In the first world war, most of the foreign people were killed and wounded, and the allies of many young people also paid a little price. After all, they were all fledgling families and teenagers who relied on many means to save their lives but never experienced real battlefield fighting. Tonight, they were prepared to be attacked by surprise. Compared with their contemporaries, Jiange brothers were inferior.
There were not many deaths and injuries among the students in Puyuan, and the pagoda made a great contribution.
This Lu Shenyuan is quite indignant.
When counting casualties, I bickered with Liu Thirteen.
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The moon is dark and the mountain wind is cool.
Or smell the thick and bloody rivers and hundreds of miles of mountains after the war, and many animals and monsters haunt them.
Many young players are divided into four arrays, namely, Nangong Jiuliu Thirteen Sui and Tang Dynasties Lu Shenyuan’s single husband Zhu Daxian’s sword leaves and white frost heads.
The fire behind him burned a mountain of corpses piled up by foreigners
The new addition in front of us are the graves of the same family who died in battle.
However, a few months ago, they were still a teacher to protect their high-spirited classmates and teenagers.
Pointing at the mountains and inspiring words
Nowadays, the taste of burying one’s bones in another country makes the young people who have experienced life and death very uncomfortable before leaving the grave.
Familiar smiling faces come to mind. Young girls seem to be a little confused about what it means to be a Jianghu guardian.
Now, I’m exhausted, I want to talk, I want to talk, I want to talk, I want to talk.
Willow thirteen glance left and right looked at one by one with a heavy heart and silence. Everyone picked up the self-sacrifice knife and sighed, "Alas, I buried my bones at a young age!" It’s a pity … "
Lu Shenyuan, the fellow student who suffered the most in this battle, endured a lot of anger and turned to glare. "Liu Thirteen, your fellow students’ bones are not cold, so you should gloat like a beast!"
The nangongshan nine dynasty Liu Shenyuan looked at his face cold.
Liu Thirteen scoffed and said, "It’s true that Liu Thirteen is not as good as a beast, but it’s better to be alive at least than those who are dead."
Lu Shenyuan flew into a rage and rushed over with scarlet eyes and grabbed Liu Shisan’s collar. "Shut up, believe it or not, I killed you?"
Liu Thirteen laughed contemptuously. "It depends on whether you have anything."
Liu Shen-yuan punched Liu Shi-san and flew out.
Song Lingyun exclaimed and hurriedly ran out to help Senior Brother.
The Nangong stepped out of the front of Liu Shenyuan.
Cried the students in the courtyard, and the brothers of the hundreds of princes were quarrelling.
Silent aside, Sui and Tang Dynasties frowned slightly.
Ye Baishuang shook his head with a wry smile, picked a hip flask and drank a phone.
Du Fu Zhu Da didn’t intervene.
Willow thirteen wiped the blood from his lips and got up to be the same as the picture of playing around. It was neither too hot nor too cold and said, "Since I got to the mountain, I should have expected to bury my bones in other places sooner or later."
"If you still think that you are caged birds who are deaf to things outside the window and are absorbed in reading sages and are cared for in every way, I advise you to fly home as early as possible."
"That way, even if there is little slaughter, there will be blood from the heads of the family and the elders of the clan to pave the way."
Liu Thirteen walked up to Lu Shenyuan and grinned with tears in his eyes. "How nice!"
Lu Shenyuan argued, "Who are you calling a caged bird?"
Liu Thirteen never gives in "Who can’t afford to lose?"
However, just now, the weak crown still hasn’t changed. Will Lu Shenyuan lose?
So once again, I grabbed Liu Thirteen’s collar "Can’t afford to lose? Our generation of wizards in the East follow the Lord’s orders, while mountain people hold swords to kill demons and kill people, even if they dare to take the lead. Can you be compared with the weak students in the down-and-out hospital? "
Willow thirteen cold hum push each other.
Adjusted my robe.
Glancing back at the sleeping graves in the mountains, those people took the lead in leaving through the heavy crowd with self-sacrificing knives.
Nangong Jiuhe Songlingyun led the students to follow closely.
Suddenly there was a thunder in the night, followed by heavy rain and torrential rain.
The song behind them is Liu Thirteen’s lazy chanting of white tones.
All the students in the courtyard are singing in unison.
"I want to take the wind Xizhou cemetery sand ask again?
The sky is vast, the dream is long, the sun is setting, and Wan Li sees the stars.
I want the ferry to swim eastward.
Changfeng blows snow and flies geese back to the end of the world. "
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All the students in the courtyard sang all the way.
Mountain stream echo
The heavy rain poured on the head and the frost still looked up and took a sip of wine. My heart was inexplicably carefree and full of ambition.
Turn around and leave. Lang Lang, awe-inspiring and firm.
"Long memory of childhood wine wash sword huan flower head people say I’m crazy drunk I ask people wake up?
Do you know what the south wind means to cross the sword for three thousand miles after drinking and exorcising? Blow dreams of Xizhou. "
A hundred brothers in Jiange sing in unison.
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It’s called "Heaven’s Sword Mountain", and my brother claims to dare to be born in the East. Can a genius fall behind others? Rao is indifferent, and Zhu Da, the only husband who knows how to practice, can’t help but praise the tactic of breaking the family and burning the knife. Hundreds of wizards sing Xingchuan and lead them side by side.
Full of lofty sentiments
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It rained heavily that night in the rivers and mountains.