Pulling Together a Villain Reformation Strategy

But when I said the export, even he couldn’t hear what he was talking about. In the north, the air screamed in the air, and a man’s blue-clothed sword rushed over, and the momentum was fierce, even to the black fog on his side. Was washed away.

The gesture he rushed out was very handsome, but the angle was smashed, and the timing was unfortunate. Seeing that under the cover of the black fog, the attack of Yunchao just greeted the coming, and Jiang searched for it, and he couldn’t think of anything. On a big tree, borrowed a force, and leaped into the air in the middle of the road. A sharp stream of spurs came out between the fingers, and the flying sword was shot down from the air.

Wei Xiuqi and Nie Yan screamed in unison: "Master!"

Jiang Molou is a master of the era. Although the black fog has blocked the line of sight and was accidentally hit by a sabre, the posture is still not chaotic when landing, and the feet are just on the ground and the sword is out of the way. Curse, straight to the sneak attack of the river.

At the same time, Jiang Xunyi was also a slogan of "The Fire Dragon Curse", and the two swords that the teacher came out of the same door smashed together.

The light blue plackets overlap, and when the two swords intersect, they suddenly screamed and broke through the sky. The Jiang Molou's wrists turned back and pulled back the sword front, indifferently carrying them, but when they touched the eyes, they smacked their eyes.

His cold face was so shocked that his head was shocked. The long sword fell to the ground, but he seemed to be unaware of it. He raised his hand and grabbed Jiang’s right shoulder. He said: "You!"

The thinness of the two people, the Haibo robes on the two people overlap, faintly like the old days, Jiang Molou almost felt a fire in his heart, but in fact it was just a hot **** rush The ground rushes through the chest, and under extreme temperament, it is unclear whether it is true that the illusion is true or the dream is awake.

Jiang Molou’s other hand was lifted with a few tremors. He seemed to want to try to touch Jiang’s face, so he couldn’t help but touch the skin on his chest.

Jiang Molou was like a bucket of cold water, and the fire in his heart suddenly disappeared.

It was the palm of the hand that was hung on his neck. Within half a year, his master and his brother were mourned. The head of the seal was taken away by the traitors in the sect, and then he returned to his hands after several twists and turns. The jade that is always hot or not is like a drop of cold heart blood, reminding him all the time, the sects are dying, no longer the same year.

Even if he stubbornly refused to take off the Haibo gown that year, he changed his head to suit the color, but what happened happened to be in the heart for a long time.

Jiang Molou lowered his eyes, his chest undulating, and he used his best perseverance to keep his own waves and slowly let go of Jiang’s shoulders.

It’s not just him who is dysfunctional. It’s such a face-to-face encounter that Lianjiang’s search for it is awkward. Compared to Yunchao, he’s naturally a little alert to Jiang’s house, and his mind hasn’t turned around yet. Has blurted out: "Murray?"

The imaginary surprise was completely touched. Jiang Molou just released his hand on his shoulder and pressed the hilt. He murdered and said: "Who are you? Dare to pretend to be my brother!"

Jiang seeks: "...what do you think?"

Jiang Molou looked deeply at Jiang’s search. Du Heng and his appearance were exactly the same, but the difference in nuances was still there, so Jiang Molou refused: "You can never be him! He is already dead. !"

When I don't want to recognize my identity, someone is forcing him to recognize it. It will be hard to say it himself. People still don't believe it. This is also convincing. Jiang Xingxin said: "Well, you don't believe..."

The cold is not caught behind, and the cloud rests quietly to the river desert corridor: "Jiangzhangmen can think so much better, I hope you will remember the words of today, don't come up again."

Jiang Molou was rigorous in his small character. The words "miracle" and "coincidence" sounded like him to the British bird language. He believed that he was dead and died. The people in front of him must be dressed up like this. The conspiracy, the result of the cloud rest to the side of the station, said a word, but he hesitated.

Jiang Molou's face is always like a snow-covered, bitter and deep-faced face. The hidden is full of entanglement. His eyes turn around between the two people. Jiang finds his heart and can't bear to say: "Oh, look at what." Look, I grew up with you from a young age, and you actually can't even recognize it. Well, when you were five years old, you wanted to eat the tribute that the teacher gave to the ancestors, and I was embarrassed..."

Jiang Molou's conditional reflex is the same: "Shut up!"

Yun Xie’s smile is a bit gloomy. Jiang’s search for him can’t be found in front of him. When he meets Jiang Molou, the whole person seems to have relaxed. This unconscious difference is worse than Jiang’s bad attitude. Even more unbearable for him.

Jiang Molou’s “shut up” exit seems to realize what happened, and the voice shook a little: “...you really didn’t die!”

Jiang Xunyi did not have a good air: "This breath, very disappointing?"

Jiang Molou's lips were swaying, and he didn't say anything for a while. Instead, Jiang searched and smiled. He shook his head and sighed, and three points were helpless.

This picture of "hands-on tears, no words to confuse" almost wants to see the myocardial infarction in the cloud, he took a deep breath, and heard the loud noises in the distance are getting closer and closer to the tide.

The color change of Jiang Molou: "Well, I forgot, it is the old man... You, what are you doing? If you forget, let me go!"

He was not good at words. Under the excitement, he was unspeakable and unclear. He just grabbed Jiang’s hand and asked him to leave. Even the two apprentices forgot about it.

Jiang searched: "Wait a minute, I haven't figured out the case here... you should explain it first!"

Yun Xing angered: "Jiang Mo Lou! You are when I am dead?"

The words of the two people are mixed together. Jiang Molou did not hear anything. He just wanted to talk. There was already another person behind the sword. He laughed in the air and said: "Jiang Jiangmen, what are you running... Jiang Looking for, you are not dead?!"

The tone of the last six words suddenly increased, and then a figure suddenly fell in front of a few deadlocked people.

Jiang Xunyi heard this voice and suddenly understood what Jiangyinlou’s words meant. Unfortunately, he was too late. He turned his head and half of a white face was hidden in the shadow of the big tree, cold and authentic: "Feng Xue."

His face doesn't have that kind of ridiculous, like a smile, and the whole person's temperament suddenly becomes gloomy. When the black and white eyes are looking at others, the gaze is like two cold electricity, sharp and pressing. On the contrary, the original imposing Feng Xue stepped back.

The four major surnames of the comprehension, Du, Feng, Yue, and Han, he is the owner of the family. He has been famous for a hundred years. Although it seems like an old man who is over the ages, the strength cannot be underestimated. Lingtai’s eyes are very unsatisfactory, the cloud is calm, the mind is turning, and the Jiangmo Building, which is the head of the school, is not known. Why do these two people appear in this wilderness at the same time, and they recognize the river? Looking for it.

However, although the situation is difficult to get, he still feels that this is not bad. After all, no one wants to let his sweetheart bury his name for a lifetime. If no one is forced, Jiang Xing is afraid that he will never be willing to admit who he is.

Jiang Molou and their two stations are closer, whispering in an objective and flat tone: "After half a month, Xuanyuan re-emerged from the rivers and lakes, and the Yangzong sects fell into the prison valley." Everything is a big event, so the heads of the major sects in the realm of the realm held a meeting in the 20th mile of the prisoner's valley, and they felt that they were so angry that they had come to see it... so I was the earliest Come, then about everyone will arrive."

In the last sentence, even his tone could not reveal a subtle bitterness.

Wei Xiuqi and Nie Yan were not used as background plates. It was not until a while that they couldn't believe their ears. Wei Xiu quietly said: "I didn't... I didn't get it wrong? The predecessor is Master Bo? No wonder... it’s no wonder so powerful!”

Nie Yan was so stunned that he could hardly answer his answer. Of course, he himself was also confused: "Isn't Master Bo is not lost? Isn't it killed by Yunxi?"

He was a little excited when he was excited. Rao is now in a state of emergency. Yun Xie is still taking a bit of effort in his busy schedule. He looks back at Nie Yan and realizes that this person does not like to talk. It must be because his heart knows. I am a great person, so I am ashamed to speak.

Hearing Jiang’s intention to go to Jiang’s desert corridor: “This group of people is not in the right place. It’s just that you can’t bring me what to do. Instead, you’re not doing well. Let’s take two apprentices to avoid it.”

Jiang Molou gaze at the river to find meaning, faintly said: "That is impossible."

The cloud rushed upwards, and the cool road said: "Don't argue, all come, we can't run a few." He had been doing whatever he wanted. At this time, he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and he raised his hand and said hello: "Liu Zhangmen, Du Jiazhu, Cheng Laozi... Hey, everyone is coming? This trip is quite fast!"

Jiang seeks: "..."

Jiang Mo Lou anger said: "Cloud break, you are here to fill a good person, you stand on their side, don't be so close to me and my brother!"

Yunqi hasn't talked yet. Feng Xue, who has been hanging for a long time, can't stand it for a moment. He is angry and said: "Jiang is looking for! You are this thief! Traitor! I didn't believe that Yunxi would kill you, this time. What is it that makes the tricks escape? If you don’t accept it, I will accept you!"

He pulled out his sword: "Don't think that if you pretend to die, it will be revealed. You used to be strong (harmonious) violence with my daughter, and the old man and your enemies don't wear the sky!"