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Chapter Twelve The Real Soldier (1)

Chapter 12 The Real Divine Weapon (1)

It's really not a mistake for the guards to do their best. You said that a knife disappeared in a trance under the strict protection of up to fifty people who were not airtight... This mysterious spirit is extremely strange.

How to be prepared for things? And this kind of thing is not just one or two. The other lost weapons are like this, and they are all lost inexplicably...

It's really hard to defend.

Forget it, isn't it just a knife and a sword...

All the people who lost their weapons were comforting themselves, and at the same time cursed: You have such ability to steal the emperor's treasury, and you are more than enough to steal the emperor's treasury. Are you doing nothing to steal a few broken knives?

It's really hard to understand! Grass!

In the past few days, Dugu Xiaoyi has almost tried his best to launch a powerful offensive against Jun Moye. This fierce little girl finally became anxious after seeing that Guan Han was about to achieve success!

For the sake of her future lifelong happiness, the little girl didn't care what others thought about and thought about it. She made the brothers of the Dugu family who followed her to the battle so anxiously that their mouths were bubbling, but they were useless...

On the contrary, Guan Qinghan has completely returned to the cold and cold normal since the big tent that day, and has no false expression on Jun Moye. He is afraid of avoiding it, but Jun Moye is not discouraged and has been defeated repeatedly.

But he fought again and again after repeated defeats and was happy.

The eldest young master's face is really as thick as the city wall turns, which has opened his eyes to many soldiers over the past period of time!

Jun Moye didn't have to pester Guan Qinghan. Every morning, he came around, greeted the soldiers nearby, knocked on the door, and then turned away, and continued to come back to chat with the soldiers, waiting for the two women to come out to wash up.

Then I went up and asked, and said a few words with a smile, whether you should pay attention to him or ignore him, you will never get involved. Well, it's over in the morning.

He was done, but Dugu Xiaoyi had something to do. Sometimes, he would just mess with Jun Moye without waiting for the washing. It was exactly the same as Jun Moye's method of Guan Qinghan. Jun Moye's reaction was even similar to Guan Qinghan.

As far away as it is, it is close and far away, so Dugu Xiaoyi becomes more and more brave as he fights, and fights repeatedly, and repeats over and over again, with great momentum of setbacks and fiercerness, so the three of them cycle in this way...

At noon, this cycle will be repeated again. At night, it will continue to cycle again and again...

Later, the soldiers lost interest in watching the show... You three can't do anything substantial? Always argue like this, are you annoying? Is it annoying? Is it annoying to us, the big guys, all of us watching.

Annoyed...

However, there is another thing that makes everyone very surprised. Most people are full of energy when they wake up in the morning, at least they are not listless. However, after getting up these days, Jun Dashou looks very tired.

It was like I didn't do good things all night, and I was doing that. After several days, my face was a little thin. I had to eat breakfast and rest for a while before I gradually recovered my energy and became again

Become lively...

Everyone was very surprised. It seemed that Jun San Shao didn’t have any place to work at night. He lived alone. How could he be so tired? He didn’t see him work during the day. What’s going on? Miss Qinghan and Miss Dugu

I went to bed early, probably not them, so who else could there be?

For this abnormal phenomenon, my uncle Dongfang endured it for a long time and finally called his good nephew aside. He secretly reminded him: Mo Ye, young people must know how to restrain themselves. My uncle also knows, your first time, you are a kid.

I have to enjoy that wonderful taste, but suddenly cut it off and there is no place to vent it. My uncle has been young, of course I understand very much, but you can comfort yourself in one night... you should try to restrain yourself in the number of times.

It won't kill you once in the evening. Don't do it several times a night. That thing is satisfying, but it's really hurting your body. Especially for us martial arts practitioners, it's not a good thing for future generations.

, be sure to be restrained...

Jun Moye stared at his eyes, listening to his uncle's earnest teachings, he was dumbfounded and laughed and cried...

"Uncle, you're thinking too much, I'm not..." Jun Da Jun hurriedly decided. Oh my God, this is not the same as that.

"What's not?!" Dongfang Wenqing glared at her, then calmed down and said by example: "Everyone is a man, I am your uncle. Your little uncle is not clear yet. What can I say?

What a shame? It is normal for a young man to have that need. My uncle is also a veteran... I thought he was young back then, and there was no restraint. Alas... In short, in short, don't do this again in the future. Do you know? My uncle is for you

OK, don’t say no, just listen to what you do!"

Jun Da Shao looked very speechless, and was so depressed that he was home. His uncle had personally learned from the past. What else could he say? What else could he dare to say?

"Haha... Everyone understands... Young people are always a little hot, um, um, try to restrain themselves and don't make a sound..." Dongfang Wenqing kindly patted his nephew's shoulder, restoring the extremely solemn divine mystery that was usually simple

The strong man was so arrogant that he walked out with a sense of his uncle's attitude, which felt a sense of satisfaction and pleasure in teaching and educating people.

Fortunately, I discovered it early. My nephew was not addicted to it, so I hurriedly taught it by example. If I formed a habit in the future, it would be really bad. Just like my back then, I was so unbearable to look back on the past... Dongfang

Shen Xuan walked out with a smug look on his face and a little sad.

After Jun Moye inquired, he learned from the other two uncles that although this uncle had many wives and concubines, he had no children, no one under his knees, and no one followed him... But the more this happens, the more he is.

Taking a concubine, the more you take a concubine, the less... it has formed a vicious cycle...

Now Dongfang Wenqing's wife and concubine team is said to have a total of 40 or 50... This is a very terrifying number! Even if a rotation of rain and dew is mixed in one night, it will take almost two months...

I see!


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