On the road leading to Qingfeng Village, a large group of people and horses are moving forward.

The young master of Qiyun Village rode a bloody horse, held a spear, and wore battle armor, majestic and majestic.

Of course, he is just playing prestige, and it is not difficult to see from his physique that he spends all his time practicing on weekdays eating, drinking, and having fun, which is why he has raised this body of fat.

A real master, in the back.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and many people rushed out of Qingfeng Village with their guys.

"Hey, here?"

The young master sat on the sweaty BMW and did not panic at all.

He looked at the dozens of people in front of him condescendingly, and said with a sneer: "I have to."

Chapter 231 of "Urban Medical Martial Supreme" You are in such a good shape You are in the middle of a hand-hit, please wait a while,

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