The seriousness of a teaching, the seriousness of the one.
Time passed quietly without knowing it.
Zhao Xinlan just taught for one or two hours in the early morning. After the rest of the time, Yu An Pingsheng did something else.
In any case, An Ping's road of learning guns took the first step after all.
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In a mansion in Shengjing, Zhou Wuzheng stayed in the study with a girl. Zhou Wu's face was full of excitement. It seemed that it was difficult to make himself. He kept walking in the study.
The eloquence shouted: "It's great, Mr. An really was Mr. An. Only during the day, he promised to help. At night, Si Tianjian was destroyed by himself.
Qing, my "good" brother. Sitian is gone. I think you can play with what you can play, you want to fight for the throne, I will kill your claws. "
Zhou Wu's eyes flickered, and the look of excitement was unpredictable. On his face, he showed a kind of imposing momentum. There was a faint spirit.
The news of the Division of Shengjing's Division of Shengjing had been passed to his ears as early as the morning. At that time, the first thought was that Mr. An had done it.
Then, then, then
Thinking of a figure like a demon god, there is a sense of fear.
For An Ping Sheng's request to be a totem, he did not dare to have any objections. Just want to wait for the foundation to do it well. You must firmly grasp Mr. An's thighs firmly.
"Xiao Wu, Mr. An An, where did you find it from? Si Tianjian was so vulnerable in his hands." The girl was full of surprise, knowing that this was what his brother asked someone to do it.
After that, the surprise in her heart never stopped.
Before, she also heard that Zhou Wu said that there was a way to deal with Sitian Jian, but did not expect that this method was so direct, so domineering.
In the faint, Mr. An, who is standing behind his brother, has a curiosity.
"Sister Huang, I can't say more about Mr. An's affairs. As long as you know, he is a strange man, and he must not offend." Zhou Wu took a breath and his face became calm.
The less bad, I have asked the doctor, but I am afraid that it will not be able to support it for a few months.
My "good" brother, without Si Tianjian, there will be no capital that competes with me. No accident, the throne must be mine. However, when the father of the father is not collapsed, the other two countries have any movements.
Please ask the emperor, you and the king of Tianfeng, mobilize the 'Tianfeng Legion' to the border.
"Xiaowu, you can rest assured, I have thought about this. The Tianfeng Legion is now afraid that it has already arrived in the border. If anyone wants to pick up cheap, I will not open the killing ring.
Qi, this time, it's time for us to counterattack. ""
The girl frowned, revealing a heroic spirit, a shame, seeing it, she was not the kind of flowers that grew up in the greenhouse.
"Sister emperor is around, I can rest assured." Zhou Wuda said happily. Looking at the void, his eyes were full of firmness.
There is an ambition in his heart. If he can get the support of Mr. An, maybe he will go further.
For hundreds of years, the territory of Dazhou will not increase and decrease. If you can open up the territory and reproduce the glory of Da Zhou, what glory will be, and the great achievements will be carried in the history book.
As for these, it is only a totem that pays. This price is worth it anyway.
If he knows that Zhou Wu has such ambitions, An Pingsheng will not only stop it, but will not hesitate to help him. As long as the territory of Da Zhou is bigger and the more people, the power of his faith will be more
In this regard, why not do it.
It seems that the totem plan planned by An Ping Sheng is going to achieve it.
Now, outside the bamboo forest valley, Fu Pengtao, who has been silent for a long time, always feels that in the attack that night, there are some wrongs. It seems that some places have been ignored by themselves.
However, if you think about it carefully, he can't think of what is wrong, which makes him suspicious.
"Well, I remembered, the puppets released in front of Anberhu seem to be different from behind, and some of them are all purple, one is not completely purple.
The later of them did not have the same strength as the two at the beginning. "" "" ""
Fu Pengtao's mind flashed in his mind, thinking that the purple face that seemed to have appeared later was very different from the front. This thought, the more you thought, the more he felt wrong, but the thought of the hundreds of hundreds of war souls,
In his heart, he couldn't help but flashed an extreme man.
That situation is really terrible.
Nowadays, the best way to confirm that the best way to think is to find An Pingsheng once again. However, thinking of the situation of the fight, there is a faint hesitation.
That night, the impression was so impressed. Let him think about it a little bit, and he can't help but secretly send it.
The face changed constantly, the light in the eyes was clear, and it was groaning for a long time, and finally said secretly: "Forget it, anyway, Anber Hu has now hid in the bamboo forest valley.
Being a plan, how can face is important. "
I decided in my heart that a bloody sword quickly took out a bloody sword, and a consciousness was burned on the sword. Then, the blood sword quickly flew away. In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of disappearance.
Time, just in this silence, constantly passing forward. For the immortals, time is quite cheap, but it is also very important.
Go forward.
The flowers bloom, in a glance, it is half a month.
In the past half a month, An Pingsheng has been quietly staying in the valley. He usually does not go out. Most of the time, he sever every time, accumulates the power of the demon, swallowed the heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and the moon.
The essence of the constant refining and chemical monks, thousands of body, is being refined.
Xiuwei has entered a period of rapid growth, and it is increasing almost every day, and Xiuwei is slowly rising upwards.
For a long time, when you can cultivate quietly, there are too few. An Pingsheng knows that although he has gone to this step coincidentally, in the eyes of those real strong people, I am afraid that it will still be ants like ants.
Although I don't want to think so, it is true, and there is no need to deny it.
This kind of oppression, this invisible oppression, has to work hard to seize every inch of time, put them on cultivation, and work hard to be careless.
The body, now it is no exaggeration to say that there is one dead and one in the training period.
It's so confident.
It is worth mentioning that in the past half a month, he has mastered the various foundations in the marksmanship, and the level of the marksmanship has also risen. During this time, he seemed to be a very dry sponge, desperately drawing desperately to learn from it.
Follow all nutrients.
Every knowledge you hear, carefully scrutine, repeatedly think about it, eat it through.
With An Ping's life, it is not inferior to the intelligence of any genius. Learning these is handy.
"call!!"
Open your eyes and look at the sky. Darkness gradually begins to replace the day. The night has arrived. In the sky, the bright moon is hung high. On the outside, the wormbirds are screaming.
Don't have a poetic and paintings, a distant mood.
In An Pingsheng's eyes, there is a hint of expectations. The foundation of half a month has allowed him to finish all theoretical knowledge of the marksmanship.
In the early morning of this morning, Zhao Xinlan finally said that he would start tomorrow to formally teach him the various techniques of the Zhao family's marksmanship. That is to say, starting tomorrow, he will formally learn the Zhao family's marksmanship.