Seeing this, the debt pipe in a wide black coat completely revealed the front and back of his body, and he rotated around on the spot and leaned in the direction of the temple, a thin and tall man, and his sallow and vicious face was full of doubts. Zhao Shui'er from Houhuashan couldn't help but feel very distressed when she witnessed this tragic scene from afar, she never expected him to be such a strong and loyal man in the whole time from knowing the cook on the edge of the long pine forest to Fang Cai!

"It has always been him who controls the cloth of life and death, and it has always been him who has driven the predecessor of the city guard to resist the enemy:

In front of the moat temple, on the way to the gate of the hexagonal eaves bamboo mansion, in the strange city that was dyed by the soft light of the pink rotating mirror! Or did he drive the city guard to avenge my father, and he also drove the city guard to rescue me from that strange city...... He was like the master of the cloth of life and death and the predecessor of the castle guard! I shouldn't have looked down on him before......"

Zhao Shui'er was extremely ashamed at this time.

Pang Yuexiang, the lord of Guyuan City, who was far away from the dilapidated moat temple and was stuck in the dust, slowly and weakly twisted the big braid behind him and turned his head, first with deep remorse to see the life and death cloth worn by himself disappearing, and then he also heard the sincerity of the kitchen worker hitting the shield with his life, at this moment his face was hateful and shocked, but he wanted the world to know about the city guards and kitchen workers who had been-