Martial King’s Retired Life

The number of soldiers who entered the six fans list was terribly low. This involves the struggle between the samurai in the field and the official warrior, as well as the imperfect and immature part of the court system in our country. I have the following opinions as a part of the court warrior against these disadvantages ...

Okay, don't play anymore.

In short, the number of warriors in the field is the largest, but the elites who climb to the upper ranks are few. Although I also heard that this is because there is a Kirin Guard pressing, but I have not investigated so I do not know the truth.

But the number is really large, and the corpses have to be rotten after they have been checked.

Okay, this is the time for dregs to come into play.

"Scum, originally planned."

"Ai!"

The gag cleared his throat. Looking left and right to see if there were any suitable tools, suddenly his eyes lighted up. He went to the hawker selling chestnuts and snatched the carts of others, and also stopped by the silver in them. This ... well, you can add vegetables tonight.

Zhoji had a hundred times his spirit in his hand, and he suddenly snorted loudly towards the crowd as if he was possessed by a city pipe: "All **** give way to Lao Tzu! My brother is coming !!!" Then he rushed into the crowd deep.

I looked at his unflinching back, admiring him as if the rushing river was endless, like the Yellow River flooding out of control.

Good job! Dregs!

"Good job! Add two sauce elbows to your brother's lunch at night!"

Jie Frow smiled: "Thank you!"

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