“Because the Queen Mother agreed to stay with me for one night.” Tran Hi said.
"Owner." Seeing Truong Ninh enter, the beautiful maid respectfully bowed.
“Thank you, little benefactor.” Old Ni smiled and said.
Right after that, the gray shirted man saw a bag of soil and wanted to throw it into the grave, but in the end he held back. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't hesitate, but the beggar god is a person worthy of respect.
Although the eight-person team could even compete with the tenth master on the ground list, eight people had no chance of winning against Shang Xiuyuan.
Because all famous families are headed by Cong Ninh Quoc. In addition to Ly Thien Ninh, Ninh Quoc Cong palace also has many people stored, whose strength is difficult to fathom.
"I know." Truong Bach Cong said before sinking into the water.
So the first reaction of the prodigal son Tianya was not to believe it.
The gate is old and worn out, in front of the door there is an old yellow dog squatting. This old yellow dog is old and cautious. But when it sees someone coming, it will be full of energy and bark continuously.
They say they're fighting, but actually they're being slaughtered.
Yan Ziyun went outside the manor and to the riverbank. Young Master Fengyun was already waiting on a small boat. Yan Ziyun got on the boat and stood at the bow.
In such a place, killing Wuyang Marquis Jin Taisu was as difficult as climbing to the sky.
But Truong Ninh hadn't taken a few steps yet, slightly frowning. Because from a large mansion nearby, someone suddenly flew into the air and landed on the roof, hands clasped behind their back, looking at the city.
If this unborn child can follow Zhang Ning to read and read, for Ding, it is truly Amitabha, and Buddha has blessed him.
It might be a coincidence, but it might not be a coincidence.
These people have been imprisoned for countless generations, only knowing how to eat, work and be eaten.
Truong Bach Cong did not get angry but smiled, then nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will not use this favor to force you to repay it. Farewell."
Truong Ba Cong took out a Buddha necklace from his chest. The Buddha necklace was simple and dull, nothing out of the ordinary. Zhang Baigong put the rosary in Zhang Ning's hand and spoke sincerely.
Ly Tieu Cau did not dare to be disrespectful, he stepped forward to bow: "I am Ly Tieu Cau, deacon of the Than Dao sect. I wonder why Master Nguyen Quang came to our sect?"
The incident caused by the Blood River Divine Art this time is definitely a rare major event in Jianghu in recent years. Previously, Badaomen was defeated by Wuwang Pavilion, the Guangyuan Tie Family extermination event, compared with the Xuehe Shengong incident, had a big difference.
It doesn't matter if Lieu Tu Tu gives orders, she nodded and said: "Okay."
It quickly ran away, and the white snake disappeared.
"This is not surprising. After all, the court had previously spread a net to kill Duong Tuyet Son. Obviously, the nine thousand year old was also very concerned about blood river magic."
“Shenyue, let's go back.” A man said to a woman.
That girl was young but had already mastered the Sword Emperor's swordsmanship. Now these swordsmen feel ashamed and frightened every time they think about it.