Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Oh, it's not necessarily a bad thing to go through some hardships when you're young!" said the old man with deep meaning, raising his head and saying, "Young man, don't want to scatter your blood where the water is sprinkled, throw your youth Put writing in your career and have no regrets!"

When Ace heard the old man's words, he looked at the old man with great interest, and his face was even more indifferent. "Think about it! Of course! I want to burn blood, young people should not regret it."

"Okay, the old man is waiting for your words. When you first saw you, the old man knew you were not in the swimming pool. The old man showed his identity again. I am the emperor of Chu Yunlong. The Yanhuang Empire." The old man said excitedly , His eyes were fixed on Fang Lang.

I saw Fang Lang just nodded when he heard his identity, and didn't show much excitement.

"Well, you know my identity."

"At today's dinner party, I stumbled upon it while delivering food." Fang Lang explained.

"Oh, turns out, how's your firepower on recruits?"

"At noon today, General Zheng Deqian arranged for my brother and I to go to the fire station. It turned out that we were elected to the palace." Fang Lang told me her experience in the barracks for several days.

"It seems that Zheng Deqian is a deliberate person. After a few days, I will call a few of you into the palace. You will stay in the imperial army for a few days. I will give you a place to show your talents in the future." From the beginning, He raised his head, poured a glass, a strong liquor poured into his mouth, and then a burning sensation emanated from his body.

The two talked for a while, and the old man was drunk again. "Fang Lang, your grandson, you really don't pay attention..." Xiao Nuo held a wine glass, swaying Fang Lang's side full of complaints.

"You are a little thing, stop and go back!" Carrying Xiao Nuo to the barracks flashed. As the body flashes through the jungle, a fight ensues and a surge of energy pours into the jungle.

Fang Lang felt a familiar atmosphere and dared not rush into the jungle.

When he watched the movie with the help of the faint moonlight, Fang Lang didn't clearly see that the four people in the jungle were killing a black shadow, and the long residual hand under the shadow of the black shadow continued to wave and burst into a gust of wind.

The four swords in the hands of the four squatted in a layer of light gray. Under the faint moonlight, Fang Lang blurted out the faces of several people. The attack of the four men was very intense. .

Besieged by some, the handicapped man was a little confused. A thin and small man quietly appeared behind him, and the sword in his hand condensed a terrifying fighting skill.

Fang Lang's body rushed over quickly, and his body flashed instantly beside the disabled person. The right punch comes out, and the lean man's sneak attack is a shot from a few feet away.

The thin man stood up, looked at Fang Lang in horror, and then sneered.

"Zhang Wei, what's wrong?" He looked steadily at the disabled man.

"Siyu, I don't know what happened! I read an old book in the room. Someone took me out. When I was chasing here, I knew this person was Zheng Yi." Zhang Yi felt aggrieved. The local voice said, full of hateful looking at the thin Zheng Yi. "Oh, God is not thin for my brother, you two are here, we don't have to work harder." A fat black man let out a burst of laughter, and Fang Lang looked exactly like Zheng Wei. Zheng Ming and Zheng Wen stood beside him. ..