The First Order

The mountain in the 111 barrier is called the Ginkgo Mountain, and the autumn is golden in the mountains. However, in the winter, the ginkgo leaves fall into the valley, leaving only the withered branches.

The bustling end, crushed into mud.

Qing Yan stood in the same place and looked at the withered scene on the valley, and suddenly smiled: "It's a pity."

This is probably the three words that Qingyi likes most.

Secretary Zhou frowned and said: "Come to people, take off the shoes for Qing, and take him to Yinxing Mountain!"

However, the soldiers who were in charge of the martial law on the Yinxingshan Road were still not moving. The secretary of Zhou was angry: "You dare not listen to the order."

However, the two soldiers still did not move, and seemed unable to bear to do this kind of thing.

Qing Xiao smiled and said to the young soldier: "I remember you, you called Zhang Yuge. I used to be a soldier under my command. When you killed a fire company, you made a contribution."

The soldier named Zhang Yuge was excited. He stood up and shouted: "The fifth combat brigade Zhang Yuge, I didn't expect you to remember me."

Qingxuan turned to look at another soldier and smiled: "You are called Wang Hang, and it is also my soldier. Your mother is better."

Wang Hang’s eyes suddenly turned red: “Thank you, sir, I didn’t expect you to remember this little thing.”

Qing Yu sighed to Zhou’s secretary: “This is a strong soldier. It should have been a foreign war. As a result, because of my relationship, I was used here as a watchdog. It’s a pity. Don’t be embarrassed, let me come. ""

Secretary Zhou quietly said behind Qing Xing: "You know, all the shadows in Qing's history are not like you, they are bowing!"

Qing Xiao smiled and said: "But I am Qing."

As if the Qing dynasty two-character should have some kind of magical power, arrogant from the bones, it is hard to bend your knees.

Said, Qing Yu took off his shoes and socks, step by step toward the gloomy leaves of the ginkgo leaves.

The winter cold wind whizzed past the mountain road, and the ground was cold as a knife.

However, others could not see the pain and frustration in Qinglan’s face. I saw Qingyi walking for a while and suddenly pointed to a mountain. “When I was young, I played mud with Luo Wei. At that time, the stream was very cold. It was especially delicious to take the stolen persimmons out of the ice, and it was especially good to take them out after a while. At that time, Qing Yun was still behind us, but he seemed to hate me since childhood."

Secretary Zhou silently, no one thought that Qing Yu died to the end, and there is still such a leisurely feeling.

"But there is a dark whistle there, don't let it go," Qing Xiao smiled.

The sky suddenly fluttered with blood, and the white feet of Qingyu stepped on the thin snow, leaving a row of footprints on the mountain road.

At first, the snow was white, the footprints were black, and the bottom of the ground revealed the ground below.

Secretary Zhou shouted in the snow behind him: "You think about it!"

Gradually the snow is thick, and the celebration is not good.

Walking, the red footprints were left on the snow on the mountain road.

This step by step went up, as if it was never seen at the end, but the body was still straight.

Soldiers on the road post were swaying through the mountains as they passed by Qing.

Walking and walking, Qing’s feet were numb, and he did not remember how far he had gone.

Every step is like thinking.

Secretary Zhou suddenly asked at the side: "Why did you want to withdraw the soldiers last night?"

"Oh, you said this," Qing Xiao smiled.

"At that time, Qing Yi clearly did not take over the military power. You also know that Luo Wei is still in Yang's," Zhou said, frowning. "Now Yang must have caught Luo Wei. Now many people get you recalled. After the 111 barriers, I am afraid that it will be the order of Qingyi."

Qing Xiao smiled and said: "Because I know that you will come to arrest me."

"What do you mean?"

"When the old man left, I had to call Luo Qi to the side and said that he would let him protect me, but you also know him." Qing Yule said: "You can eat and sleep, you can't do it, I can't." I need him to protect, I am still protecting him."

"So you let Yang grab him?" Secretary Zhou frowned. He didn't know what logic there was. He had to say that there were always more things to do than others.

"Don't let people catch him. He is probably rushing to the Ginkgo Mountain and fighting with the old man now," Qing sighed. "Yang will not kill him. The living fat man is more valuable than the dead fat man. Before he could find enough valuable things from him, Yang would not kill him, and he would always be stronger than he would.

"But it will be killed in the future," Zhou said quietly.

"I have already prepared for him to retreat," Qing said.

Therefore, Qing Yu tore up the covenant with Yang is not for anything else, just to leave Luo Wei in the 88th barrier, not let him come back to die.

Because, even if you are celebrating, today you are not sure you can survive.

Qing Yan barely stood on the edge of the mountain road on the winding road. He looked at the snow outside: "Luo Luo, the fool, if I die today, he will cry very sad. Our two gods Say, the family wants to be kind, and there are people who have a family."

Secretary Zhou asked: "Why do you still have to violate the meaning of the Qing family?"

Qing Yan looked at the distant mountains and seemed to figure out what he wanted. He said: "Now think about it, we only have two people, Luo and I, and others don't count."

At this time, Qingyi looked back and suddenly smiled: "No attention, it is coming soon! Let's go!"

Qing Yu walked in front, and Zhou Secretary asked again loudly: "The deadline is coming, you think about it!"

The snow fell and the mountain wind whistled.

Qing Yu whispered in the snow: "Think better."

It is already the villa estate of Qing’s mountainside on the ginkgo mountain. It is still brightly lit. Qingyi stood outside the red door and smiled. “Think carefully, it seems that I have never been here several times.”

Zhou’s secretary took him into the hall, and Qing’s feet left a **** mark on the clean and luxurious marble floor. The servants in the hall were chilling, and no one dared to erase the blood.

Qinglan walked inside, the door of the conference room was already open, and the members of the Qing’s presidium were sitting inside.

Qingyi walked through the long corridor, walked through the long foyer, walked alone, and everyone behind him followed.

Suddenly some people think that the back of Qing Yu is straight until this moment, never bent.

When Qing Yu walked into the conference room, he walked straight to the end of the conference table and sat down.

There is no one next to Qing, and all the members of the Presidium are sitting on the other side of him, as if he is fighting against the entire Qing Dynasty.

The old man at the top calmly said: "You know what is wrong?"

Qing Yu also calmly said: "What is wrong?"

The old man’s eyes were awkward. He didn’t expect the 21-kilometer mountain road to come up, but he still couldn’t make Qing’s bow.

"The killing of people, the private army, and the disobedience," said the old man: "These counts add up to death."

Qing Yu asked: "Is it necessary to die?"

"You are not dead, my heart is hard."

This sentence is the voice of everyone in the Qing's presidium, and now the shadow of ignoring the rules makes them afraid.

They have never been so afraid of a shadow, so this shadow must die.

......

At this time, the troops of Qingyi have been broken up, and some have been compiled into the base of each combat sequence to begin domestication. Some of the stubborn ones are squatting in the barriers as dogs, and the influence of Qing’s presence in the military seems to have been It has weakened to the extent of being as light as a hair.

Luo Wei was under house arrest at 88.

It seems that Qing Yu lost his last aid.

Therefore, when the picture was poor, the Qing’s presidium was winning, and it was hard to set aside death.

Qing Qi got up and walked barefoot to the floor of the conference room. Some people shouted loudly: "Qing, at this time, I dare to be crazy!"

Qing Qi suddenly turned to the secretary of Zhou and asked aloud: "Zhou, I have already thought about it, you think so."

On the 21-kilometer mountain road, Zhou secretary asked twice loudly, but now Qing is asking to go back.

The mountains and rivers are magnificent outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the heavens and the earth are high!

He didn't want to be in the shadows.

He wants to be the Lord of the Qing.

Breaking the wind and breaking the mountains and rivers, no change, no more!

Qing Yu asked again: "You think about it!"

Secretary Zhou smiled: "I am willing to serve you."

I don’t know when the secretary of Zhou, who stood behind the old man, pinched a stream from nothingness. The transparent stream seemed to be out of nothing, and it scattered the neck of a member of the bureau.

Some people exclaimed the security personnel outside the meeting room, but Zhou’s secretary had already prepared, and the clear stream was once again separated, and the thick solid wood door of the conference room was sprayed out, only to hear the screams coming out. After a while, there is no sound.

Intensive gunshots were also heard on the mountainside, and there should be intense fighting.

The soldier named Zhang Yuge at the foot of the mountain suddenly shouted: "Everyone, it is today!"

During the speech, there were suddenly soldiers from the brigade in the wilderness. Although he rushed up together, the blood that ran down during the battle actually flowed down the mountain road, melting the thin snow.

In the 111 barrier, the sewer manhole cover was suddenly opened, and a black force rushed to all military sites in the barrier.

When they encounter an encounter with the regular army of the barriers, this black army is extremely brave, not afraid of death!

A black soldier slowly fell to the ground after being shot. Some comrades wanted to lift him up. He held his teammate and smiled: "I will wait until today, let me go, tell the sergeant that we have waited for too long! ”

......

Secretary Zhou smiled at Qing Yu: "You don't want Luo Wei to come back, don't you worry about me, but we are friends who play with mud when we are young, it makes me sad."

On the mountainside, Qing said that he had played mud and ice persimmons along the river with Luo Wei, but what he did not say was that the children also had this Zhou Qi.

Many people think that this week's secretary regards Qing as a stab in the eyes, which is why the Qing's presidium likes to use Zhou's secretary to target Qing.

However, Qing and Zhou have never been inconsistent. In the early years, they had an idea of ​​changing their land.

Qing Qi was questioned by Zhou Qi, and he also smiled: "It is really not a worry to you. After all, as a child, there is a fortune teller who said that you have a back bone after your brain."

Zhou Qi was not smashed: "Let his mother's dog stink!"

The secretary of Zhou, who originally looked like Svens, was not at all swearing.

The old man in the conference room said coldly: "You are not afraid of Qingyi soldiers coming back to kill you?"

Qing Yu said: "Qiao, Qingyi is also my person."

“What should I do now?” Zhou asked. “This is already reversed. You can’t stay behind.”

Qing Yu said: "Kill it, I wanted to let them go to the snow for 21 kilometers. Now I don't think I need to get angry with them."

Winners must have the spirit of a winner.

As soon as the voice fell, the "water rope" on the neck of the members of the bureau suddenly tightened like a shackle of death.

Zhou Qi looked at the window that was dazed by the window and asked: "What do you think?"

Qing Yu returned to God: "Oh, I am thinking, there may be no time to plant flowers in the future."

Zhou Qi listened to the gunshots on the mountainside. He helped the glasses and said: "Urine."

The members of the presidium have not yet died immediately. They want to tear the ropes around their necks, but find that the means of the extraordinary are not what they can contend with. The stream is like a real steel rope.

The loser is a beggar, the winner becomes a king!

Qingshi, easy to change.

......

The big chapter is served.

The most feared thing about writing a book is that there is no passion, forgetting the initial heart, and not asking for it.

I am also afraid.

But when I wrote this book, I suddenly found the passion of the first writing, and invested too much effort. I like this story too much.

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