Late Night Tales Of The Capital

As the saying goes, the wrath of the Son of Heaven, the corpse of millions, bleeds thousands of miles. The wrath of the priest, the star of the moon, the white rainbow. The wrath of the cloth, free of the crown, rushing to the ground, five steps of bloodshed.

What about the woman’s wrath?

It must be hysteria, not to say anything, but to say nothing, but to fight, since ancient times nothing.

"Do you want to rob someone else?"

"The sea of ​​clouds does not know you at all, and is passionate!"

"We are very happy, two little guesses, if it is not your fox, how can he become what it looks like now."

"I see you are jealous, I am more beautiful than you, than you know the man's heart, I am this show."

"I bother!"

"Hey, it’s no wonder that you can’t look at the quality of your life. I don’t think anyone will want it.”

"You are playing with fire, I warn you, it is best to leave now, or you will regret it."

"Jokes, I haven’t regretted Lin Meier’s birth since I was born."

Two women, for a man, who are not willing to give in, who can not say clearly do not understand, what can be? What will happen? Nature is a big hit.

In the Tang Dynasty, Wu Jianguo, even a school like Baima Academy, still has a martial arts field. The money paintings and Lin Meier also said that they are also stunned, and they can only see the true chapters on their fists.

After a while, playing the battlefield, the three floors of the three floors are full of people.

"Sisters come on, we support you."

"Learn this fox."

"Let her understand that our White Horse Academy is not a good bully."

The money base painted in the Baima Academy's mass base is excellent, and here is the competition, almost her home. However, although everyone said so, there is really not much confidence in this heart. Everyone knows that Ye Yunhai's fiancee is the Shaozhuang owner of the Sword Mountain Villa. At the moment, he is the official disciple of Lushan. I heard that with the help of Lushan, it is now a congenital state.

Three months ago, Qian Shuhuai went to the door and was almost dubbed as a pig. To know, Lin Meier was only a second-person Wufu. In just three months, the money paintings and paintings once again confronted Lin Meier. Will the results change?

Most people are pessimistic in their hearts, but they can’t argue with each other. The disciples of the academy, even if they face a million-strong army, must have the courage to splatter five steps.

It’s not terrible to lose, but it’s a real coward.

Lin Meier stood in the center of the martial arts field, his wrists shook, and a wooden sword beside him was in his hand. "This man, stupidity is not terrible, terrible is not knowing, there is no clear understanding of himself. No self-knowledge."

The money book painted on the edge of the weapon rack on the far side of the nine-foot gun, gently lifted up, reversed the weight, it seems a little dissatisfied, the corner of the mouth stunned, and then looked at Lin Meier, "no self-knowledge, really terrible, It’s even more terrible to take something that doesn’t belong to you, because that’s what you need to pay back.”

"And, if you eat the rest of others, are you not sick?" Qian Shucao mocked.

"That's why you have to eat too, you are qualified to say." Lin Meier's face changed slightly.

"A gentleman and a river husband, I want to fish and slam the dragon gate. You don't wash your face and look at your own appearance. The chicken is a chicken. You never think about climbing the branches to make a phoenix."

The most poisonous woman, the woman who read the book is even more terrible, humiliating you without using dirty words, Lin Meier, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, really want to go on, where will be the opponent of money painting.

"court death!"

"The last time I was a lover, don't know how!"

Lin Meier’s face has completely cooled down.

"Today, you can leave your hands without your hands, your swords have no eyes, and you are destined!"

The money book draws a single gun, the voice is firm, and the standing posture is straight.

"This is what you are looking for." Lin Meier's cold eyebrows pick, a sword in his hand, a sword flower, with a glimpse of green awning, directly to the money painting and painting, the speed is very fast, the use of the hand It is the breeze sword of Lushan.

The surrounding college students saw these pictures, most people couldn't help but close their eyes, or put their heads aside, their sisters were bullied, and they were unwilling to see them. However, most of the young people who study at Baima College are Wenqiang and Wuwei. Secondly, the nature of money painting is not to help people, let alone for love.

Even some teenagers who have confidence in money painting and painting, the weapons that see the choice of money painting and calligraphy are long sighs.

Lin Meier is now a disciple of Lushan. It is rumored that it is the first sword in the world. As for the gun, I have never heard of anyone who can use a gun to beat the sword of Lushan.

The gun is more suitable for the use of the army or the two armies, the duel of two people, the sword is the deserved king.

The sword of Lushan, highlighting a fast, so many times the outcome is between a sword.

The green mans flashed.

In the ear of the students of the college, they heard a blunt almost at the same time.

Close your eyes, and quickly open your eyes and see, all sucking a cold breath.

The original imaginary picture did not happen, their sisters and money paintings, standing firmly, still still carrying the wooden rifle. Lin Meier, at this time in the middle of the air, the whole person flew out, can clearly see that there is a depression in the chest, the original wooden sword, has also been thrown away.

“What happened just now?” the closed-eyed college student asked in a stunned whisper.

"Is this still our sister?" Another college student whispered.

"Before I heard that my sister-in-law was fighting hard, I really didn't know that even the disciples of Yanshan could have played." The whispering voice soon became a loud discussion.

"I think the description you just made is not accurate enough. Is it played? It is clearly a spike!"

"One shot!"

"Our sister only used one shot!"

"With a shot, there is no fancy!"

"After the sister is my idol."

"I love you, my sister."

The study style of Baima Academy is rigorous, but these students can be the sons of the nobles. The thoughts are quite avant-garde. It is also a moment of effort. There are teenagers who shouted like money and paintings. If the old gentleman is here, Will be fainting in the past, what is the body?

Not to mention other people, even the money painting and painting yourself is quite shocked.

It turned out that the lack of the leaf to teach his own ‘trick’s’ was so overbearing that he defeated Lin Meier with only one shot.

Standing ten meters away, the money book painted with a smile, looked around, and finally looked at Lin Meier.

"Apply?"

Two words, the money and paintings are said to be domineering.

On the other hand, Lin Meier, the dirt-stained showhe wrinkled, and after the ground fell, the hair rubbed against the ground again. It was originally a hair that was entangled. At this time, it was also a little messy. The eyes were full of disbelief, but the chest was The pain also tells her that it is true.

She lost, and Lin Meier lost to the money painting.

She was the master of Shaoshan, the official disciple of Lushan Mountain, and the official disciple of Lushan, who lost to the merchant's house when she was in the competition!

"Apply?"

"Nature is not convinced!"

But she couldn't open her mouth because she was indeed defeated and defeated with just one shot.

With red eyes, Lin Meier felt that the eyes around him were ridiculed, and her heart was aggrieved. The corner of her eye was a little moist, but she cried out.

Just then, a thick, low voice came in from the crowd.

"Not satisfied!"

(The first one today.)