The more Mrs. Huan thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't help but be alone, and finally she was so happy that she let out a jagged and piercing "cruel smile......

"Boom Guy ......"

Tom Chen, the old driver of the king of the floor, seemed to be hanging, he could close his eyes directly when he fell asleep, and escaped from the hall that shook the ashes, and laughed wildly while running:

"The weather is dry, the weather is dry, fire prevention and robbery, plus neuropathy...... Quack!"

This scene, directly to the twenty-six dead soldiers guarding the door, will never grow in their lives-

"The master is really in the people, he can fall asleep and wake up with a smile, the point is that he can still run......"

Qin Liu looked stupid, and sighed in surprise! But he still didn't understand - the weather was dry, fire prevention and robbery, plus neurosis, what did it mean?

Mrs. Huan turned her head sideways, glared at Qin Liu, who was looking around and had a long neck, and suddenly asked:

"Qin Liu, look at these veterans of the Takeda family, tell me what you think?"

When Qin Liu heard this, he immediately responded:

"I feel that the obsession of the Racecourse Xinfang for defending the city is higher than that of all of us, so he will stick to defending the city to the end. ”

Mrs. Huan frowned secretly, and then asked:

"In the Warring States Period, it was normal to betray everyone around you, right?

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Qin Liu's face was smiling, and his expression was as round and full as a freshly baked hot baked cake.

However, the doorway that Qin Liu's mouth talks about can also be called the head of the way, and his insights are extraordinary:

"The racecourse letter room is gray-haired, and it won't be a good life for a few years, even if it rebels, it may not be successful, and if it is not good, it will be ruined.

For the family after his death, having two hearts is more than worth the loss......

In particular, among the old ministers of the Takeda family who supported the lord's ascension to the throne at the beginning, this horse farm letter house helped the most. ”

"This, this is what you think, say?"

Mrs. Huan's face was directly distorted after hearing this, and she almost forgot the luxurious beauty of her face that she paid attention to every day......

I saw her, with her mouth wide open, dumbfounded and looking at Qin Liu, who was like a silhouette like mud legs, speechless!

An ordinary Great Qin Immortal Iron Guard is so insightful, extraordinary!

Qin Liu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, raised his hand and touched the back of his head embarrassedly, and grinned:

"When I came over, my lord said to me, 'If Madame asks me about the Racecourse Letterhouse, I will repeat his words to you. ”

"Liu Eighteen, you bastard bastard, dare to play the old lady?"

Mrs. Huan didn't care about the image, and split her two big beautiful legs with the dark legs of the uncovered bottoms, and jumped on the spot!

It's a pity that the apron under the white kimono can't cover her shame as fast as she jumps......

"Gollum ......"

Qin Liu opened his big mouth, and a long strip of saliva poured out of the corner of his mouth, but it was the floor that suffered.

Long............

Not only Qin Liu, but even the more than 20 guards at the door, all of their eyes were as wide as cow eggs, glowing with a hint of seeping blue light......

Qin Liu felt that his life was worth it, but he didn't expect that he had turned back to the human realm, and he would have the opportunity to see such a beautiful scenery after he could breathe......

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Liu 18............ Build your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

Mrs. Huan jumped and jumped, playing with various shrewd postures, and scolded Banlan Tea Street.

Then, she felt a little uncomfortable and the soles of her feet were hot, and when she turned her head in confusion, she found that she was crowded with more than two dozen "floor kings" who were struggling and salivating, full of big eyes.

"You guys who have been holding back for thousands of years of old soy milk, have you seen enough of the old lady?"

Mrs. Huan's scalp was numb, her qi and blood were surging, and her clever tongue was like sucking a big board in the northeast......

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