Martial King’s Retired Life

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The latter three did not know what the other party was doing, and they could not see anything. Including their own end. In the eyes of others, these three people are like three unreasonable drunks. The white-haired man procrastinated slowly. The three stood still, doing nothing around him, but quietly waiting for him to pass. Wait for him to go away before passing out. But when he was unknowingly, he stood asleep.

The white-haired man who was holding the princess didn't stop, not for a moment. The sound of clattering, clattering footsteps seemed to turn into a terrible note. The man didn't speak and didn't look at anyone. No one knows what he wants to do. But no one can stop him. The killers don't know what they are fighting. They don't know who he is, they don't even know if he is a human or a ghost. That person just walked slowly and had shaken their fighting spirit from the roots. The snow wind howling and the dull footsteps synthesize a set of melody, a set of life-like melody. The minds of the killers seem to be provoked by this tortured melody every moment, they feel that their lives are at stake, but they are powerless. In their minds, the images of the white-haired man chopped into meat sauce were flashed together.

Yes, but no one moves. Not that there is no hope. But dare not. As if there were more sheep, they would still tremble in front of a wolf. At this moment, the white-haired man seemed to exude this temperament. The shivering of these evil spirits who had killed and blinked a moment ago was like a lamb.

In this way, they can finally understand the mood of the slaughtered paratroopers. The white-haired man stopped at this moment. He stopped at a distance of about two feet from Jia Yunfeng. But unexpectedly did not say a word to Jia Yunfeng. White-haired man--Ming Fei suddenly looked up at the sky, the snow fell silent, and his mind seemed to be quiet and transparent like the first snow, can not help muttering

Say "So big-the field ... The voice behind the bronze mask reveals a touch of loneliness. Amway with me, my group number, there are a lot of people now, too often they will haunt: 330906859

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