Sha Po Lang

The general manager went faster and faster, and finally returned to his account almost all the way. The aftertaste of burning purple gold was in the past, the northern Xinjiang was still cold, but the general manager ran out of the hot sweat of the brain and had to walk. Wipe and wipe a sleeve.

He reluctantly retired the female slave who was going to serve, and told her not to bother, and lifted her foot into the account of the three doors.

The general manager carefully examined it all over again. It was true that there were no idlers nearby. This closed the door together and took a sigh of relief and went indoors.

Just then, there was a sudden voice in the room: "How?"

The general manager was too late to guard against it. He was scared in his own house. The limbs were obviously twitching, and stood in the doorway with a stunned look. He felt that his heart would not jump.

Until a familiar old woman showed half of her face from the dimly lit room, he took a sigh of relief, and the soul returned to his place, screaming and posing with the old woman.

Northland was short and long, and the lighting in the house was very good, but the house was supposed to cover the windows, and the black spot was sitting around a dilapidated steam lamp. Several of the eighteen tribal alliances have sent their representatives to the face. There are two men and one woman who are separated from each other by a few seats.

Even if the two of them dressed and dressed with the 18 tribes, they could also see the identity of the Liangliang people. The people born in the wild and bitter land brought the phase, even the nobles, they can see the rough days. Hey.

These two people are Cao Chunhua and Chen Guangxu. They have a total of one or two. They have not tried their best to disguise their identity. After crossing the border, they used some lines left by Cao Chunhua to catch up with some of the eighteen tribes, claiming that they are The armistice sent by the garrison in the northern part of the gibel was asked to introduce the Wolf King Calais while they were up and down.

The two shots are very generous, and the gift is sent one by one, but the more generous, the more Cao Chunhua knows that no one will introduce them for them - at the moment, in the eyes of the barbarian aristocrats, the two of them may have become cash cows. Once the madman was discovered by Calais, the money tree is likely to be uprooted.

The two men "immediately" expressed their wish to see Calais's eagerness to seek death, while circling among the eighteen tribes floating in these minds, relying on Cao Chunhua's three-inch tongue that spoke people and talked about ghosts. In less than a month, these nobles have dared to sit together and secretly discuss the Wolf King.

At the same time, after several nights, Chen Guangfu roughly figured out the guard status of the Wolf King account. At this time, it was the closing of the net.

Someone poured a bowl of mare's milk to the general manager who came in from the outside. The general manager took over his hands and couldn't help but slammed it down. It felt like he was alive.

He sat down on one side and lowered his voice. "Don't mention it, even the world's sons are beaten, and the wolf king has a heart, and he has to do it."

Cao Chunhua said innocently: "The imperial court has sent the messenger to the south. There is now a truce. There is no benefit in our fight. Why, is this the general manager not communicating?"

The general manager is really bitter in his heart. The whole person seems to have leaked water. He raises his hand and sweats again: "Little brother, if I say this today, I am afraid I will not be able to wait for you."

The eighteen tribes of Yishui were silent, Cao Chunhua shook his head and said slowly: "There is no way. I told you the truth. Today, let everyone hold the relationship together because it is from us recently. Gu Shuai got a letter, Gu Shuai accused me of doing things badly, saying that if he didn’t see the results again, he would have to attack the troops. We are nothing. It’s great to go back to the training and pay a two-month salary, but I know you. Presumably, they are not willing to go to war."

The face of the general manager became a large bitter gourd.

At this time, Chen Guangxue said: "Let's go, we did our best."

Chen Guangxuan has an unquestionable temperament. If he doesn't open his mouth, he will always be able to make a sound. Hearing that Cao Chunhua has not had time to react, the northern aristocrats have already blown up, and the old woman sitting in the first place is in a hurry. The next one grabbed her sleeve: "Slow!"

Chen glanced at her in a cool and cool look.

The wrinkles on the old woman's face were distorted a few times, twisting out a witch-like kindness, and lost a smile: "Girl, let us think about it for a few days, my king is somewhat self-sufficient, but I am a good man, my elders, I Let’s talk about it, you are not in a hurry."

"Madam, it's not that we don't care," Cao Chunhua sighed and sighed. "We are also acting on orders and we dare not make our own claims."

Chen Guangxu took his sleeves out and said with a faint look: "If the Wolf King insists on fighting this battle for the sake of his own private vengeance, the wife will probably say that it is useless. Instead, it will lead the fire. I don't think it is necessary. "

This sentence has reached the hearts of everyone in the room.

A few times ago, when several tribal leaders joined forces to rebel, they made an article about the early years of the relationship between the gods and the goddess. The goddess has been dead for more than 20 years. Is there anything ulterior between Nagar and Nagarai? The relationship has not been proved to date, but once the seed of doubt is planted, where is it still easy to remove?

Calais has always used his "blood and sea" and "sad shame" to instigate the people to sell his life, but "there is a scar and forget the pain" is the root of the mortal. He may be able to shake the blood of the moment, wait until the supplies are difficult to sustain, and eat full stomach. When it became a problem, can the "sad shame and shame" more than 20 years ago be more painful than the starving children?

If a person has been dead for so many years, he still haunts around the tribe like a ghost. Whatever the war is bloodshed, then is she a pure goddess of longevity, or a demon ghost?

After Chen Guangxu finished, he ignored the different people of Beibei who looked different. He underestimated the position and walked away with Cao Chunhua one after the other.

Seeing that they made up their minds and refused to be accommodating, the old woman of Beiman suddenly made up her mind to knock the crutches in her hands on the ground: "From now on, for two days, please ask for your help." Two days, my old woman has lived for more than 70 years, and she will be guaranteed this age. After two days, I will definitely give you an explanation!"

The old woman was very high in the family. The wolf king had to call her aunt. When she spoke, no one opposed it in public. Only the heart of the bitter general manager moved her lips and was blinded by the old woman. go back.

Cao Chunhua and Chen Guangxuan looked at each other and looked at them for a long time. They finally reluctantly said: "That... let's go, since it is the promise of Mrs. Hongxia, we must try harder." Just wait for your good news and leave."

When the two outsiders left the secret passage of the back door, the northern aristocrats of a house burst the pot.

The general manager said to Mrs. Hong Xia with tears and tears: "Three mother-in-law, did your old man not hear me clearly? Wang Tie’s heart is going to fight this battle, even the world’s children are playing, you see me. This head...just this...Wang’s original words are Ziliujin’s not going to dig, the supplies are not enough to let the body, let you pocket your bags!”

Mrs. Hong Xia did not have time to speak. A middle-aged man has already done a good job: "How is he still doing his own spring and autumn dream? Is he trying to fight the Xuan Tie camp defense line and attacking the Central Plains or want to wait for the Western monkeys to give food and drink? We are ready For twenty years, I have made 100,000 warriors, countless firearm steels, sharp dry foods and dried meats, and joined forces with the East, West, and North. They have not really set foot in the Central Plains! He is still doing this. Dream, why? Is it hungry on the street? I can't fill his appetite by cleaning our bone marrow!"

His scorpion resembled a mountain song that was screaming when he was grazing. The bells and gongs were not concealed. Several people around him immediately became horrified and advised him that the middle-aged man was cautious.

The angry middle-aged man sat down and sneered: "Three mother-in-law, I see you can't keep your promises this time, don't say that you open your face and lean on the old and sell old, even if you hang on, the Calais madman also I won't lift my eyelids."

Mrs. Hong Xia licked her dry eyelids and slammed her crutches to the side: "Shut up, useless things, call for something in the house!"

The middle-aged man snorted indignantly.

Mrs. Hong Xia did not move, but the skinny hands of the chicken feet showed several old tree-like tendons, and then she slowly said: "The wolf king left the last time and cleaned up several tribal leaders. You said Is he still having a second hand?"

The silence in the room was all frightened by the boldness of the old woman. The long-time general manager said: "Three or three mother-in-laws, the blood of the wolf... can't do anything yet."

"Resist and die is also a death. It is slowly dragged to death and death. What is the difference?" The old lady’s hoarse voice sounded in silence. "Your ancestors are filled with wolf blood and are now tamed. Is it a dog? Or do you think that your wife and children are starving to death, fighting for death, and how many months are they going to steal?

She slowly raised her head, and her gaze gaze swept through the barbarian aristocrats who were pregnant with ghosts. When they saw someone, they looked blank. Some people thought thoughtfully, some people looked suspicious, and some people trembled and sneered, saying: I know that everyone here is not a heart. Some people may have already sold this wife to Calais in this room. I will say this, cowards, if we succeed this time, it will save you a life. There is no harm to you, failure, and it will not be implicated in you. It will be remembered to go out to inform the squad. You think that the ominous singer and killing star of Calais will read you well, or do you think? Are you too close to our old things that are not life-threatening?

The middle-aged man who was filled with indignation was jumping up and saying: "That's right, three mother-in-law, I am following you!"

In these years, the aristocrats of the eighteen tribes were too oppressed by Calais. The aristocrats hated him and feared his high-pressure policy. At this time, the leader of the group came out and suddenly there were many indignations to follow.

Mrs. Hong Xia turned to the head of the general manager: "We don't want to use this thing, we still have to rely on the general manager."

The general manager stood in full view and wanted to evaporate like a stiff seat for a moment, steaming the whole house without sunlight, and finally gritted his teeth and thighed: "Three mothers told me!"

When the country is in danger, there must be blood-stained conflicts in the pattern of power – whether it is a girders or a Sirius 18 tribe. Even foreigners trapped in the south of the Yangtze River cannot escape this poor and changing situation. Among them, there are very dangerous, 100% chances. The next step is that the country is prosperous, and one step behind is perhaps the death of the dead.

At this time, a raging dark tide spread out among the eighteen tribes of Beiman, and the great surnames and nobles did not mention the forces themselves.

On the second night, a shadow of a swallow smashed into the watchtower of the 18 tribes. This was also funded by foreigners. At the beginning, foreigners were responsible for maintenance. Nowadays, Westerners are self-sufficient, and this watch tower is big. Some of the lighters have failed, and basically there is a leftover effect.

The guard on the tower had been quietly laid down, and the man who was on the watchtower showed his face in the moonlight. It was actually a silent little slave under the general manager’s account. He was agile along the way. Top, there are people waiting for it.

The "family slave" stood still and wiped his face to reveal a colorful Cao Chunhua.

Cao Chunhua said: "It’s clear that the general manager has done something to calm the nerves in the medicine of Calais."

Chen Guangxu: "I didn't want to poison him directly?"

"It's not that easy," Cao Chunhua said. "Calais is a voodoo. If you don't get it, you will be a stunned snake. It's a medicine for soothing the nerves. Usually he will prepare some occasions, even if he finds it is not easy to be suspicious. Wang The guards of the account have family members of all their surnames. These people have already told them to go to the night and do not know how to do it. They try not to alarm the Calais and let him die in the bed, quietly, tomorrow morning. As soon as it is determined that the medicine of Calais has entered the mouth, the general manager will use the name of the nightingale as the number, and we are waiting for it - did the coach know it?"

Chen lightly smudges a silver ball in the middle of the finger, which is the signal bullet that Shen Yi gave to her. This little thing has been hidden in her sleeves, and she suddenly has to use it. She suddenly feels unwilling.

Cao Chunhua did not know much of this thought. He only said with emotion: "A generation of heroes, the people underneath want to make his anti-revolution, even if he does not want to hear a word, what is this?"

"That is too jealous of him," Chen Guangxu stood on the watchtower, looking at the direction of the account by the clairvoyance on the bridge of the nose. "I haven't asked, how did you let Mrs. Hongxia come forward to bring this head?"

"Mr. Hong Xia’s son died on the battlefield," Cao Chunhua said, keeping her hair behind her ear and saying carelessly. "Only leave her a grandson. The grandson is sixteen. The Calais is extremely wicked, and all the nobles are over. The sixteen-year-old boy must be a soldier. I used to see her son several times when I sneaked into the barbarian. I pinched a ghost face a few nights ago and visited the old mother for him...may not be like that. However, the black light bonfire, her old eyes were dim, and it was mixed. I cried with her a headache, only said that I couldn’t bear to take care of my father’s old road... You see, my eyes are still not swollen, these two I have been covering things for a long time, Chen girl, do you have a special medicine for swelling?"

Chen Xiaoxue: "..."

Cao Chunhua shook her head and said to the moon: "How many tears did I shed against the skin of others? Oh, this is really..."

Chen lightly: "Hey? Did you hear it?"

In the cold night, a few nightingales screaming and screaming, the general manager started!

Chen lightly flicked open the window of the watchtower, an almost invisible silk thread hit from her fingertips, hanging from the tower, just enough for her toes to borrow.

Cao Chunhua took out a small pot of purple flowing gold from her arms, and poured it from the heights to the watchtower, making the illusion of oil leakage in the tower body, and then the location of the cable. The fierce fire is like a dragon, and the tower looks like a white scorpion in a flash. Chen smacked the fire from the watchtower and bounced the signal in his hand. The signal was straight up and down. Second, open a lightning-like white light - the white light is very special, it is not glaring in the vicinity, it is easy to be covered by the purple gold fire, only in the distance can distinguish the penetrating beam .

The ambushing Yi Yi saw from the clairvoyance and jumped up: "Master, start!"

Gu Yu’s long whistle, the eagle eagle as if the bat in the night, swiftly swept past, only heard the wind, no one.

Shen Yi couldn’t wait to rush out, think of something, and turned back. He said to Gu Yu: "Zi Zi, you came back from Jiangnan yesterday, and didn't take a break, you can't get it?"

Gu Yiyi, then smiled and said: "My God, how did you grow out of this pile of inexhaustible hearts? Do not care for me, watching Chen girl go - rest assured, can look at the Calais enchanting the turtle Going to the end of the road is more effective than any panacea."

There is also a voodoo secret that was hidden by the old madman. This is why Gu is afraid to hang on his lips and say that he does not dare to look forward to it, but he still wants to come and see it.

What if?

"If the ur bones really have a solution," Gu Yu said with a deep determination, "I went to the Huguo Temple to give the vultures a fragrant incense."

Chen was light and unparalleled. After landing, he disappeared immediately. The rebels of the 18th tribe wanted to make Calais murderless and silent. She did not want him to have a last word. Otherwise, who is going to go to the voodoo?

Cao Chunhua had to work hard, and ran halfway through it, and suddenly heard the whistling sound of Bai Hong’s bowstring.

Cao Chunhua looked up and looked at it. I saw the fire rising from the south. I know that the Xuan Tie Camp has arrived. I am afraid that it will not be long before it will directly break into the Bei Man defense line. And just for such a moment of distraction, look again, Chen Xiaoyan's figure has disappeared.

The guardian of the Wolf King’s account seems to be ordinary in Chen’s light. There are still half of the people going to engage in intrigues this evening. She didn’t bother to mix it in. After falling into the Wolf King’s flag, she first let A handful of scorpion guns rushed to the main account and went to the rebels, and then fluttered down, and God unconsciously succumbed behind them.

The rebels went unprepared to the main account, but Chen was faintly aware of something wrong on the way - she knew that there would be fewer people in the wolf's account this evening, but it didn't make sense to do so much.

Chen lightly rushed into the heart, and the knife slipped into the palm of his hand.

At this time, the rebels had arrived at the king account of Calais.

Suddenly there was a soft bang in the air. I saw that the well-ventilated main account was wide open, and numerous bows and short guns were exposed from the window door. At the same time, the ambush guards and hundreds of barbarian soldiers would copy them from the back bread. The unsuspecting rebels were blocked in the middle.