"Are you crazy? My father brought you down to practice, but he didn't want you to collapse Kyushu into the sky!" Bai Lan looked at Qingqiu Yao with Le's big teeth exposed, and he had the urge to shoot him to death—the number of Nine Darkness Xuanxiao Quiet Annihilation Divine Thunder he brought down was enough to blow up Kyushu and the four ancient seas more than seven times!

Qingqiu Yao triumphantly pointed to the god thunder jade talisman piled up into a small mountain and said: "This is not a valuable thing, except for the Nine Darkness Xuanxiao Qingjing Annihilation Divine Thunder, what do you lack to take by yourself, walking outside, you can't be bullied by others and swallow your anger, right?" Seventy percent of the officials of the Immortal Realm Craftsman Manufacturing Department are all from the Qingqiu Clan, and what they are best at is to use the least resources to create the most lethal strategic resources, and one Nine Darkness Xuanxiao Pure Annihilation Divine Thunder needs the power of a small star's starfall, but the craftsmen of the Qingqiu Clan can use the power of a small star's starfall to create three Nine Profound Heaven's Pure Annihilation Divine Thunder! What kind of concept is this? Ling Tianlan gave them sixty percent of the strategic resource raw materials! These deducted resources have all become strategic resources in the treasury of Qingqiu Country!

Smash it, smash it, smash it, and without regret, wave it and collect all the things that Qingqiu Yao took out into the Nether Order!

Qingqiu Yao looked at the hill that had just become a hill, and the brilliant Divine Thunder Jade Talisman disappeared, and a sharp pain came from his heart, and he cried out heartbreakingly: "Boss, you don't pay attention to morality in doing this! You take as much as you want, you have a little wife for the little brother!"

Bai Lan kicked Qingqiu Yao with a smile: "Take it all, I don't believe it, the third prince of Qingqiu Country only brought out such a little thing! When my father went to Qingqiu Country, he saw that your father had emptied one-third of the treasury!"

Qingqiu Yao immediately shut up, and the smile was piled up on his face: "Boss, I don't feel distressed, what my brother says, use it, it's not enough, I still have it here." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Remembering the ferocity of the two of them when they beat Yan Qing and Bai Lan, he decisively betrayed his dignity.

glanced at Qingqiu Yao thoughtfully, sighed lightly without regret, and waved his hand The black burial spirit entered Qingqiu Yao's eyebrows, things can't be taken for nothing, but he is poor and white, and what he can give, I'm afraid it's only Luo Huan's wind killing technique, right? Anyway, Qingqiu Yao doesn't have a funeral ghost wind in his body, and he can't cultivate the wind killing method, and it is not a bad choice to give him this exercise to improve his strength.

"Huh?" Qingqiu Yao sighed lightly, his pupils suddenly turned dark cyan, and countless large and small wind whirlwinds appeared around him, and his spiritual power was drumming, and he actually began to comprehend the Dao in the Wind Killing Technique in an instant!

"What a terrible exercise, boss, this is your wind killing technique? What a terrible exercise, an exercise that has not yet attained the Dao system, if it is a wide range of doors and courts to recruit the creatures of heaven and earth to practice this exercise, I am afraid that it will not take 10,000 years for the Hongmeng True Realm to completely become a wind world where only wind spiritual power exists!" Qingqiu Yao muttered, a little inspiration, his comprehension of the rules of the wind instantly became a lot more transparent, only to feel that the body was cold, there was a gentle wind into his body, circulating all the veins of his limbs, the body of the light Qingqiu Yao let out a long roar, a small storm appeared beside him, the wind swept the leaves, and the yellow sand was blurred.

Unrepentantly, he looked at Qingqiu Yao: "I don't have anything on me that can be given to you, and this exercise is only me and the wind killing guards around me in the Ten Thousand Realms to practice, and you can take it to enlightenment." Luo Huan comprehended this wind bone wind foehn wind killing trick from the burial spirit, and he didn't know how many people had been favored by the funeral spirit ghost wind before him, and he couldn't cultivate the wind killing trick without the burial spirit ghost wind This is what he knew, so he would give the wind killing trick to Qingqiu Yao with confidence.

Qingqiu Yao shook his head: "The family doesn't talk to each other, this wind killing trick is the treasure at the bottom of your box, you are so relieved to hand it over to me, my Qingqiu Yao is not a guy who doesn't know what to do, you lack those things, just ask me to get them, I still have some here." ”

No regret nodded, seeing that Bai Lan put away his Han Ze Kunlun, several people walked into the hut again, this time with a touch of coldness on their faces, if it is said that it is a monk who oppresses Lao Lin, then it is reasonable, after all, the monk's talent and spiritual root are higher than that of mortals, and they have a reason to oppress mortals if they have proud capital, and in this regard, it is reasonable not to regret helping Lao Lin kill people, but do the people of Dongfu have cultivation? Although there are a lot of martial artists in the entire Buyang City, but the spiritual sensers are basically insulated from Buyang City, one side of the water and soil raises the other side, and there is no spiritual vein, so there will be no monks, so why is there such a thing!

"The blood pattern system supports us veterans, and we have been fighting for half our lives, just to get the blood pattern rewarded by the state lord and ensure that we can be supported for the rest of our lives, so we have joined the army for generations, on the one hand, to protect our hometown land from being encroached upon, and on the other hand, to repay the blood pattern for bringing a stable life to our descendants. After Lao Lin was silent for a long time, he said that he was not the first of the Lin family to join the army, and his son would not be the last, although he did not have great military merits, but he was also a good citizen of the generations, a military family: "The times have changed, I think that my old Lin family produced a four-pattern commander, who once went on an expedition against the Dongyi rebels, and was rewarded with 100 acres of land and 30 gold ingots by the king! Later, people were not angry, and most of them had the same blood lines as me, and they also had three acres of land, and it was not a problem to support their families! Our children and grandchildren have public schools to study, and medical officers when they are sick! We live a stable life!"

"But. No regrets answered.

"But the current city lord is not as good as the first term," Fan Zi sneered: "After taking our land and cutting off our grain, my grandson has to pay tuition fees for school, and the books have book fees, and the lecturers have lecturer fees, this is forcing us to die! Without the fields, we with good arms and legs can still go out to work and earn money to support our children and grandchildren, but what about those ruined brothers! Who will support them! Wait for death! The city lord clearly said that it doesn't matter! We want to farm, and we must receive it from the city lord, one acre of land, ten ingots of silver, twenty years! If you sell all the things that have been grown in 20 years of one acre of land, it's not enough for ten ingots of silver!"

"Your injury, they hit you?" Bai Lan said with his eyelids raised.

Fanzi nodded: "There are more than 300,000 households in Buyang City and our brothers who have retired from the army, more than 300,000 households! What about our fields? What about our silver? No! Only the brothers who went to the royal city have been rewarded, and those of us who have no chance to enter the royal city to be entitled, can only drink the northwest wind, there is no field, no silver, only this small house as a place to live!"

The unrepentant body trembled, a strong smell of blood emanated from the body, the soldiers on the battlefield fought desperately with the enemy, they sold their lives, they shed blood, they gambled their lives to fight for the king, they should not be treated unfairly, just being designed by their own people behind their backs, it is enough to crush the officials of the entire Buyang City to vent for them! He has a special affection for the soldiers and the army, and he likes those uneducated reckless and coarse goods who are full of swearing! Because they live simply, they have no scheming, indifferent to fame and fortune, and sincere and hot-blooded!

"There are more than 300,000 households, there are 20,000 brothers who are missing arms and legs who can no longer find a livelihood, there are brothers who are good to talk about, there are family businesses that are good to say, and what should we do if there are no brothers and parents to support!

"Needless to say, take me to see you blood-streaked brothers. He got up suddenly, walked out of the hut without looking back, and Bai Lan's angle was just right to see the black magic patterns slowly winding out from under his white skin.

The whole street and twenty-four alleys are full of dilapidated courtyards, and he does not regret walking over one by one, looking at each family, the two sleeves of the long shirt are slowly twisted into pieces by a whirlwind, revealing his wheat-colored, knotted muscles, his fists are tight, and he feels the withered blood with all his heart, which is the current situation of the soldiers who have done their best to shed blood for Ganzhou, one by one, because of the emaciation of the battlefield and the hurtful behavior of the officials of Buyang City, almost half a step into the ghost gate.

"Deserve to die. He said two words.

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