Origin Player

In a hundred household yard.

Jiang He corroded the body of the short man by the way.

He came from the capital of the city to kill the guy specifically, and the other party stopped the finger in the afternoon.

"Yan family."

Jiang He took the success rate of the Yan family while killing the Yan family at the night. As a family of Dangdao, the Yan family has 400,000 acres of fat fields in Yizhou. This is a number that is difficult for ordinary people to measure. Wushu is everywhere. The huge power allows it to win the main members of the Governor of Anbei. One of the capitals is inconspicuous, and even the masters are willing to receive it. Master.

"The pinnacle of secular power."

"You have to find a Shangpinwu husband to explore the way."

Jiang He cleaned up the scene and turned away and returned to Bo Fu.

If he wants to kill the Yan family, the first one who does not agree is actually King Anbei. The correlation between the center and the local government and the local government, the main contradiction between Bei Man and Yizhou, and the collapse of the World family group brought about it. The risks make the situation particularly complicated.

From the perspective of King Anbei, his main goal is to consolidate his own power and status, suppress the four general soldiers, and weaken the influence of the Yan family and the Great Mingzong, but this does not mean to break the plate of the rules. King An Bei is one of the biggest beneficiaries of the rules.

"400,000 acres of fields, why do you cooperate with Beiman."

Jiang He fell from the wall and sneaked in the shadow.

Once the north is south, Yizhou has failed, and the losses of the Yan family are the first. In theory, the Yan family should be the most firm resistance camp, and the border is lost.

"What the Yan family wants is more important than the prestige of the 400,000 acres of fields, and the first auxiliary prestige as the important pillar of the family."

Jiang He secretly frowned. This world is more than two things that are higher than the real gold and silver and the peak of power.

"The throne, or the master."

"The behavior is to achieve the purpose."

"Wing Yizhou has lost, what will happen next."

"In prelude, a troubled life that will die many people."

"This helps the Yan family to achieve the purpose."

Jiang He returned to Bofu. He suspected that he would come to this world next time, and he was likely to become a copy of the chaos. , Still won't have collapsed.

"Boye."

Crossing the door of the house, the servants of the door greeted respectfully.

Jiang He came to the front yard, and there was the South Study Room on the left side. It was used for office and receiving guests. After the second door, he entered the main courtyard.

In the courtyard, more than thirty coquettish maids are cleaning everywhere. Preparation is not to give up compared to the official women in the palace. As for the lady of the palace, unless it is a national fragrance -like appearance, it is by no means the biggest core factors.

"You are here," Jiang He said.

The maids heard the work in their hands and gathered in front of someone.

"Boye, you are really heroic ..."

"Palm."

"Oh ..."

The maid who interrupted the master's speech was dragged down by two servants and punished.

The maids are cold.

"Now, there are other identities standing up."

Zhuangya's golden yellow pupils scanned the audience. As the words fell, the temperature of several maids had significantly increased normally.

The tail of the little white snake fingers.

Jiang He looked at it in turn, and the two of them were among them.

"I will have a banquet at the largest restaurant in Daming Tomorrow at noon, and I can come over if you are interested."

Most of the maids were confused, but the plump beauty and petite maid understood that this was a conversation with the people behind them and did not send it to the post in advance, indicating that the banquet was an informal communication.

Jiang He waved his hand and met Wu Butler with a silver ticket.

"Bo, this is the silver ticket of 24,24,24,22,2 million yuan."

"How many?"

Seeing that the look of the uncle changed slightly, the housekeeper Wu quickly explained that Zhuxiang was the most expensive, and the market value was every two thousand, and he was waiting for 50,000 to 60,000.

One or two whale songs can be sold for thousands of silver.

The whale song can produce three or two in the left wheel.

"I don't know what Boye is. This ambergris is the essence of the giant animals in the sea. It contains rich water essence and purity.

Jiang He took the silver ticket, a total of 24 photos, and Daqian Yinzhuang was opened by the court. The main basis was in Beijing and the south. This income exceeded his expectations. Regardless of whether the steward of Wu was full of private pockets, it would not hinder the next time it would not hinder the next time. Sales, just do things.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Jiang He once again took out a three or two ambergris, which was secreted on time at 6 o'clock in the evening.

"Ah ..."

"Sell tomorrow."

Butler Wu responded quickly.

Nympho

Jiang He turned around and took the carriage. This time, he went to the night market.

The carriage Zhuangya has formed a person from a small white snake state. She has barefoot in white, black hair like a waterfall, and her face is exquisite.

When Jiang He groaned, he stunned his hair into a ball, and then inserted a long knife fragments to fix it.

Zhuang Ya was like a puppet throughout the whole process, neither resisting nor interested, with her two little hands quietly placed on her knees.

"Can the vertical pupil be hidden?"

"Yes."

The driver was a royal guard who was responsible for the palace's travel, and he didn't say a word on the way.

Damingfu has a population of one million, and there are many businesses. Going out of Zhuque Gate and crossing Longjin Bridge, there are food stalls everywhere. The mottled bloodstains on the execution platform at the entrance of the night market have no effect on this prosperity, and there are endless pedestrians on the street.

The alley at the entrance of the night market is called Jieshen Lane. The alley is a place for gold, silver, and silk transactions. The shops and houses are magnificent and gorgeous, with wide and spacious facades, and the overall appearance is solemn and majestic.

Jiang He led Zhuang Ya in. The scarlet robe on his body allowed the two to pass through unimpeded, and soon exchanged a thousand taels of silver.

"Can you carry it?"

"It's okay."

Zhuang Ya held a box like ashes, which was filled with silver. The shop considerately gave her a pair of scissors, which were specially used to cut silver.

The two walked into the crowd and met a group of martial artists wearing white robes, swords and crowns.

Jiang He knew the identities of this group of people. Most of the disciples of the Haojian Sect, a first-class sect in Qingzhou, were low-grade warriors, led by several elders at the middle-grade warrior level. Although the young leader of the Haojian Sect was outstanding, he was not the top one. It was said that he had opened up ten main meridians.

In today's martial arts world, there are four martial arts holy places above the first-class.

The Great Snow Mountain outside the Great Wall, the Imperial Palace in the Capital, the Wudou Dao Palace, and the Deer Cutting Mountain of the Demon Sect. Among the young generation, only the young leaders from the martial arts holy places can be praised as the pride of heaven, and without exception, they are all at the middle-grade perfect level.

According to past experience, the four great prodigies are usually the final contestants of the Jianchi Mountain Sword Contest. The winner can get a few southern persimmons, and suddenly realize and break through the bottleneck of cultivation, so as to truly join the ranks of the masters, and then become famous all over the world.