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"I haven't seen you for three years, don't come innocent." A faint greeting rang in the room. I was so shocked that I couldn’t sleep. The master who remembered this voice was the noble person he had been thinking about for so long.

"The donor...but the poor benefactor?" The refurbishment put on the robe, the fuel lamp, and the man in a black tight-fitting suit leaned against the doorpost with no expression, and the cold face of the millennium confirmed His guess.

"The poor thinks that..." The smuggling wipes away the wetness of the corners of the eyes, and the bottom of the throat whimpers, saying that there is no guess in the bottom of the heart.

"In these years, is the temple good?" Lin Sizhen went straight to the subject. Yunluo Temple, if he has been here for eight years, and does not want to ruin the old abbot's efforts, he does not have to so toss to find people up the mountain, spend money to care.

"Oh, it’s a long story. If it’s not the evil spirits outside, the Yunluo Temple is all well..." The martial arts described the invaders of the temple and told him the news he had learned. listen.

"The donor, the poor has seen the red dust twelve years ago, only to be here, to be with the Qingming Mingyue, to spend the rest of the life quietly. Who knows... oh, in short, the poverty is contrary to the donors."

"Well. No need to think about it, tomorrow, I will come again, and Yunluo Temple is quiet." Lin Siyu quietly listened to the elaborate explanation, nodded, turned and jumped out of the door, "Remember, Don't be amazed."

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"What? yin* 12 blood rides come to Dahui?" Blood was incredulously staring at the son who came back with the news. In the middle of the night, he was dug out of the warm bed, he did not care, after all, the son rarely took the initiative to find himself. I can hear the news he brought back, and more sleepiness has been spent.

"So, the news that was discovered is true? Some people are actually playing with the 12 blood-stained chess pieces, or the yin* real twelve blood rides, or let the big big king suspect the blood... It’s a double-edged plan...” The blood shook his head and sighed. "I didn't expect that there would be a lot of fish that slipped through the net when the party cleared the blood eagle."

"I will bring Situ up the mountain early tomorrow morning." Lin Sizhen did not continue to listen to blood and sighed. The reason for looking for blood is to take good care of his wife and children when he is not with Situ.

"Would you like to transfer some more people?" The blood looked worriedly at Lin Siwei. "The organization that can hide for more than 20 years, and stirs up the blood and blood, and rides around but can't find clues, must have orders. It relies on the skills. Just by the two of you...will you...the ambush?"

"They will let the city of Rongcheng recruit the strong man to build the tower tomorrow, and drag on, the innocent will be more involved." Lin Siyu shook his head, he roughly figured out the other's martial arts foundation, standing in the temple ten The branches outside Zhang’s branches secretly listened to their conversations, and they were not discovered, indicating that the strength of the other party is not so good. However, I am not sure if they still have weapons to rely on. Therefore, he took Situ, and one person was restrained and solved by one person. Never let go of one. I hope that they will be quick and quick, and they will be cleared in half a day.

"It is also... well, I am waiting for your news, the city of Rongcheng, I sent Jianheng to visit. From the development of Qiyun Town, he should be a smart person." Blood listened to him and explained it. The reason for the delay. I have to nod my head. At the same time, he decided to let his hand drag down the legs of the city owner, lest he should lead the troops to Qiyun Mountain.

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