Martial King’s Retired Life

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A few days ago, Wan Yu peaked.

"Brother Ming, why did you ask me here?"

Alples always respects Mingfeizhen, treats him very kindly, rarely this kind of stern attitude. The eyes were even colder than pig iron, but they were not staring at the invitation.

"If you want to persuade someone for good things, then you don't have to waste your words. Brotherhood is not shared, and it is difficult to expose it. Bodhi said that before the slaughter, he did n’t mention it beforehand. Brother Ming doesn't have to worry about affecting the state. '

The reason is the other person who is present at the same time.

Also invited to come here, Luo Ming is silent, and one group naturally waits for the truth to be revealed.

The grievances between Alples and Luoming remain unresolved. Although they will not fight to live a life before the battle of evil, but they are far from being able to sit together. Had it not been for the inviting person to be true, Alples would have taken the case early and left without a word.

Mingfei really knows this. He looked at the reactions of both of them and laughed.

"In three more days, I will go into evil, and it will be hard to know whether life or death will come. It will be easy for everyone to gather together to find death in Tiannanhaibei. begging.'

Hearing the word "everyone", Alples only noticed that the old Sovereign Sovereign Sovereign was still present. Seeing that it was not for the sake of the two men, Rongse calmed down.

Ming Fei said with a smile: "Brother Bodhi, please sit down first. As a guest, how can you let the host's life go wrong."

"Disturb." Malaysia sat at the other corner with a golden knife, not at the same table as Luo Ming.

"What does Brother Ming want to say?" (ISF light) said

"Wait a minute, here comes the good stuff.

Speaking, I smelled a bitter nose, a bitterness that can penetrate into the skin, and a little bit of drunkenness drifted from the mountains. Take another look at Wu Shengfeng's blood slowly coming from under the mountain, carrying on his shoulders, three bottles of wine in total. The source of that bitterness is here.

Fengxue came down and lowered the vat. The wine tank he took was usually used to hold water, enough for a family of five for the first half of the month. Thanks to his old one-armed arm, carrying such a heavy weight can still be as flat as the ground. The name of Wu Sheng is indeed not white.

Feng Xie laughed and said, "Xiang nephew, the drink you want. Usually no one accompanies the old man to drink this wine. If you don't take this temptation, the old man is unwilling to do the picking work with you.

Ming Fei laughed and said, "Of all the wines I drank, the southern Xinjiang is the most bitter, but it is unforgettable after you have tasted it. Please come today, here is a picture-a drunk party." Followed Then they poured out five sea bowls, one for each person, almost full.

Luo Ming frowned, "Can K drink alcohol before the war? C

Alples sneered: "If you are afraid, don't drink." Head up and drank-the bowl, but almost spit it out. Picking up his old eyes and staring at Mingfeizhen, he saw that he was frowning and finished drinking-the bowl, which shows that he did not intentionally straighten himself.

The magic eyes Luohou and Fengxue drank one after another, and Luoming saw it for a while, and finally-one after drinking the same bowl.

Five people sat on the top of the mountain, each holding a wine bowl, but relatively speechless. A big house

"All of you." Ming Fei really dropped the big bowl; but his eyes became clearer and softer, "After three days, we may not be able to come back again. Are the four people serious and careless?"

Asked this sentence, except for the devil eyes and his throat shook his head and looked as usual, the four of them were in a long test of losing their souls.

Albace was thinking of Alan, and brother of Electron. Wu Sheng is not full of heart, there are old days of grievances, and Middle-earth is looking forward to his family.

Luo Ming is the most obvious of the three, and his situation is the most complicated. I ca n’t put much more, but I ca n’t put too much.

Ming Fei-Wang San looked like a smile, and filled the wine bowl.

"It's the same for me. At the moment of life and death, I know how many things I care about. Brother Bodhi, you can let go of Alan.

"Men's husband, why not be reluctant to be drunk?"

"Uncle Fengxue, do you want to clear the grudges of the past ten years?"

"Boy, do you think about the old man's words? Do you forget who invited you to this wine?"

"Lord Zhuang, you, a tragedy, think about how to break it?"

Luo Ming fainted a bit of wine, his eyes gazing at the bottom of the bowl:

.... How many people in this world are trapped in tragedies and can't help themselves. Is the tragedy just what Luomou has? Luomou has practiced swords for many years, and if he can't belittle life and death, how can he say it?

Alples snorted coldly: "You'd better be so free and easy.

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"Will you try it?"

Seeing that the two were about to trigger, Mingfei really raised his palm and stopped, "In this case,-Cecchiot, did this-the bowl."

The five men drank the wine, and the devil's eyes and throat were so drunk that they left early. The remaining four people drank faster and faster, consciously drinking two hours before the moon to midday.

The scene in the mountains has completely changed.

Luo Ming couldn't help shaking _

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