Is this man blind?

Han Xian, who can't see the gray face, can't he stump the handsome and extraordinary Wu Jitang who stands with a gun in his eyes?

Wu Jitang's smile stopped, but Han Xian's was not, how happy he was smiling, as for the gloomy face of the person called the city lord Lan Ying, as if he wanted to be faithful to his duty. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The city in his own hands has actually become this troublesome vice-virtue, so how can it be a happy thing on face.

With a deep lock of brows, his compassionate gaze swept over the humility who were still breathing, he sighed and said sadly: "Brother Qin Mu, it's all because the old brother is late, you can go with peace of mind, and the descendants of Qin Mu will leave it to me." With such a sincere look, a person must be a good person, at least that's what Han Xian thought.

Those who can still breathe in the ruins must have forgotten to breathe in shock and lost their most precious lives.

As Lan Ying said, he was indeed late, and his late arrival was precisely when the strongest man in Yiyang City changed hands, and what a sad thing it was.

The sadness in the corners of his eyes is so real, his fists are clenched tightly, how determined this person is, and the violent voice exploded again: "Everyone get out of Qin Mu Mansion for me, I will never allow others to defile my Qin Mu brother's family for half a point, and I will use this iron fist to smash his head." ”

This must be a good person, and he must be a good official.

In the ruins, the compassionate face and the clenched fist have to say that this is a very powerful man.

For some reason, the respect in Han Xian's heart suddenly rose, although the man's face made him dare not compliment, the beard on his face was really difficult to distinguish from the difference in hair, would this person be a good person, if there was no righteous shout, what was the difference between him and those who only wanted to rob the property.

The only difference is that he has a thick beard disguise.

Han Xian was laughing, and those who could still breathe were still laughing, who was the person who came, I couldn't understand it: "That's the city lord Blue Eagle, the great city lord!"

Who doesn't know that the man who once ruled Yiyang City, but it was the birth of a Qin Muhai on the land where the man used to stand now, which ruined all his glory, and made him lose the symbol of orthodox governance, Yiyang Peak has become the private garden of the Qin Mu clan, and he has also become the talk of the people before and after tea in a radius of 100 miles, what a thing to remember.

And isn't this the greatness of his blue eagle, abandoning the former idleness to faithfully defend his people.

Some people do it for money, and some people do it for fame.

Do wealthy people care about the feelings of famous people?

As long as he can still move, the shining thing will be dazzling enough, so who cares about him, only a foreigner like Han Xian, who doesn't know why, will derive some jaw-dropping sense of worship from Yiyang people.

The blue eagle had closed his eyes gently, and the expression on his face, full of compassion, was full of loss and sorrow, and the sigh was once again heard in the ruins.

There are so many people who have challenged their dignity, is it not enough to be guilty, or is it a different idea for him to be a blue eagle, his eyes drifted over Wu Jitang intentionally or unintentionally, in fact, he knew very well in his heart that this person in front of him was his real opponent, kill him, all the fame, all the benefits will be at your fingertips.

Everyone knew that if he was defeated, everything would be different in the future, and there was another sad sigh, and his eyes were completely closed, why did Han Xian find a deep sense of powerlessness in this man full of power.

Indeed, that's what he Lan Ying thought, and his somewhat haggard voice tormented Han Xian's heart: "Brother Qin Mu, I'm sorry for you, I don't have the ability to protect your Qin Mu people." ”

If you are careful enough, you will definitely be able to detect the slightest abnormality in the eyes of the blue eagle.

And what Han Xian found was not these, it was precisely the screams that came and went that made this person who had been rolling in flesh and blood unbearable.

Han Xian's expression froze in a daze, he must have forgotten to breathe so his face turned red like that, isn't it obvious what this person means, can you only scream helplessly, shouldn't that clenched fist be more important to stop the senseless killing, are you standing in such an accurate place and planning to be too late?

Han Xian had no choice but to admit it, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth at this moment must be disdainful.

Accompanied by the sad voice of the city lord, there are also those even more desolate screams, it can be said that now this huge Qin Mu Mansion, except for those who should have died a long time ago, all the people who can still be greedy do not take this man who is full of power and hypocrisy leaking seriously, and they all know very well in their hearts that maybe today is the biggest opportunity in their lives, how can they give up because of the hypocrisy of other people's words.

There must have been many who earned for fame, and their deep eyes saw not the treasures that had been poured out of the ground, but the throne that had always glittered in their hearts.

Direct people are always very unhappy, Blue Eagle's brows furrowed deeply, in fact, it was expected, and he knew very well in his heart that they would definitely come, and it was the biggest strange thing that such an opportunity did not come.

"I said Lan Lao'er, the city lord has not been in vain in the past few years, and he has actually learned so many glamorous things, which is really admirable. "Arrogant voices, of course there will be arrogant people.

"Hehe, you old man Bai is not dead yet, what are you doing when you are old, you are not afraid to follow in the footsteps of the old man Qin Mu, it must be your unfilial son who is afraid of death and pushed you up. These are the words that should come out of this man's mouth.

This is so natural, in fact, his blue eagle should really be pretending, but it can only be said that the papier-mâché noodle plate is really fragile, and an acquaintance will tear the skin himself.

The purpose of tearing his own skin is, of course, to pick up other people's flesh.

Lan Ying sneered, the gaze that looked at the old man surnamed Bai was more like a vicious wolf, although the person in front of him didn't have any meat, but he could quench his hunger.

Some words have always been a pain in the heart, especially for a person with such a white beard, this well-known thing, it is definitely a pain that cannot be mentioned in the heart, a few white whiskers hanging on the side of the mouth and the white hair on that end are trembling, and shouted: "Lan Lao'er, what do you have to be proud of, my Bai family is at least supported by the wind, although you are the lord of the city, but you have to have a mistake, I can take care of your descendants there." After speaking, he swept over Lan Ying's face quite proudly.

Others laugh and cry, others are angry and happy.

How do you suffer from this anger, you know the pain of others, how others don't know your own injuries, why do you work so hard, isn't this it?

Is it time to have a seizure, and what is the purpose of the attack, I know very well.

So this unbearable anger has to be swallowed into the stomach, the evil wolf has always been hungry, the evil brain has an idea, and secretly swears in his heart: "If you want to die alone, there is a chance, when the sun rises, tomorrow's Yiyang City is what I say, what a good opportunity, if you get the resources of a family, my grandson will have a greater chance of achieving the wind." ”

"Hmph, Bai Lao'er will wait and see. "The cold face is on the beginning of the night, and it really has a bit of evil spirit.

The old white man also snorted: "We'll see." ”

How other people's minds are not what they want most, the two of them should be very clear about each other's inner thoughts, and killing each other will be the best thing.

The reason why they didn't do it was because they all wanted to take it easy.

Han Xian's footsteps didn't dare to move for half a minute, Dengfeng himself had seen it, and there were cultivators who were stronger than the two people in front of him, but he had not been targeted by the powerhouses of Dengfeng Realm, and he always felt that there was a pair of hands pinching his throat, and he really felt that as long as others used a little force, his neck would definitely be broken.

I have to say that the two of them are really cautious enough, even a little person like Han Xian can spend a lot of effort to stare at it, but from Han Xian's broken clothes, there is a trace of suspicion like Wu Jitang.

"Poof. The sharp sound in the air shocked Han Xian, and his face was flushed suddenly, did the simple breath lock make him scared?

looked at Wu Jitang, did he regard himself as an outsider?

He didn't take the two people in front of him who were slightly higher than his cultivation a little higher than him for a while, his eyes never looked at them squarely, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth became even more obvious.

And these two people in the ruins saw it very really, but how dare they move, they hated Qin Muhai very much in their hearts, and they didn't even choose to commit suicide with the courage to fight, at least they had to fight a few tricks to make themselves see the reality, as for Qin Mucheng, in their opinion, it was completely another kind of suicide, and it was also useless.

A sharp roar actually made these two enemies of thousands of ages stand together, the two of them looked at each other, and they both found eagerness and eagerness in each other's eyes, if Wu Jitang rushed up now, these two people really had the idea of running away.

Wu Jitang looked at the two of them sarcastically and snorted coldly in his heart: ", you Qin Muhai are really smart enough, hmph, is this what Wuxiang really wants?"

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