Martial King’s Retired Life

Out of the upper body, his muscles were tight, exuding endless manliness.

"It's very interesting! Lao Long had wanted to fight fiercely! Come on, continue !!" In his eyes, the essence of a beast almost exuded.

The ghost was silent for a while, bowed,-turned over and escaped from the courtyard wall.

-This firm is not simple.

Unlike the other four, this ghost has done spying. Good at observing doorways.

When he came in, he felt that the shop was full of secrets. There is almost no place to hide, and almost every dead end is placed where someone can see, as if it was cleverly designed to cope with someone's infiltration. Even the sentry at the Baimu Palace is not so strict. How can a commercial firm in this area be able to?

Naturally, he would not be as stupid as the others, hiding in a place where he would be found. He identified the only place that would not be found. This is the end of this shop-room.

There were only two people in it-a tall man was sleeping and sleeping, and Harrah was on his clothes.

In addition, it is-a middle-aged man about 30 years old sits in the middle. He is dressed in a sable sable,-with silver scale armor, looks magnificent and handsome, with three beards of scribes, his eyes are like electricity. In particular, the posture of holding a manicure and manicure is straightforward and impeccable.

It's a **** egg! It's this funny comparison!

The ghost made a secret decision, holding the short-edged sword at the waist, and fell down like a cheetah. But unknowingly, it became lower and lower, and finally fell directly to the ground, completely unable to stand up. The whole body can't keep up, as if the body is not a glance. He didn't even know when his strength was lost, and his body was half-powered.

"Huh? Who is this?"

It took a while for the man to fix his nails, only to find the ghost lying on the ground.

"When is there more people?"

Someone across the man smiled slightly: "Probably the wrong way.

The subdued ghost didn't even know anyone behind.

Suddenly sweaty heavy clothing. This kind of thing can only be done by talents of one hundred eyes. Why are there such masters among the various commercial banks? Then when thinking about this problem, my consciousness fell into darkness.

There is also a ghost, very rare, he invaded from the kitchen. He was careful not to be found by anyone. Suddenly, two women's voices came, and the ghost held the knife, increasing alertness. -There is something wrong, kill immediately.

But dialogue is one

"Xiao !! What are you cooking !! Why is it purple and there are skulls on the water !!!"

"I don't know, I just cook it in the usual way.

"This can't be served to guests! You are not allowed to enter the kitchen again! Really, who asked you to come here. Forget it, you go back to the shopkeeper's wife, and many people look for her.

"Oh, OK..

It didn't seem to be sent ... The ghost gradually relaxed, and the five fingers holding the knife slowly released.

Suddenly I felt that my head was hot, but I was splashed with unwanted tea. Ghost Rage almost jumped out and killed the stinky woman! But the soldier who was on the mission couldn't slap even if he fell into the flames of fire. He relied on the great perseverance to endure the torment of hot tea. Until a drop of tea fell along the cheek to the lips.

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And he accidentally tasted it.

... he never woke up ...

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The last ghost was pretending to be a guest coming in from the main entrance. When he saw the owner of the shop going out, Lu carefully followed.

The woman was fragile and her appearance was even more beautiful. And. Material--hehehehe. It's a great opportunity to walk away and give him a lot of fun to make his elderly happy and show his strength.

So he followed into the grove,

The two silhouettes quickly picked up and changed hands like wind and electricity.

Ming Xiaolou's fiber fingers lightly, Shen Yiren avoided and hit the trees behind him. About one person, the small tree with the thickness of the waist bar broke off at once, and if it was thundered, it clicked and fell to the ground. There was a scorching black at the middle finger, and a hint of Mars was hidden.

Xia Er grinned, "I have to surpass 50% if I have to surrender.

Shen Yiren motioned for the sword in his hand.

"I don't have a sword yet. Be careful. Your brother also knows that I Shen Yi played the sword, but it is not something that ordinary people can resist."

Xia Er wrinkled her little nose and hummed, "These words are shameless in every sense.

Shen Yiren silently-laughed, suddenly raised his sword. Come forward.

The finger-shaped soft sword that could be wrapped around her waist, suddenly stood upright, pointed directly to the sky, and could not help expanding. Xia Er knew that this trick was terrible, and flew back.

Xia Er, who had hurriedly avoided the blast of dust, looked stunned.

The place where Shen Yiren's sword fell was actually a big pit. It seemed that Shen Yiren was not holding a soft sword with a loincloth in his hands, but a great hammer of the powerful man.

"I'm not

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