Martial King’s Retired Life

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Besang believed what he said.

Even if he were to kill the royal family of the Southern Xinjiang, he would not be a little hesitant. If Bosang really wants to fight for the Witch King, Ge Wu will become the most powerful assistant. Few people are as deep as Güven and at the same time understand the Wushu so freely

In order to save his life, Ge Wu is now willing to do anything.

Therefore, he always asked for nothing, but also quietly opened his mouth.

After speaking, the two were relatively speechless. Besang always kept the same look, obviously the one who silenced the atmosphere was not him, but the one who refused to answer.

For a long time Gewu spoke, with a low voice.

"In the depths of the Fox Pattern Grottoes to the north of Qingqiu Country, if you search carefully, you will find a dark room full of organs. When you break down the organs, you will find wealth that you cannot imagine.

The Patriarch of Hessina did not speak.

"There are twelve tribes in the south of the ruler wing, three of which have been buying and selling iron for me for years. The weapons that have been taken over the years have been planed to be used in the sway, and they are enough to equip-ten thousand teams, you go Already.

The patriarch of Hessna still did not speak.

"Do you know why His Holiness the Heavenly Palace came to help me, and why it was clothed in southern Xinjiang, these involve a huge plan. Just knowing a scale and half claws is enough for you to change back anything you want. Do you want to know?"

Besang didn't answer, still just looked at him silently, and seemed to ignore the seductiveness of the message in his words.

Ge Wu lowered his throat, as if gritted his teeth, looking at Bersan's eyes full of resentment.

... I can bring you endless prosperity and wealth, sweeping the vast powers of southern Xinjiang, and even the deep martial arts that you can't imagine-. Think about it carefully, what do you want? "R Mu Play

Bethan, just reiterated what he said just now.

"You lunatic !! What are you asking this for! Ah !?"

Tiger roar-sound, Ge Wu got angry and got up, but in the presence of the Holy King Yuan Gong, the sneak attack did not make much sense, was still pressed by Besang-palm.

Güwen's words were not disconnected because of falling, and he still scolded himself.

"I give you what anyone in the world dreams of, but you only ask me such boring questions. Hessabersand, do you remember what I said to you. You are a Witch King, and you were born There are postures that stand above ten thousand people. What are you doing now? Are you crazy! Are you crazy !!

It seemed that even the gap between his words made him feel unbearable, and Geng cried out loud.

"Why are you asking the truth about Nie Shao!

No matter what the conditions are, what Besang asked was the only one.

He was standing in front of him, with a straight and erect posture, his eyes were as clear as the lake in autumn, and he asked Ge Wu Da from the bottom of his heart to think that it was the most important thing. It seems that such a trivial matter has defeated his own life, the authority of thousands of horses and thousands of troops, and the wealth and prosperity of the world.

He stared straight, without hesitation.

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The clear eyes reflected himself, ugly and daunting.

All this makes Gühren go crazy.

Güfen tried his best to show off-a sneer that seemed to be addictive.

"You know ... your master ... was lured into Nie Shao, who did it?"

Besang looked at Ge Wu, shook his head for a long while.

"It's not you, you can't do it."

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His attitude especially made Güfen feel unbearable. His mouth full of fangs pierced his mouth. The intense pain of Fangfo made Güchen feel better.

Why can he do this? In the face of infinite temptation, pain and suffering, his eyes are still so clear.

This is the most hated trait of Ge Wu, exactly like his master Wu Sheng.

Obviously Bessang has also experienced so much, much like himself. Tormented from an early age, wind meals and sleepless places do not know where the next meal will be grown, and the sudden disasters have taken away the suffering of important people. He didn't even enjoy the glory he enjoyed.

Why can he be like this now? Why is he different from himself?

Güfei stared at Bersang in a very different way than Bersang looked at him. He may be watching the past whim, such as growing up as a teenager of the tribe; maybe looking at him, a trait that he can never get; or, he is just looking at the other person's pupil Yourself, a monster with a head to the ground.

This is an emotion that an outsider cannot understand-a look.

This is the line of sight of the fallen man, looking up.

The world is not without beauty and hope, but from the perspective of the abyss, the beauty that cannot be touched or possessed is exactly the most hated

Güver stared at him desperately, and finally said.

... I can say, but I want you to let me go. Otherwise, I would rather kill myself.

Besang would not believe he was willing to commit suicide, but nodded.

"Thirty years ago, it was the six fierce men who destroyed Niesha overnight. I don't know which monster in the legend.

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