The Deity of War

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As everyone watched, the three gradually approached.

Miss Gongzi smiled and tried to make a serious scripture, but it was really funny, and she couldn’t control it. Some people laughed directly at the table.

The silly performance of the three people during the day was originally funny enough, and, apart from Huo Baima’s dog-like appearance, the remaining two, one obese and pig, the eyelids are simply two seams, the other is a The ugly knife face looks like a black and white pair.

People look more and more funny, even if it is always cold, sitting in the seat without saying a word, Qin Susu, this time also a hand to cover, gently smile, attracted to see this laughing son, a burst of heart.

"pretty……"

"It's beautiful..."

A lot of sons, aftertaste Qin Susu's smile for a moment, can not extricate themselves for a long time.

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It turns out that the most attractive girls here are not Ji Jinxue, but Qin Susu who laughs.

At this time, Huo Baima three people have already reached the center of the banquet, Chu Fu laughed. "Huo Shaoshuai brings two loyal guards, what is the program?"

Hey!

Huo Baima took out a long sword, and there was an unprecedented perseverance between his looks. "The white horse brought you a dance of an ancient song, "The Breaking." The soldiers brag about accompaniment and singing!"

"it is good!"

"I look forward to the birth of "Broken"!"

"The name sounds like a good thing! It must be a shocking work!"

Everyone touted, but they all waited to see Huo Baima jumping out of a **** or a normal dance, so I could make fun of it.

""Breaking the Array"?"

There was a curious look on the face of Ji Luoxue, and his eyes fell on the face of Huo Baima.

There are also some people who have an expectation for Huo Baima. It is a son of a handsome man who has lived in the army for 20 years. It is impossible for the waste to jump to the military dance. The two people behind are fat. At the end of the day, it is a good material to sing. Another knife is like a minority. The songs that are blown out should have a flavor.

"Hey..."

In the eyes of everyone, the knife and the face put a bamboo raft on the lips, and there was a chill in the faint music. It was like being in the desert.

As soon as the song rang, everyone was quiet. The single prelude was a fascinating piece, and it was definitely a very good song.

The fat man spoke up and heard a full-bodied song. "Drunk to pick up the light to see the sword, dream back to the corner and even camp!"

Hey!

In the moonlight, Huo Baima took two steps like drunkenness, then followed the moon in the sky, the left hand and the **** swept past the sword, the cold light, coupled with the generous voice sung by the fat man, and more imaginative. The songs, the people on the field, almost all felt that they had come to the military camp. There were sergeants who blew the horn and quickly gathered the army.

Miss Gongzi, who is outside the customs, has a deeper understanding of the natural experience of the Blowing Corner, while the people of Wangdu are more imaginative.

At this time.

"Eight hundred miles of 麾 炙 炙 , , , , , , , , 五十 五十 五十 五十 五十 五十 五十 五十 五十

Huo Baima suddenly formed a radical shape, and the long sword rushed to the front of Chu Tiankuo, a sword swung out!

Hey!

Just as everyone thought that Huo Baima was going to revenge Chu Tiankuo, he saw a huge piece of beef picked up from the table by Huo Baima, and then his hand waved a long sword, and countless swords flashed.

Of course, it was just a martial art of the first class, but through the ingenious spiritual control, the beef was cut into hundreds of pieces, and it was dropped by the spiritual support, and it was in the dish of every lady.

"The horse is made of Lu Fei, and the bow is like a string!"

Huo Baima dropped the long sword and jumped up to the air of a few feet. From the field, he was in the middle of the crescent moon, flipped his hand and took out a long bow, and quickly got a broken armor!

Tara!

In a bang, the broken armor was thrown out like a meteor, and went to the moon. The streamer that was brought up attracted everyone.

The snoring of the face of the knife and the face was also very urgent at this moment. If everyone felt that they were with the army, they would drink fine wine before the expedition, eat meat, and be in a chaotic battlefield, smashing the flags, fighting horses, swords and swords, countless Arrow rain has fallen...

"But the king of the world, winning the name of the body before the birth, poor white happens!"

Huo Baima slowly descended from the air, lifted the long sword that was inserted on the ground before, and wiped it with great care, and slammed it into the scabbard, hanging around his waist, showing a confident smile on his face, faint There was still a trace of desolateness, like a brave man who killed the enemy's 100,000-strong army. After returning from the triumph, he wiped away the blood on the sword and enjoyed the reward from the king. He stood under the west wind and grew old with the wind... ...

The song has been repeated here again, Huo Baima just keeps dancing swords, let the dazzling silver sword light shine on everyone's eyes.

"Drunk in the light to see the sword, dream back to the corner and even camp!"

"The eight hundred miles are divided into squats, the fifty strings are turned over, and the sand field is in the autumn!"

"The horse is made of Lu Fei, and the bow is like a string!"

"But the king of the world, winning the name of the body before the birth, poor white happens!"

The bleak song, the generous lyrics, and the dazzling dance made by the white horse with a silver armor, took the eyes of everyone on the field completely.

In the meantime, each of them became a warrior on the battlefield. As the army rushed to the battlefield, they fought bravely and killed the enemy. Gradually, the swords and blood were smothered and murdered, and finally they made meritorious deeds. They were personally rewarded by the king, but looking back, the west wind They are already blue and snow...

Chu Tiankuo took the sword in his hand, shivered slightly, and licked his own hair, and put it in front of his eyes, finally confirmed that he was still above the party in the snowfall.

Qin Mu looked at the three men in a silver armor, the funny armor, this moment is no longer funny, but solemn and solemn, such as the desert ice and snow is generally cold, Qi eyebrows provoke, Yanbei put down In the hands of the folding fan, countless from the Wangdu, Guanwai's son-in-law, even those young ladies are staring at Huo Baima, the pistachio used for fun, has been transformed into a white horse in a short time. , the general who galloped in the desert of the west wind.

A song fell.

The silence was over, and everyone could not escape from the imagination for a long time.

On the high floor.

An old and thin figure, staring at the courtyard with his hands on his back, the snoring of the singer, the singing, the sound of the voice, let him return to the younger time, until he is back in the morning when he dreams, he Through the window, I saw my reflection, and the frosty hair fell like a waterfall...

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