Thousand Blades of Death

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Before, it was because they felt that there was no way to live. They just wanted to be happy, but now it is different, because they did not say to let them pass a word, and let them go. The desire for survival of the three of them suddenly came to their hearts.

"Tell you the Archbishop of Persia, if my horse was in Mingjiao for a day, then you, Archbishop, don’t want to meddle with my Mingjiao, otherwise, don’t blame my Mingjiao for destroying your Persian Archbishop, I have a bad temper, If the leader of your general teaching doesn’t listen to me, then let him come to me Ma Yuan, I will let him know, what is called extermination!" Those murderous eyes stared at three people.

"Okay, okay, okay, me, me, I will definitely pass this sentence to our leader, Master horse, you can rest assured." The Liuyun messenger was stared at by Ma Yuan's murderous eyes, and he could not help but cold sweat, he It just feels like being stared at by a lion who has not eaten for ten years.

"Huh." Ma Yuan instantly withdrew his murderous anger, gently hummed, and waved his hand.

The three of the Yunyun Messenger did not feel the murderous murderousness of Ma Yuan, and they were relieved in their hearts. They were also afraid that Ma Yuan could not hold back for a while and cut them off. When the three saw Ma Yuan waved their hands, they immediately understood The meaning of Ma Yuan.

The three men saluted Ma Yuan, but hurried toward the shore.

"Wait." There was a voice, and the three of them suddenly felt as if they had been acupunctured. They didn't move at all.

"Your posture is too ugly, I look uncomfortable, when you walk, be more elegant, if you don't, do you need me to teach you?" Ma Yuan's voice slowly entered the ears of the three people .

"No, no, we won't be the master of the horse." The three men waved their hands again and again. They heard Ma Yuan shouting that they were just this matter, and they all gave a sigh of relief. Just now they thought Ma Yuan repented.

The three of them walked slowly towards the shore. After walking through a hill, the three looked back and saw that the hill had blocked the solid line of Ma Yuan. Step by step toward their boat.

Now that Ma Yuan is no longer visible, they are still elegant and inelegant, and their lives matter. After the three of them ran to the ship, the TV lay on the ship's board, and the three gasped for breath.

"Liuyun, the man named Ma is too scary. I am afraid that this martial art is invincible in the world. Fortunately, he needs us to talk, or else we all have to die." Among the three, the only woman, Said.

"Actually, I still think that the surnamed Ma is in a good mood. Otherwise, do we still need to keep the three of us? After he killed two of them, which of the remaining people would be the messengers? Isn't it the same? Want me to say, Before we do anything in the future, we still have to inquire about it, otherwise, we will encounter the same person as today, I am afraid that there will be no such good luck to survive." Liuyun messenger with seven points With emotion, after three points, he said to the two.

"Yeah, we have to be more careful in the future, let's go quickly, I don't want to bring it on this island now." The beautiful wind messenger with broken palms said.

The two nodded and drove the ship towards the Persian Archbishop. The three of them never wanted to come to the Central Plains again. The Central Plains was too scary. If it were not for their lives, I am afraid they All three confessed to the Central Plains.

Ma Yuan quietly watched the three slowly drifting away, and waited for the three to cross a hill, and they could no longer see the three, before returning their gaze.

Ma Yuan looked at the Golden Lion Lion King and the Purple Shirt Dragon King. He couldn't help but bow his head and became silent. After a while, Ma Yuan raised his head again.

"Thank you Lion King, King Dailong, you two shouldn't be fighting anymore. I want to hear what you two mean. The enemy is not suitable. What is the matter? Put them on the bright side, you are all my guardians. Dharma King, if you are killing each other in this way, then I will exercise the right of the leader." Ma Yuan glanced at them and said.

"Also, King Dailong, restore your original appearance. I looked at you like this, and it was very uncomfortable." Ma Yuan glanced at the Purple Shirt Dragon King and said.

The Purple Shirt Dragon King took a deep look at Ma Yuan and hesitated. He had been looking like this for more than ten years, and he really didn't want to let his face of the alluring world return to the world.

"Don't hesitate, take off the leather mask." Ma Yuan saw the hesitation of the Purple Shirt Dragon King and couldn't help it.

The Purple Shirt Dragon King slowly tore the human skin mask off his face. Suddenly, an alluring face was revealed. Although the Purple Shirt Dragon King was forty years old, but looking at this face, I don’t see it. If it’s an unaware person, I’m afraid I thought it was a little girl in her twenties.

"It's worthy of Xiao Zhao's mother, it seems that Xiao Zhao inherited your beauty." Ma Yuan said with emotion, he already knew that Zishan Dragon King and Han Qianye were Xiao Zhao's parents, so Instead of letting Xiao Zhao follow Ma on Lingshe Island, she asked her to wait on the boat. In order to fear that Xiao Zhao would follow, Ma Yuan let Zhou Zhiruo stay with Xiao Zhao.

After listening to the Purple Shirt Dragon King, his face changed and changed. How could he know that Xiao Zhao was his daughter? Can it be seen on the face? Although she has not seen Xiao Zhao for more than ten years, when she was a child, Xiao Zhao was nothing like him, but like his father, Han Qianye.

"Sorry, Master Ma, I don't know what you are talking about." The Purple Shirt Dragon King refused to admit it.

"King Dailong, you know what I know. I don't care if you admit it. I know it anyway, and Xiao Zhao is on the ship we came in." Ma Yuan said not surprisingly.

"What, are you serious?" The Purple Shirt Dragon King was surprised. She hadn't seen her daughter in more than ten years, and she missed it too.

"Really, why? Do you want to see her? Now he is my maidservant." Ma Yuan smiled and said.

The Purple Shirt Dragon King was not talking. Xiaozhao hadn’t seen her since she was sent to the Persian Archbishop, but now Xiaozhao dives into Mingjiao, and she definitely has her plan, she doesn’t want to disrupt her. plan.

"Oh, by the way, look at my brain. Xiao Zhao is now a new generation of saints in the Persian archbishop? Your previous saint should have arranged for her, eh, am I talking a little too much? "Ma Yuan looked at the Purple Shirt Dragon King with a smile. ,, ..

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