Martial King’s Retired Life

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The empty monk glanced around, and then revealed the expression of compassion and compassion, and walked to the road near Huafeihua.

"Why does the little donor start with Zhuo Xia?"

Hua Feihua seems to be looking from head to toe, and said, "Eh, I haven't figured it out yet. Ask me later."

"So it is.

With a smile and a gentle tone, his heart is cold and cold.

On the one hand, Xu Zang was planning to seize the opportunity to seize Liuli relic, and on the other hand he was planning to do something. If something happened, he could be regarded as a person

Who knows that this flower is indeed a mediocrity, and the Ming is not true-straight-but has never been told the truth.

This person is just an inconspicuous kid in the overall situation, he should not be here, and he is not even qualified to appear in the game. Had it not been for coincidence that Liuli relic had been obtained, it would have been a miss with such rivers and lakes, and ten small figures would have died as five doubles.

Not even as a hostage.

Mingfei really pulled a chair and planted it directly, as if there was no pain in the bones.

"This old guy acknowledged it. His martial arts that have been galloping over the past few decades is the" Flying and Falling Flower Seal "stolen from the Xu family. We had a big fight and he wouldn't be like that.

Gongzang glanced at Zhuo Fengru on the ground, eyes and nose, nose and heart, saying, "How about the little donor's injury? Can you let Lao Xun take a look?"

He left Hua Feihua and went to Ming Fei. He pointed at the flower with one hand, took turns in Fanfeizhen's left hand, and finally stopped at three inches.

Mingfei Zhennahan said: "Old monk, you have a very clever diagnosis.

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"It's true, this is the creation of a poor monk who has passed away. The master is a martial art master, and is a heroic hero."

The corners of his mouth rose when he said-the ribbon smiled bitterly.

"Even though he has entered into the reincarnation, the poor monk is superficial and can't break the love and hate of the world. He still misses it.

Ming Fei really shut up and listened, it seemed to be thinking which Shaolin monk was so good, how did I not know.

"The small donor's meridian was injured by sword qi, so it must be meditationally rehabilitated. Fortunately, the small donor has my Buddha's magical body guard. As long as the chaotic qi in the vein is calm, there will be no problem for the time being.

"Then stop talking nonsense and deal with Lao Zhuo well.

"... the face is hesitant, but my heart is worried that you will not do it.

"Master, you have a family for your compassion. But my master taught me that dogs who fall into the water don't talk or be obedient. I'm going to stick.

From the chair-jumped out vertically, it seems that the injury was really affected, his footsteps floated, and he almost didn't stop.

"What the **** ... it's like drinking. '

Shaking his head, Ming Fei really pulled Zhuo Fengru up, but he didn't take his life like a palm of imagination. Instead, he slaps his palm behind him, crossing into a qi.

Zhuo Fengru woke up slowly, his grey eyebrows frowning, his spirits sorrowful, his eyes glanced at Hua Feihua and others. Only when he saw the empty monk, his eyes widened.

"Hey, Zhuo Fengru, you lost to me, you can confess. What did you hide, and how did you and Miguozun join together? .-- Five-+ land said, otherwise take it on Huangquan Road Secret, afraid of panic in your heart ...

.... The king is defeated, and if you win, you win. Why do you say more? "

"You're pretty tough.

Ming Feizhen frowned. He wanted to kill the empty road, even making his heartbeat louder.

"But if you're a soft egg, I'm not worth fighting with you for so long. If you don't ... I'll guess it myself.

"How are you doing?"

Ming Feizhen took a few steps back to his chair, staring at Zhuo Fengru.

"Your son Zhuo Yu poor, isn't your biological son?

Everyone, including Zhuo Fengru, showed a terrified look.

Even the empty Tibetan was taken aback, and immediately rejected this absurd guess.

Secret Fruit to subdue Zhuo Fengru is based on the life of Zhuo Yu poor. If he was not Zhuo Fengru's biological son, how could Zhuo Fengru be.

"Nonsense! The poor child is my child. It's true. I treat you as a respectable opponent. You can't stop talking nonsense!"

Zhuo Fengru's original complexion suddenly turned red, which shows that his excited mood can hardly be suppressed. Everyone didn't think that it was really random-the words actually made him excited.

Mingfei really looked at him calmly and said lightly.

"You don't need to do this kind of play. You know that when I asked my senior Kongkonger to go to Six Doors to check on you, I knew I had guessed it. You are not so excited because you worry about others knowing.

But worry, here your biological flesh knows.

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Kuzo has become more and more aware that things are not as simple as imagined. Judging by Zhuo Fengru's expression, he knew that he was fraudulent. The people looked at each other in a circle, surprised and surprised, their eyes locked on a certain individual.

Zhuo Fengru gritted his teeth and glared as if he had been punched in the face. After a while, sigh

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