Mountain Liang Liang and others took the banner gate and the evil wind valley with many wild repairs scattered all over the country to escort the fleeing people. Secondly, they organized the clearance of the residual aliens around Xiaojingguan County and arranged for reinforcements from all sides in the day.
Every time they clean up a hill in ideal city, a small town, they will erect a magic flag at the top of the hill in the town and then divide their forces to guard it.
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It’s just that it’s better to be cool than to look at the magic flag waving in the wind when you think of yourself as a magic door.
Of course, there is one thing that I never expected.
As the magic flag is erected, the more people get wind of it and want to join the magic door, the more Shan Ye will practice. Among them, there are many brothers from noble families who change their doors and powerful monks in the middle.
This puzzled Liang Liang and Ning Xianshan, a patriarch of a small clan who joined forces to change doors, talked about the big devil, Bai Zhiqiu, and the man’s eyes were hot and yearning and said, "The door master can be a teacher on the same day! It is a great honor for our yogi to serve the magic flag in this life. "
So gradually, the magic gate of the two boundary mountains was submerged by history, and the brand-new magic gate of the west was like a prairie fire.
……
Lu Gufan, the Lord of Zhongyuan City in Chengtou, asked the elder Pei Fenglou, who was too old to be elegant after seeing the ceremony, "What’s the situation?"
Planning in Buyi Building After an old-timer communicated, the Imperial Sword rushed back to Puzzle Year, and the Lord shook his head and sighed deeply. "Buyi Building has given news for ten years, and Tiansheng has infiltrated this alien strong person. The theory of strength has reached the level of robbery, and the number of natural strategies has exceeded the number of hands."
"These don’t include some monsters that have been awakened from the ruined ancient battlefield relics that have been ruined for generations and gradually fallen into the third-rate Sect for thousands of years."
"Plus now entrenched in Longmen Town, we have met more than 40 generals who will cross the border from the broken seal cave one after another. I don’t know how many armies will give the result that there are five words to retreat to the clouds."
Pei Fenglou, an old man with a huge sword on his back, glared at him "wearing a cloud?"
Li He, a city with a dark cloud, said, "If you retreat to the clouds, it will mean handing over four thousand miles in the west."
Lu Gufan nodded. "Buyilou said that the broken world in the middle edge of the square mirror is relatively barren and sparsely populated. Except for the wind and rain, there are several remaining deserts, hills, rivers, towns and broken counties in numerous cities that can be abandoned."
"Abandoning a temporary place can protect the overall situation"
The heavenly punishment will be cold and thoughtful and ask, "Is it a cloud?"
ChengTou predecessors strong qi qi stopped and turned to Lu Gufan.
The duke of Zhongyuan City once had this question, so he handed the cloth floor the exact words and said, "Put it on!"
Clouds and five mountains, rivers and mountains belong to the same straight line from the Tianhe Mountain map, and the north and south can stretch for thousands of miles. "
Pei Fenglou said, "So what?"
Lu Gufan smiled wryly, "The secret cannot be revealed."
With a giant sword on his back, the theory of age has surpassed this city. Pei Fenglou, a strong man, sarcastically laughed, "How dare you, Lord Lu Gufan, dare to sell it with the old man?"
Lu Gufan’s face is full of grievances. "Pei’s predecessors didn’t hide the truth from the younger generation, but this is from what medicine is sold in the gourd. The younger generation also learned."
Pei Fenglou snorted, "I dare you!"
Lu Gufan angrily.
Huan Shou looked at your predecessors and tentatively asked, "Then we will …"
I haven’t been good at this for many years, and the old boat and the old shopkeeper look after each other with wine and flags.
Liu Achai, an old gentleman who hangs a long sword around his waist but practices sword-cutting, nodded and agreed.
Chen Xuandu, a wild poem and a sword, drank a wine and wiped his mouth with big sleeves, adding that "even if you retreat to the clouds, you can’t easily give your feet a good mountain and river. It’s always a little uncomfortable for the monty not to kill a few days."