Sometimes a good word allows the long -distance travelers in the Gobi Desert to take the exhausted footsteps again; sometimes a look can make the robe that can make the robe in the enemy camp resolutely waved the steel knife in his hand.
What is the brother? Brother is not a friend of the wine and meat of the wine and the liquor and meat of the pot in the pot; the brothers are not full of rotten rotten Confucian Confucianism. (Note 1)
Brother is the elder brother who provides you with his arms when you are tired and desperate; the brothers are confidantes who drink and drink with you when you borrow wine to dispel sorrow; the brothers are willing to insert a knife for your two ribs, but do not want to thank you
Buddy!
When it comes to finding gold and two, it is difficult to get a pot of wine.
Fresh Yu Yucheng only felt pride, move forward forward, and stand up in his hands.
"So, we will fight so happy tonight!"
He was born in a martial arts family, and he was extremely solid in martial arts. From the foundation to the base to the close fighting to the blade to use it, he was demonstrated by a famous teacher, and he naturally learned the martial arts.
Said, the basic movements of light holding are practiced for three years. (Note 2)
He has a look at the same way, and he has only the power of the Tubo soldiers.
The Tang Bing only felt a warm current on his chest, and his tears were full of cheeks.
"Fight!"
Even if they are destined to break through today? Even if they are destined to see the sun tomorrow? At least, at least, tonight, they stand on this vast land to guard the dignity of themselves and the nation with the blades in their hands.
Fresh Yu Yucheng only felt that if his arms were poured into the power, and took a little space to the right step to the right, he had a sweeping on the face. Those Tubo soldiers were mostly handheld steel knives.
Feng picked the belly and made a scream.
"The beast raised by the little mother, I fight with you!" Anyway, this life was picked up, and the Tang Bing had no burden, and a horizontal sword was also waving.
The two are long and one short, and they are forcing the Tubo soldiers to retreat again and again.
Puff! Tang Bing opened a large mouth of a long mouth in front of a Tubo barbarian, and the blood poured out like a boiling soup.
"Yes, it's a man. What is the big name?" Xian Yucheng touched the blood stain splattered on the cheeks, and asked in his hometown. At this moment, he only felt that the Tang soldier was close to the old friend of Guanzhong.
"Ah?" The Tang Bing was slightly stunned, dumb.
"I ask your name, can you be a Qinzhong?"
Fresh Yu Yucheng picked up a Tubo soldier who rushed up, repeated loudly.
"Oh, my name is Lao Mu! I am from Liangzhou!" Tang Bing finally captured the information from the strong Guanzhong accent of Xiaoyou Shuai, and it should be refreshing.
"Do you have a wife and a child?"
"Well, my mother -in -law is the second woman of Laozhang, and gave me a big fat boy. My old man sells tofu, and the kid's skin is like tofu." Speaking of this, Lao Mu, hey
Smiling for a while.
"Well, then you must go out alive, for your wife, child!"
"Hmm! General, you want to go out alive!"
"From ancient times to Liangzhou, heroes, don't let people look at you!"
Xian Yucheng moved forward and moved forward, praised.
"The general is the real hero!" Lao Mu patted his chest, his eyes were full of admiration.
At this time, the Tubo centriors who were responsible for killing Xian Yucheng were already angry with smoke. The more than a dozen people were killed by two Tang Kou, and they would make people laugh when they go out!
"Spear, spear hand, give me a fierce poke. He killed the officer first, and took him the first level to enjoy five hundred heads!"
He has seen that Tang, who is holding a horse, will be a man from the family. He follows the rules and is full of power. He has a stabbing and sweeping.
On the other hand, the Tang Bing, who held the knife, was more powerful than the Tang general, but it was east, and the west knife had no rules, absolutely wild roads!
In this order, a few spearrs will be jumped from behind, holding the wooden pole to explore the silver snake to the boy's lower body.
"Well!" The silver ‘snake head’ vomited the letter and bit the prey. It stabbed the tooth into the teenager ’s knees, calves, and licking the scarlet blood.
"Ah!" Fresh and sorrowful in the sorrow of his body, sank straight forward.
"General!" Tang Bing pulled the near -body machete and rushed to the body of Xian Yu Yucheng.
Cutting off the horizontal knife cut off?
The Tubo soldiers smiled and pulled the spear backwards. Fresh Yu Yucheng seemed to be trapped and trapped, and he fell three passively.
"Dog-Tubo barbarians, come to me if there is any ability!" The Tang Bing wrapped his sword and cut off a Tubo soldier before he tried to share a part of the pressure to share a part of the pressure.
"Don't take your own strength!" Tibetan centrifuge pulled a spear and threw it towards the Tang Bing. The spear scratched a perfect arc in the air, accurately on the back of Tang Bing.
"Uh!" "Uh!" Tang Bing was nailed to the ground by his spear, making a sound of primitive whispering. He waved his hands unwillingly, seemed to want to grab the horizontal knife that fell aside.
"Lao Mu!" Xian Yuyu became sad and indignant, and made the last trace of strength throwing the long -term hands in his hands.
The Tibetan century did not expect that the teenager would abandon the weapon in his hands. At this time, it was impossible to avoid flashing. You could only bend subconsciously to the side and listen to the sky.
他 他 cut through his chest and brought a whole piece of flesh. The long painful screaming of Tubo's centurion, covering his stomach and cursing: "Kill him, kill him! Stranging this small hybrid!"
The soldiers of the Tibetan soldiers had to wave the steel knife North Korea Yu Yucheng to cut off. The teenagers were bound by the spear. Although they saw that the machete was swarming to the door, it was unable to bomb the slightest!
The teenager closed his eyes, and a bitter smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.
After a long time, the pain in the imagination did not appear. Xian Yucheng opened his eyes and looked at it for four weeks. I saw those Tubo soldiers holding horizontal knife fell on the side of the road, with a carved feather arrow on the back.
Then, then
"Master Captain!" The teenager was already bloody. After seeing Li Kuo, he couldn't restrain his feelings, and he cried.
"Where did you hurt?" Li Kuo jumped off his back and ran to Xian Yu Yucheng to cheer the fire.
With the flashing fire, Li Kuo saw several spears inserted under the knee of Xian Yuyu, and it was like a falling ice cave.
"This group of beasts!" The teenager smashed his punch to the ground fiercely, aroused a dust.
"You can bear it, I'll help you pull up the spear." Li Kuo thought for a while, or decided to pull out the spear for Xiaoyu Cheng. The blade was embedded in the flesh for a long time not only caused too much blood loss, but also caused too much blood loss.
It will cause wound purulent infections and endanger life.
Li Kuo torn off a clean white cloth from the middle clothes and contains his mouth. (Note 3)
"Bears, I'm going to pull it out!"
The teenager pressed the left leg of fresh Yu Yucheng in one hand, holding the spear that nailed to the flesh in one hand.
Blood pollution.
Li Kuo was busy taking off the white cloth in his mouth, and tightly wrapped his legs on his legs.
"Hold some, and soon passed!"
Although Xian Yu Yucheng's face was pale, Li Kuo didn't want to delay. Long pain is not as good as short pain, and he suffered more sins for a second!
For example, the several spears were pulled out of the law, and the blood was simply stopped at the wound. Li Kuo finally breathed a breath.
"It's okay, it's okay. I will take you home, and Brother Kuer takes you home." Seeing the look of Xian Yu Yu Chengmu, Li Ruo thought he was worried about his injuries, smiled slightly, and ghost the good brother.
"Brother Kuner, Lao Mu, Lao Mu, to save me ..."
Fresh Yu Yucheng dragged his injuries and ran to the old wood, holding the cold and rough hands. At this time, Lao Mu was already dead, cold, and the ground beside the vest wound flowed a beach of black blood.
The teenager pulled out the leather bag around his waist and poured most of the spirited wine beside the old wood. "Old Mu, let's take a bite." After that, the teenager raised his head with tears, and took a bite of the remaining.
The small half -pound of spiritual wine was filled with clean water. The hot old wine burned his throat, burned his stomach, and burned his numb heart.
He felt that the earth began to shake left and right, and the dark -sir -like -sideline people's chest was dull.
There was a wolf howling in the mountains in the distance.
"Oh!" "Oh!"
Suddenly, a kind of unprecedented loneliness and fear North Korea's body struck Yu Yu's body, and the teenager only felt that Lao Mu's thick laughter sounded in his ears. "My mother -in -law was beautiful, and she gave me a big fat.
Boy, the guy's skin and water tofu are generally smooth ...
It was just that the laughter turned into a mockery that was like a ghost, the stupidity of the laughter, and laughed at the incompetence of him.
, Blocked out of his throat and uncomfortable. He turned around with Lao Mu, his legs were soft, and finally he collapsed to the ground.
He was going up. He was lying on the ground, crying with his head with his head, crying and crying:
"Lao Mu, you and his mother will get up for Lao Tzu ... Didn't you say that for your wife, the child survived ... Didn't you say that the two of us were killed together? You give it to the two?
Let me talk about my heart, do you talk about your heart? You talk to me ... How can I do it? You are all dead. Your legs are comfortable, call your wife and children
What to do, when do you get back a home, God ... "
Note 1: Putting a pot: Putting a pot is a throwing game made by ancient scholars and doctors. It is a kind of calm and peaceful activity that pays attention to etiquette. There are many famous aims on the fancy of the pot in the Tang Dynasty, such as "Yi Er", "Gong Gong", "Gonglian", "Gonglian
"Ear", "Folding Ears", "Lianzhong", "Full Pot", etc. Investment pots and ancient Chinese football, Go, all spread to North Korea. According to "New Tang Book · Gaoli Biography", "Korea's Junjun lives
Pyongyang City, vulgar, throwing pot, Cuju ".
Note 2: Building the foundation: That is to play the foundation, most of the learning martial arts scholars must pass this stage. The quality of this stage of practice directly affects future martial arts accomplishments, so many large families will ask famous teachers to point out their children
Then, then
Note 3: Mid -coat: Mid -coat, also known as Liyi, is a shirt of Hanfu, which plays and setsment.
PS: I am also the same robe! This chapter is very crying ...