When I returned home, the master was still anxious, and he didn't eat much, so he paced back and forth in the house.

Chen Bing used Chen Jian, a madman, to lure us away, and I don't know what conspiracy he had.

It wasn't until I got up the next day, when I went to wash my face, that Master was ready to go, and was pinning a large Puba pestle to his waist, and Pubu Dorjee didn't go to work, sitting on the sofa, wiping a short knife, Xiaohu also walked out of the influence of the Chen Jian incident after a night, and pinned two daggers to his waist and one on his trouser leg.

Is this posture going to war?

After washing up in a hurry, Master asked me to bring a Tibetan knife

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