Grand Soldier King

An old oriental style house, with yellow leaves in autumn and orange light in the morning, heaven and earth are dyed yellow.

The boy just woke up from his sleep, his eyes were dim, and a potholed wooden sword was dragged on the ground. Drag across the floor, steps, and then to the yellow mud. After a while, "Zi, Zi, Zi..." when I went down the steps, "Da, Da, Da!" then another harsh sound scraping on the mud.

The boy took a deep breath, yawned, and then prepared to raise his wooden sword.

"Go ahead, run!"

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

A 30-year-old woman rushed from the back of the house and said anxiously.

Young Yue Qian ma'er had never seen such a panic like his teacher, and a bad feeling came to his mind.

As a teacher, Gong Benzi Tao looked behind him and said, "take this and pass it on with what the teacher taught you..." then he took out a manuscript from his body, which vaguely contained several words of "thousand cherry phantom".

Ma er's eyes were red and said, "teacher, run away together!"

Miyamoto Zitao gently rubbed his messy hair and said seriously, "life will die at any time, but if you can inherit the faith to maintain life, why are you afraid of death! More forward, master hopes you can fulfill this responsibility!"

The young yueqian ma'er sniffed, but the teacher said he was not allowed to cry all his life, so he endured it again.

"Remember the well in the woods?" Miyamoto Tao asked softly.

Ma er nodded.

Gong Benzi Tao said, "run as fast as you can and hold your breath. There is a secret path below. You can lead to a dry hole on the cliff wall. There is grain for five months. You can practice the thousand cherry illusion there!"

"Well, there's no world! Let's go!"

Miyamoto peach pushed ma er fiercely and skillfully. Although he pushed five or six meters away, ma er didn't fall.

"Where is that woman!"

A man's curse came from behind the house in a very arrogant tone.

Ma er turned and ran into the woods. He knew that not only the teacher but also he would die. The teacher cares about his life and death, not himself.

"You, a woman, used to hide here. Do you think you can't find you when you return to Japan?"

The man's voice is particularly loud, in English. Pure American accent.

"Yu... Where..."

Farther and farther away from home, the voice became more and more inaudible. Finally, I heard a few simple words.

The next time I came to the ancient house, it was a year later.

More recently, ma er reduced the amount of daily food by half. In this year, he will learn the strongest move of thousand cherry illusion - thousand cherry robbery. He also succeeded in creating another miracle of Oriental martial arts. However, the only thing supporting this miracle is the idea of "revenge".

Another autumn, the boy who was "drinking ha ha" with a wooden sword under the tree disappeared, and the woman who accompanied the boy disappeared. Feet on the ground, the familiar feeling rushed forward, but the steps of the ancient house were covered with autumn leaves. At the moment, no one is cleaning

The door leaf lies obliquely on the wall, and the wooden guardrail also has many traces of damage. Everything shows that there was an extremely fierce battle here.

Ma er walked into the house, the ground was full of dust, and the martial words on the white wall were still very clear. Ma er knelt down in front of the white wall and knocked his head for a long time.

A year later, intelligence organizations around the world received an extremely shocking video through different channels. A young man in a Japanese samurai uniform overturned a small rice Guojun base with a single sword.

White Fox also received the video, but the phrase "jade is here..." was deleted.

Then there was the endless pursuit. All kinds of mysterious organizations went crazy when they heard the word "jade". Of course, a few years later, ma'er began to find out the truth after constantly dealing with evolutionists. The murderer of Gong Benzi Tao is an elder of "Shenluo"

In addition to hearing about the fragments of Millennium tears, the more important reason why Vietnam's former ma'er appeared on the hope is to follow Sanders. He's going to kill Sanders! Just because he is a member of Shenluo.

"Is he... Dead?"

Hope, an oriental style guest room. Jiang Chuanxiu opened her weak eyes and watched the shocking live broadcast.

Ma er sat beside him and said coldly, "I don't know. Except for himself, no one knows whether he is dead or not!"

Jiang Chuanxiu smiled and said, "Yue Qianjun can also tell jokes..."

Ma er looked at him, frowned and said, "can you feel whether God jade has been taken by him?"

Jiang Chuanxiu said with a bitter face, "do you think I can use 'search' now?"

"The man who fought with you that night was very strong. He used ancient martial arts when fighting with you, but he used evolutionary ability when breaking away from the 'lock'. You know, all such people burst and died in the world..."

Ma er meditated for a while and said, "what do you want to say?"

Jiang Chuanxiu coughed: "I've read the data. Ancient martial arts have always existed, but the records of evolutionists appear in the same century with the tears of thousands of years. After that, all evolutionists who want to forcibly cultivate ancient martial arts will explode and die..."

"Yue Qianjun, there's a big conspiracy... Mr. Miyamoto died because of this, right?"

Ma er was silent. Since he lost his teacher, he hasn't spoken more than others a day a year. He uses practical actions to communicate more.

"The person who fought against him may be able to solve this mystery..." Jiang Chuanxiu said.

Ma er nodded: "I probably know who he is. I should still meet him on the island."

"Will you kill again?"

Ma er looked at the bamboo scabbard lying quietly on the sword clip and said, "you know, I'm not very good at talking. It's hard to explain that misunderstanding!"

*

"What a broken boat! You can change the rules temporarily!"

Su yu'er stood on the sofa and scolded loudly towards the loudspeaker on the ceiling in the corner.

Liu Huhu, who had just been known as the master on the ship, said another call on the radio. The main idea is that it is sunny today, the weather is excellent, and the competition is in full swing. The players are enthusiastic in the spirit of "friendship first, competition second", and the audience are enthusiastic. Some spectators threw a small note at the captain's office and suggested changing the rules of the game. The organizers believe that this rule can bring more fun to the competition and adopt it one by one. The rules are as follows:

Make six Island maps, cut each of these maps into 20 pieces and give them to the contestants. 19 / 20 of the players who can pack up before reaching the island can sit on the island. If the quota is not enough, the audience will vote, and the top few with the largest number of votes can also go to the island. Someone has to ask, why not collect all the pieces, only 19 pieces are enough. Of course, the organizer should keep a key piece of pieces, otherwise some players will collect them in advance and go to the island in advance!

"With his sniper gun and RPG just now, few on board dared to object." Xiao Yang shrugged and said.

White fox nodded: "the more intense the competition, the higher their ratings on the dark Internet, and the higher their profits."

Hope will be broadcast live on the dark Internet, which has just been discovered by white fox recently, and the price is not cheap. Of course, most evolutionists and ancient warriors don't care about money. It's too easy for them to make money.

"What are you watching me do?"

Xiao Yang sat at one end of the sofa and looked at the live broadcast. The camera on the sea had passed, and the organizer announced Sanders' death. The fighting scenes of some small characters that I haven't heard of now are not fierce, but the victory is bloody. At this time, the white fox suddenly stared at him without warning, making his heart hair hair.

The white fox said, "shouldn't you go to bed? Why are you still here!"

Su yu'er said excitedly, "yes, yes, go to bed. I want to watch the live broadcast. Mortals communicate with the Dragon..."

Su yu'er said, the rabbit and Sakura in the house looked over and seemed to be curious about the scene.

Xiao Yang twitched at the corner of his mouth and felt like a circus monkey waiting to perform.

…………

"You're sleeping. I gave up all the embroidered beds. What else do you want?"

……

"Why don't I sing a song for you?"

After Xiao Yang complained that the living room was too wide, too hot and the sun was too dazzling, Miss Su immediately let her bedroom out, and everyone came to watch.

Xiao Yang lay in bed and stared at the four women in front of him.

Several people just deadlocked for three or four minutes.

Finally, the white fox patted Su yu'er on the shoulder and said, "go out!"

Su yu'er had seen the means of white fox, so she had to obediently follow the people out of the door. When she left, she looked at Xiao Yang lying on the boat.

"Bang!"

The door was closed.

Xiao Yang sighed and turned over in bed. He only saw those scenes in his dream. How can a person control his dream?

After a few minutes of stalemate with himself, Xiao Yang finally felt a little sleepy. I was just about to take off my clothes... After thinking about it, it seems that this is the room of Su Yuer's three girls. It's inappropriate to take off. He sighed again and made do with closing his eyes.

……

"Array transfer!"

"Transfer failed!"

"That thing is coming out! All personnel, evacuate urgently!"

In a huge ancient palace, an old man in a gray robe shouted at the hall. However, looking around, the old man is alone in the hall

"What are you still doing here? Don't run!" the old man stamped his scepter and said to me with a flushed face.

wait! Why me?

Where am I? Why can't I see myself?

"That's all! Since you don't want to go, forget it..." the old man sighed and squatted down under a huge column of the hall in front of me, dragging his white beard on the ground.

"I" really want to come forward and talk

The old man looked at the huge Dharma array in the hall, turned back and said with a smile: "we're going to die soon... Haven't you been asking us what our purpose is to do these things? Do you have an answer now?"

The old man waved his hand and said after brewing for a while: "let me tell you my answer..."

"Because we need to survive!"

The old man's eyes were wet: "that was more than 100 years ago. At that time, you were still young and could not remember. Now if you can turn over the books that record the past, you will know how difficult it is to survive!"

"What we do all our life is to let them survive!" the old man said. Finally, his eyes became very firm.

…………

"Engel..."

In the deepest Dharma array of the ancient hall, the array columns drawn by complex lines began to shake slightly, and there was a light curtain composed of six sectors in the center of the array columns.

"Those arrays were carved by tens of thousands of pioneers over a thousand years..." the old man pointed to the array in the hall and said.

"Engel..."

A magic sound sounded in the array, which seemed to hold a living creature.