Governor's Illness

The mountains have been snowing, and Xia Hou wrapped her knees and sat in the gallery. I will come back early this time. The guy is afraid of cold, I don't want to hurry in the winter, just want to lying in the nest. But now the snow on the hill is getting bigger and bigger, and I don't see the figure of his mother.

Should she bring my sheath? When she left, the leaves of the mountain were red, and she raised the jug and shook the red leaves and walked into the depths of the red leaves, like an boundless fire. Xia Hou shouted that she remembered her sheath, "sheath" is the admission of the Galak assassin to the Assassin, when the assassin has to defeat, the sheath will cover the assassin to escape. After all, a qualified assassin is too rare, especially the peer-free knife such as Xia Hou, if there is one in cases, it is not small for the poor organization like Galai. Xia Hou, didn't look back, just put a swing, and said that this is siege.

It has been three years after the first independent assassination of Xia Houzhen. He learned three years ago, he did that time he was running, and fifty-one whip is his maiden, and therefore falls to the root. That time I got a good night, I was in front of him. He knew that Xia Houzhen did not fight, she was my heart, but she was a flesh. Between the night, he seems to know something, he is going to do sales, no longer complain.

Three years, he broke three knives. In addition to the sphers outside the gamwalker, the rivers and lakes are used to call them, but they can change the knife in Xia Hou, no one knows who is not the name of the assassin, some people secretly stately He is an unknown ghost.

Xia Hou looked at the empty courtyard, and did not come from the place of mind. Get up into the house of Xia Hou, let her library. The book is piled up in the bed, most of which she doesn't know where to search. Xia Hou took a while to find her assassination instrument.

The little smashing is dense, and Xia Hou is ignorant, sitting before it is sitting.

Xia Hou is killing is the Zhuanglius will will will will will will will will will will will will will will will will will will will will will will will Liu. This name Xia Hou listened, he is a recognized knife master on the rivers and lakes. Refameting again, since this is a famous day, no one will dare to face his blade.

However, when Xia Hou, when he heard this name, those people were not commended this person's great achievements. You must know that the rumors of the square are not to bring people who want to enter non-non-unparalleled peach coats.

It is important to say that this will will fight out of his life, but planted in his backyard. His wife is in groups, and the emperor is still too much. He is also a woman, and he is divorced, and he often lets the play team sing songs in Zhuangzi.

One day, one day is not very pet, listened to the "Xixiang", and resolutely decided to have a disciples in Zhuangzi. Liu returns to the furious, thousands of miles to chase, and the two people have been caught in the last moment they have to go. He brought the male to the Taishan Mountain, and walked the woman's corpse to the East China Sea, and could not meet each other.

This matters have passed a better battle. Some of the cruelty of the willows, some are miserable to the men and women, until the Yue Gui, who is in the palace, produced the second temple, the emperor Long Xin Joy is a big world, The people's attention has been transferred, and this is over.

Xia Hou felt that Liu returned to huge, it was not pretended to be in the hospital, but he was so killing, and he was in the end because she made Liu returned to the name of the green head tortoise.

Just don't know how the Knife Master's Knife is better than Xiahou Wei? The house was held that his mother's knife had no hate, no injuries, and there is an image of a thousand law. Although Xia Hou does not study non-study, I don't understand what I'm saying, but this should be a very powerful thing.

The snow is getting happiness. , Xia Hou pulls the shoes to push the window, entry, the hill is white.

Liuzhou, night, heavy rain.

Jungle tree building, tall eucalyptus like standing. The assassin walks in the forest, panting, every step is on a humid rucoma, pressing a bloody footprint.

After her, dozens of mountains were chased, and the long knife was cold in the hands.

Sheath? What about people who meet her?

I have run for a long time, I expected that the people in this happened was late, and the assassin was in the eyes of the first time.

The pain of the shoulder is like a fire burning, waist side, arms, and thighs of wounds like a void. She has a few blood and strengths. The disciples of the Snife Villa seem to be inadvertess, and there is ambudition in each path of her escape. She has no retreat, but also avoids it.

She finally stopped, and she had the end of the rain, and each of her is overwhelmed.

Pain, unforgettable pain.

The petute group was surrounded, and the cold knife pointed to the end of the end of the road.

"You have nothing to go, Jaho Luo, bunch yourself!"

How many years haven't heard such a long time. The last heard is fifteen years ago, more than 30 people surrounded her to go, she took a horizontal wave, and she scatched the heart of the fifteen people. The heart of the seven people was cut off. Bathing blood, as if it is prison.

A famous battle. Since then, Jaho Luo is synonymous with Sensen, and the world will know the dead time as long as you see horizontal waves.

She laughed, as soon as it was often, arrogant, "said that there is no way to go? The road is the road is the road, Laozi is afraid that you are not?"

The horizontal wave knife is in front of the chest, as if the moonlight, the assassin is ready to go, and each knife is necessary to cut a head.

"Slow!" A low voice suddenly sounded.

The disciples returned to both sides, giving a narrow road, in the heavy rain, a tall man raised the knife.

"Your enemy is me, Jaho Luo." Liu returned to the steps and stood outside the three feet of Xia Hou. This is the safest and the distance that can quickly attack. Their knife is only three feet, this distance cannot be reached, but they have not been too far from three bills, as long as the front step is stepped, the battle is hit.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, I know that you will come later. I am the first knife in the world. I naturally be assassinated by your first assassin." Liu returns is a burly middle-aged man, hair whitening, wrinkles Like a gully, his eyes are gloomy and sharp, and when he looked at others, it always lets people think about the Eagle.

"Sorry," Xia Hou raised a provocative smile, "The first assassin in the world is me, the first knife in the world is me."

"Sure enough." Liu returned to hidden, his laugh was very stiff, as if the hard pulled his mouth, "What famous is the world, you are not important, key What is the stupid pigs? I am very curious about your knife, but I will not be defeated by you. You are destined to die here. So I will know that I will kill you. "

Xia Hou is smirk, and the eye brown is written, "Hey, ugly eight blame, you know why you can't do the first knife on the same day?"

Liu returned to Tibetan, Xia Hou, asked him, "Why?"

"It is necessary to be the first knife in the world. Of course, you must first become a knife. You think so much, or let it be a personal!" Xia Hou is slightly short, like a leopard generally suddenly swear, horizontal wave and Liu returnible blade Hi, splashing out the sharp knife.

Liu returned to the retransmith, once again, he took place to Xia Hou, said: "It's good to have a secretion of the water. Don't you want to know, why do you die here?"

Xia Houzhen dismissed, "No Work is told you, there is a fool waiting for me to eat at home, your grandfather, I am going!"

In an instant, the knife was covered with a sun to hide, and the heavy rain is like fear Xiahou, the mountain, the mountain, the mountain, and the sharp blade, and the sharp blade. The eyes of Liu returning simply can't keep up with Xia Houzhen's knife, and can only reach the disturbance of the distant smell in the accumulation of hazards.

This is impossible, it is impossible! Xia Hou, has already passed through the boss, what can be so agile?

In the dark, the woman's eyes are like a demon, and every action, or even the next action can be seen by it. But after all, she is not a demon, Liu returns to the sultry, she feels her breathing and knife. She is human, she will tire, which will fail.

Sure enough, Xia Houzhen finally became difficult. The knife is interrupted, and a leakage occurs in a knife method. The fierce is fierce, but it is a lot of flowers, returning to the light, Liu returns to seize the opportunity, and the heart of Xia Hou Yu sent a knife.

Xia Hou, biting his teeth with shoulders to block the desperate knife for the price, then lifted the left hand to shoot the sleeve arrow. Short arrows scored over the night, taking into the right eye of the willow.

He forgot, she is a knife, but also a assassin.

Liu returned to the pain, and the disciples have helped him to fall. Xia Hou, was laughed at the side of the trunk, "It's good, it becomes an almost blame."

"Come on, kill this woman!" Liu returned to Xia Hou, whispered in Xia Hou, "Bracted, divided into the same limbs, throwing the body, ridicule, let all People know that Caatlin's end! "

The disciples swarmed, like the raptor of the prey. Xia Hou is screaming, such as a lonely wolf to death, such as the blood of the blood, and swing the night.

Dark days, a star is not, only countless fierce rain drops on the face.

She remembered that many years ago, she stood in the top of the black side, and her monks came behind her.

"You should give you Xia Houzhen too."

"Hey, die, don't tell me, you have to repent."

"You are invincible because you have nothing to worry, you wavily wave the horizontal wave is like waving your own arm. Now the horizontal wave is hinding, it will change weight, you will have one day, you will do it again."

The top of the black Buddha can look at the whole mountain, Xia Hou is a long-awaited, Song Tao is in the sea tide, the tide of the tide, which will come. She is exhausted, it seems that there is a dirty child jumping on the remains of the big tree. Her suddenly has a breeze, and each wave marks are hidden in a gentle, that is the expression she has never had.

"What are you afraid?" She remembers she said, "There is a man who has become a top-level man, then I don't have to play horizontal waves."

Blood and rain mixed together on the face, the sound of flesh and blood was approached. She saw the face of the disciples, some fierce, some mad. They are fighting in heavy rain, you come to me, don't die.

This is the last time she waves, in a moment, she seems to see the child in the eyes.

" -"

Promise me, don't be afraid. From now on, you will be alone, fight for all night. But even if the wind is like, the darkness is like iron, the enemy and the thorns will be crushed by your feet.

May your sword are not destroyed, the wind is not invaded, the deepest place in long night, I finally see Tianming.

The five-handle knife cut on her left arm, and the three stem hit the calf. She suddenly fell into the ground, and there were countless sanders to pierce into the body. Her head is broken on the ground, and the horizontal wave falls at the foot of the disciples and is stepped on the sludge. Xia Houxi took the dagger in the waist with the last silk, and a knife was on his face. The knife on the back is no longer cut, the disciples are changed with an foot, kick, step on. Such more people can join the crusade of Jaga. The bones of the whole body have been broken, and the broken left hand is hanging on the body. When the disciples turn over the disciples, she has been angry with it.

Liu Rui Tibet ordered the disciples pulled her, two disciples pulled a hand of the Kaho Luo, got her. However, the left hand suddenly failed, and the body of Jaho Luo went again. The disciples helped her waist and put her again.

Liu returned to the horizontal waves on the ground, and a knife down the head of Cana.