"promise!"

Luo Gang immediately selected five brave and war cavalry, and the Mao Wenze team rushed out of the villa!

Jiang Yi thought about it, a small hole in front of him, he stretched out his hands and pulled out a golden sword from the hole.

Daming ---- Yongle Sword!

"Every ancestor ------"

Jiang Yi in the headset, solemnly tone.

The ancestors who were fighting were slightly uncomfortable. This is the end. What else is there?

While slowing down the rhythm, they listened at will.

"Sorry, many people disappointed you again. What juniors want to say is that they are not the mainstream of Huaxia."

"The mainstream of Huaxia is the girl who was injured just now, and the middle -aged man, and those Chinese people who were falling next to it."

Jiang Yichong's ancestors explained: "They are all elders and friends of the juniors. Many of them are also returned to Huaxia because they had dialogue after talking about the Emperor Taizong." The juniors did not know it. "

"But they all came for us this time, and they almost paid for life."

After hearing this, the ancestors listened carefully.

Unlike the verbal words of those killers, Chen Shilan and Chen Dafa's injuries cannot be pretended.

They can naturally see this.

Jiang Yi continued: "In the major external domains here, we have never invaded our land and slaughtered our compatriots.

"Now, although some people have forgotten, although some people are gradually forgetting, Huaxia has never lacks people like juniors.

"Although they do not have the ability to be junior, they never lack the pride of the Huaxia people-"

Jiang Yi looked at Chen Shilan, looked at Chen Dafa, and looked at the group of students who had returned from overseas, and some, who was originally in Huaxia, had a firm look:

"They dare to cast the bones of China with an ordinary body, and dare to block the enemy's trained swords with flesh and blood. This is not because they are not afraid of death, but they know that they are flowing in Huaxia's blood!"

"No matter how many people with the heart say, many heroes do not exist, and many deeds have been exaggerated. They always believe that their ancestors are listed, and the famous and glory created by Huaxia."

"It is precisely because of this belief that the children of China can rise between the crushing of mountains and rivers, flourishing above the domains."

"In the future of Huaxia, there are those who have worshipers, those who are disabled, and those who listen to the wind are the rain, and there are those who do not respect their ancestors. There are also today.

"The juniors have always thought that the ancient and modern culture, and Zhenmei's external evil wind is worth it because of the existence of the existence of the evil and external evil style ..."

Jiang Yi looked at Chen Dafa and Chen Shilan, who were dying::

"But today I know that this theme is because there are tens of millions of ordinary people who stick to the ordinary people at all levels of China to exist!"

"They are in the blood of the dragon, and they do ordinary things on weekdays, but as long as Huaxia needs, the people will have power, and they will have the ability to suppress everything and aggression!"

"Dear, but it's just a microcosm of this consciousness, the collection of Huaxia also came into being in this context!"

"The juniors are around the tens of millions of Huaxia dragon scales and Chinese civilization.

"So, no matter how many mistakes we have made before, no matter how many bones we can't lift up, we will use their own awakening sounds and actions to comfort the ancestors -----

Chinese children, although they have not yet flew to the top of the world, but they are already awake! "

"We will eventually awaken completely, and take a completely fly to the top of the world!"

"Huaxia has 14 million people, and there are only a thousand people who come here. Even if you give them more time, the juniors believe that it will never exceed tens of thousands.

! ""

"The future of later generations is worth looking forward to. Later generations are like juniors, such as dying sisters, such as dying director, and those students who are all using their own meager power to make a sound!"

"Their voice is real, and it is sent out of the ocean and made by their own lives. I hope you, don't be disappointed with this part of the later generations!"

"After I go out, I will send you back, I'm sorry ..."

Jiang Yi didn't want the ancestors to help again.

He had wanted to prove that later generations could not let the saving people frozen in the wind and rain.

But now, he only hopes that after the ancestors go back, they can have a good impression on some future generations, rather than completely discouraged.

After sending them away, he was desperately with all the foreign enemies. Like Chen Shilan, they roared with their own lives!

Before he died, he had to kill this Chinese killer!

Under the treatment of Gao Sitao, Chen Dafa and Chen Shilan, who had resumed the hearing slightly, left tears and wanted to fists, but there was no strength ...

Jiang Yi no longer speak, only pulled out Yongle Sword, and rushed out again!

The villa door opened, and he held his left hand with a whip, his right hand sword, and he chose the Huaxia killer to cut it!

"I let you be in the nest!"

Jiang Yi rushed to a Chinese killer, and God's whip directly waved towards his head!

A whip swept a group, and a sword pierced the enemy that approached, and Jiang Yi suddenly killed his eyes!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me ..." Some Chinese killers were scared.

"If you lose your ancestors, ask for money, do you have no hand to make money?!"

Jiang Yi ignored anyone's begging for mercy, like killing God, and the bloody storm where he went!

Outside the villa, many ancestors listened to this and were hesitant.

The emperor who was in the middle of the middle, after silence, said, "I believe in the words of future generations, Huaxia will fly in the world, and later generations will awaken completely."

"I stay and fight side by side, I have to see this day with my own eyes!"

"As for you, you can decide yourself!"

In the east, Emperor Taizong and Emperor Xin replied: "We also believe that like the children who fell down for Jiang Yi are the mainstream of Huaxia."

"After suffering, what is the wrong way, do you want to be forced to sign the Weishui League at the beginning of the throne?"

"As long as Jiang Yi and the children of the children can raise their heads up and take back everything they have lost, it is still our pride!"

Emperor Hanwu held the Han Emperor's sword, and the cold mang of the sword body was particularly bright under the moon:

"Just now, a Chinese man blocked a fatal blow for me. He believed that among those who shouted, there are hypocriticals, and those who are true!"

"Moreover, these foreign people can hurt our real good future generations. This account is not counted yet!"

Emperor Hanwu remembered the injury of Chen Shilan and Chen Dafa, and would not fight one place!

The bad future generations were safe and sound, but the good later generations were dying, and he couldn't bear it!

"There are us!"

Zhu La's ancestor cut a knife and chopped a waste birdman, domineering: "We were just a beggar that year, and we could be an emperor. In the future, it is much better than us. What else can I do?!"

"You, but our descendants!"

"Those who are not arguing, but like the sisters and director in your mouth, they are also our future generations!"

"Our old man said, who dares to move our later generations, we want his life!"

The old eyes emerged like a bloodthirsty wolf, and Zhu Guzu cherished the railway:

"We, don't leave!"

"That being the case, that sweat doesn't leave, hahaha!"
Chapter completed!