Sha Po Lang

In a word, Xuan Ying said Gu Yu’s spirit.

"Eagle," he asked in a low voice. "Are you really wrong?"

Xuan Ying: "The subordinates are guaranteed by the head of the item, and this can be confirmed."

"Eagle" is the most special of all the services. Although it is not the most fuel-intensive, it is extremely difficult to maintain and maintain. The Eagles need to be specially organized by the Lingyuan to maintain them every year. In comparison, the heavy armor is much more common. The escorts of the various armies and even the 蒯兰图 have several sets of leapfrogs. However, the "Eagle" formed in the territory of the girders is only one of the eagle eagle.

Where did these mountain eagle come from?

What have you stolen from Xuan Tieying!

Gu Yudi stood up and strode out. Apricot Lin was in a tight group. Fu Zhicheng, who was unloaded from the armor and five flowers, was in the middle. When he saw Gu Yu, he shouted loudly: "Great! Big! Handsome, I am!"

Gu Yu lifted his leg and gave him a foot. He was in the middle of his chest. Fu Zhicheng was a five-and-three-thick man. He was directly thrown out by him. A blood spurted his old high, and he coughed and rolled on the ground, unable to speak.

"What are you?" Gu Yu said coldly, "mixed things, you have a squad of rebels under the eyes, heavy armor, and Bai Hong is discharged from the second mile, even the "eagle" can be drawn, more than me. The Jiangnan Shuijun is still lavish, you can be really big, Fu Zhicheng!"

Fu Zhicheng rolled on the ground and looked surprised. It didn't look like a fake. He refused to argue: "Master, I swear to the sky, I don't know where their iron eagle came from, that is, my southern Xinjiang garrison has no eagle! "

Shen Yi whispered: "Grandma, I tried it for a night, and General Fu himself couldn't tell the origin of the Ziliujin. He only admitted that he called Jingxu to contact."

"The idiot with the tiger's skin, I thought I had a yellow-haired cat." Gu Yan-tung stared at Fu Zhicheng for a moment. "Re-exploration, the map is taken - all the whole team, ready to encircle the rebels, the southern Xinjiang garrison Temporarily taken over by me, the offender is disposed of by the military!"

He said that he reached out and hung his armor, but he touched the bow when he touched the bow. Only then did he think that his bow and arrow had been handed over to Chang Geng.

Gu Yu gave a slight sigh and asked, "What about Chang Geng?"

The quiet and empty people quickly passed through the long mountainous secret road, where individuals were waiting for him.

It is a tall man. The five senses under the steam lamp are like a knife. There is a deep law pattern in the corner of the mouth. I don’t see the exact age. I don’t think it’s the specific place of the Fanbang. In short, it’s not the Central Plains. He The face was tanned, and the skin that was exposed to the outside was wrapped in a layer of weather-beaten color. The eyes were slightly blue and staring at a huge sand table.

In the face of this person, Jing Xu showed a 12-point cautiousness: "Mr. Ya, will Gu Yu be fooled?"

"Mr. Ya" looked up and looked at Jingxu: "You may be able to lie to him, but it is impossible to drag him. When he was still a child, he was mixed on the battlefield. He only had to take a look and know. The steel armor that you fly in the sky and run on the ground does not have any fighting against the black iron battalion."

Quietly staying: "That..."

Mr. Ya erected a finger: "Remember that I told you that Xuan Tieying was built by three generations of poor nationals and is one of the world's top military. It is beyond our time. The murder weapon, you don't want to be able to fight with them. It will be like a giant slap in the face of a baby. What we have to do is to temporarily adjust the tiger to the mountain and drag them."

His fingers are lightly on the sand table: "Gu Yu will be led by our flying eagle and heavy armor on the bright side, although I can't drag him for a long time - but I just got a message, Fu Zhicheng helped you A busy, he pulled most of the garrison to the apricot forest. Now the internal defense of the southern Xinjiang garrison is empty, and the left-behind people don’t even know that you have turned your face."

Quiet eyes are bright.

"You just need to hide the people in the delivery box of Ziliujin every time you help Fu Zhicheng send the Ziliujin. The people in the southwest are not going to stop, and they will not be vocal, and they should be outside," Mr. Ya I made a cut-out, "A cup of tea can't finish, you can take the southwesterly weight."

There is a large number of Ziliujin in the southwestern part of the country. As long as one person is standing with a torch, let alone the Xuantieying, it is the gods who come and dare not go further.

"There is a tens of thousands of pounds of purple gold. Once it is burned, even Anding Hou can't afford this crime," Mr. Ya gently swayed the steam lamp hanging on the sand table, which made his eyes follow in the darkness. The flickering of the light and the mouth reveals an unclear smile. "You will have a lot of room to negotiate with the court."

Their plans are not inconspicuous, but at this time on the land of southern Xinjiang, there is another force that does not come out.

Chang Geng of Xingzilin received a second wooden bird before the army of Xuan Tieying did not move.

When the first one flew over, he was released by Chang Geng. Shen Yi did not even touch the root hair. Seeing the second fly in, Shen’s harp flowed three feet long, and the fart turned to the front and slammed into the hand: "His Highness, look at this... can I take it apart for you?"

Chang Geng gave him a good time. The wooden bird was really in a certain degree. He was caught in his hand. Apart from the soft and hard touch and the real bird, there is basically no difference.

Shen Yi held the gods in his palms and felt his heart faster: "It will nod and it will be a glimpse!"

"..." Gu Yu, "Mom, don't you be a shame?"

God bird is in hand, what is it?

Shen Yicai did not take care of him. He looked at the back of the wooden bird with intoxication and carefully looked for the organs on the belly of the wooden bird.

Shen Yi: "I opened it."

Chang Geng: "Wait, shake first..."

When he didn't finish his words, Shen Yi had already opened the organ on the belly of the wooden bird. The little bird's belly actually hides the mystery. Just after opening the cover, a group of papers bounced like a cannonball. The nose of the nose, almost knocked his nosebleed, and then could not wait to paste the general.

Shen Yi: "..."

A bird without a big palm has a piece of paper that covers the entire wall.

"You have to sway first," Chang Geng had the opportunity to finish his own words. "Because the bird's stomach is limited, sometimes they use "sea grain paper"..."

Shen Yi listened, regardless of the tears that he was thrown out, and he was still in his eyes, screaming and screaming: "Oh, sea paper! I know, it is a special technique made of paper, no matter how big. Can be pressed into a large pill, the ink is not dizzy, and it will take a long time to restore itself!"

There is nothing in the world that can stop Shen’s incessant explanations, and he can’t do it without any **** nose.

"Why didn't you open his mouth?" Gu Yu sympathetically thought, grabbed the murderous sea paper.

That is the drawing of the "Eagle". From the two wings to the golden scorpion, and even the mask armor, all of them are detailed and realistic, and there is a big "Ge" in the collection.

"This is the eagle on the mountain hand?" Although Gu Yu is not a long-armed division, but the various armor is his half body, familiar with it, can see at a glance what is the difference between the eagle and the mysterious eagle on the drawing, " I also cut corners too much."

Shen Yi took a look at his nose and said, "I think at least a lighter weight than the mysterious eagle, I am afraid to save fuel."

"The kite is more fuel-efficient." Gu Yu said, but his own voice was gone, and suddenly his look changed. "Slow!"

Although this flying eagle is an embroidered pillow, the designer is undoubtedly aware of the eagle, is it not clear that this armor has no fighting power? The other side hangs the eagle, which is undoubtedly a measure of the tiger's departure from the mountains.

The question is where is the "mountain"?

Fighting a snake to play seven inches, the southern Xinjiang garrison ... even Gu Kai's own seven inches where?

Gu Yu suddenly turned to Fu Zhicheng: "Where do you usually let the bandits send Ziliujin to where?"

Fu Zhicheng looked at the blood and looked at Gu Yu for a moment. He reacted to what was happening. His face showed a wandering look--a confession of the smuggling of purple money. Was it a crime of rebellion?

At this moment, Chang Geng gently said behind Gu Yu: "General Fu wants to be clear, the governor has died in your hand, and the grandson of the military has testified that the crime of rebellion against you is implemented anyway." What is the difference between a mortal person who died in the capital and died here?"

Fu Zhicheng has never seen such a gentle and elegant person in the presence of His Highness. When he sees this young man, he may suspect that he can't even move a water tank. However, at this time, he has no doubt that if he does not cooperate, then the scholar The four halls of the appearance can be said to have killed him.

Gu Yu said in a timely manner: "If you are willing to know each other, you still have the opportunity to sin."

Fu Zhicheng’s lips trembled for a long while, and he said with an unstable voice: “I’m not going to set up another place in the southwest. I directly let Jingxu send Ziliujin to the southwest, and I didn’t move to my house.”

Gu Yu straight up.

"Master!" Fu Zhicheng suddenly yelled at him. "The surname Fu’s life murders and arson, dig graves and dig graves, and all the wicked things have been done. They can be ordered to station in southern Xinjiang. They have been conscientious and have never had Two hearts! I am self-satisfied with the emperor, but now it has fallen to such a consequence, I do not know what other brothers and brothers know what they think! Master, what do you think in your heart!"

Gu Yu looked at him deeply.

For a moment, Fu Zhicheng thought he touched Gu Yu.

However, Gu Yu was neither provoked by his emotions nor angered. His face seemed to be covered with a mask that could not be penetrated by the storm. He turned and left: "What do I think, can you manage it?"

"Ji Ping, you take the mysterious eagle one step ahead, be sure to take over the southwestern squat before the thief, Xiao An -"

The young Xuan Tieying, who followed Chang Gung in the middle of the squad, was released.

Gu Yu: "Take a South Xinjiang garrison and attack the hills where the mountains gather."

Xiao An: "Yes!"

"Slow," Gu said. "Take their nails black and splash them with ink. You don't have to be extra-realistic and clever."

This hand was still learned by the monk, Xiao An was a glimpse, and immediately responded to the meaning of Gu Yu, ran away with joy.

The three major daggers in southern Xinjiang have already finished their own subordinates, and the quiet and sinister people look at the silent group of the birds. In an instant, they have also produced the pride of a thousand troops.

He hugged a hug and screamed: "The squadrons of the local garrisons are rampant, and the momentum is soaring. The Xuan Tieying is like a ghost crow, the Megatron is overseas, and the gimmick is strong. However, in the past ten years, Fujian and Jiangnan The Shui Jun has changed into a rebellion. Why?"

"If you are not faint, you are a sinister, and the sergeant is rampant. Why do I wait for the moth to fight the fire and give up my life? Today, my brother is forced to desperate, and his life is like a thousand ice, and there is only one dead end. No life can be found, I am willing to join in with my blood, to seek common cause, to have a blessing, to share the same difficulties!"

The mountains have been arguing for a lifetime, and the words they recognize are not as good as their own fingers. They are suddenly stunned by the sinister and arrogant, as if they have seen themselves in the princehood.

Jing Xu took over the wine glass handed over by one of the men, and dried it, and dropped the cup to the ground: "The success or failure is here!"

The mountains drank a strong drink, and the slammed the cup, and sneaked through the tight room.

Jing Xu looked back at Mr. Ya. This mysterious Fanbang was once a joint man from Nanyang when he smuggled Ziliujin for Fu Zhicheng. He lived in the Central Plains for many years and the city was extremely deep.

Mr. Ya listened to his "small army", and there was no trace of fluctuations on his face. The steam lamp extended his decree and deepened. He stood in the semi-dark and semi-dark places and looked like he was holding it. A plausible ironic smile.

For the first time, Jing Xu received a 10% gold flow from Fu Zhicheng. He wanted to sell it through Mr. Ya, exchange it for gold and silver, and slept on it every day. From then on, Mr. Ya would persuade him to These purple streams are left behind, and they are regularly transferred to another safer place, and then they begin to accumulate armor.

At that time, Mr. Ya had passed him, and his armor and money could not be placed in the same place.

In this way, this unpredictable Fanbang seems to have long anticipated the current situation.

Suspiciously, the head of the mountain scorpion suddenly came up with a question. He thought, "Is this Mr. Ya really just a snakehead smuggling purple?"

At this moment, one of his men suddenly reported: "Big brother, I saw the man wearing the black armor going to the place where the eagle stopped!"

The doubts that just sprouted in the heart of silence were overwhelmed by ecstasy: "Mr. Ya is right, they are fooled, and the white rainbow arrow is enabled. They can block them for a moment and then accelerate! Follow the plan to accelerate the army! Fast! "

At this point, a team of low-key escorts of Ziliujin was quietly approaching the southwestern squatting area. At the entrance, the headed man pushed the squad slightly and revealed his face to the squad leader. "It's me."

The lesser the smuggling of Ziliujin, the less people know the better. Therefore, the singularity of the singularity and the singularity of Fu Zhicheng are all fixed confidants, and the Guardian of the squad is South Xinjiang. In the garrison, he was responsible for the joint with the mountain. Fu Zhicheng asked him to never sing each time he picked up Ziliujin. He must be silent.

According to the usual practice, the captain of the guards was in front of the people, did not interrogate, and they waved their hands as usual, put them in, and walked with them to the Ziliujin warehouse, but this day, the guards walked. Two steps, the ghost made a lot of money and asked: "I remember that you just sent a batch a few days ago, how come so fast?"

The whole face of the mountain that was sent to Ziliujin was hidden under the brawl, and he said with a sullen voice: "This is a matter of adults and big brothers. How can I know?"

The Guards captain didn’t know what to do. Some of them were uneasy. They looked at the key and said, "I don’t want you to say that my family had taken more than half of the people’s hands and walked with him yesterday. No one knows what happened."

Dai Dou's foothills stared at him in the opening of the warehouse, subconsciously licking his mouth, rudely urged: "It's all errands, we don't know, open the door!"

The captain’s hand twisted the key suddenly, and frowned and went back: “How do I feel that you are today...”

His voice suddenly settled, because he saw a mountain that was holding a small scorpion at his throat three steps away.

The captain of the guard took a sigh of relief, and the mountain scorpions immediately knew that the east window had happened. They simply did not do two, and the head of the swaying hand, the short arrow on the small scorpion rushed into the squad leader’s throat. He was prepared to scream and scream and finally breathe a chance.

Dai Dou’s foothills stepped forward, grabbed the fallen captain’s body with his shoulders, and reached for the key on the warehouse door—

His heart is about to fight from the chest, as long as the door is opened, tens of thousands of troops from the south of Xinjiang, three thousand black iron crows, all of them are caught in his throat.

At this moment, he heard a scream in the ear, and the mountain scorpion wearing the scorpion did not recover from the excitement. He looked back subconsciously, but saw that his men were all frightened. It was only when I felt that my arm was not right—the hand that was holding the hand was pierced by an iron arrow that descended from the sky, and it was only one inch of flesh and blood with the arm!

Half of the hand broke the key of the warehouse tightly, not turning and blocking.

The mountain finally gave out a scream that was not like a human voice.

Just such a short delay, the eagle eagle that has arrived has been falling down. Shen Yi, who has not yet put away his bow and arrow, falls directly on the top of the Ziliujin warehouse. He touches the mysterious iron tiger symbol from his arms, and the rope is hung under the tiger symbol. Buy one get one free and hang the first shot of the typhoon.

He stood tall and stood up, and behind the eagle, the black wing was like a cloud. He said to the south garrison in the southwest squatting position: "The mysterious iron tiger and the drums are all in the air. Take the gangsters, take advantage of the martial law now, and the gangsters will kill the ground!"

The three southern Xinjiang daggers still don't know that things have changed. At this time, they are divided into three roads, with their men's hands drilling out from the ground, and rushing to the southwest.

At this moment, Jing Xu suddenly heard a sound of the golden stone, as if the heavy objects rolled down from the mountains and the rocks, he looked up subconsciously.

A human head wrapped in heavy armor rolled down the hillside.

The heavy armor was hidden in the Ziliujin **** car and wanted to sneak into the southwest.

Quiet and stiff -

I saw the southern Xinjiang garrison in the mountains and plains. The black iron armor was hidden in the meantime. The dense arrows pointed at them from the top of the mountain, and the other half of the quiet team was still in the secret road under the mountain.