Chapter 477: Another kind of mediation!

"Shixiong, please give me pointers!"

"Junior Brother Yunmu, please give me pointers!"

Both sides stood on the martial arts field, and Dao Master Lu in the distance said with a smile:

"This is right. Young people should fight more. If you don't exchange Dao techniques, how can you improve?"

"Listening to too many lectures is ultimately just talking on paper!"

Hearing her words, everyone was also a bit helpless, feeling more and more that this female cultivator senior was somewhat "not respecting her age."

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Thus, the managers of the four major families decided to gather at the Yunding Villa to elect a Martial Arts Alliance Leader to lead the various people of the Jianghu to resist the constant encroachment of the imperial court. However, all four chose themselves, and a new Martial Arts Alliance Leader could not be elected.

"It's okay! Don't dream anymore, you can survive! Tell you, even if you have a fairy physique, on the Executioner Stone Pillar in my body, with that Immortal Binding Rope tied, you won't survive for long." Duanmu Liuli laughed uncontrollably.

Zhao Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at his back, taking a long time to withdraw his gaze. After sitting alone for a while, he walked out of Taibai Residence.

On the jade-white chest, scars were intertwined, and a dark, bruised palm print was floating on it.

Cao Qingya stared at all this, naturally seeing the essential difference between each other.

He walked on the street with a folding fan, like a primitive savage who had never seen the world shopping. Although his eyes didn't look around, his ears were carefully collecting all abnormal movements around him.

In Zhou Ming's view, the situation tonight was clearly deteriorating rapidly. How did a secret gathering that was originally carefully arranged suddenly become like this?

The scarred face snorted coldly, and the other hand also turned into an iron claw, pushing forward, and caught that sword again.

Hearing Li Siyuan's words, the Killer King immediately showed a trace of contempt in his eyes. He didn't say it in his mouth, but he was thinking in his heart: No matter who comes, it cannot change one fact.

Lu Xiaojuan looked at her and smiled, "You are nothing more than this. Compared to my husband, you are far behind." At the same time, she secretly looked to the back left.

"His name is Wu Rulong." Wang Dan opened her eyes in the dark night, looking at the silver moonlight outside the window, whispering in a low voice.

Anyone, no matter how high your martial arts are, if you are hit by two bullets from a future sniper rifle in a row, it is like being hit by two high-speed armor-piercing projectiles in a row.

He also miraculously met Feng Wu again at the market in the last ten days or so, and even forced her again and again not to wipe shoes for others? And wanted her to keep those ten light red crystals for him?

When Yu'er said this, a pair of confused eyes were filled with tears, obviously also feeling great regret for not being able to remember her father's name.

And Guo Zhuocheng stayed in Zunyi and didn't come over, which was to tell the Central Committee clearly: he would not interfere with the defense of Guiyang and the troops in Guiyang city, and everything would listen to the Central Committee. He would stay in Zunyi until the main Red Army of the Central Committee completely took over Guiyang before obeying orders to come over.

Okay, the context was explained a bit too much, but simply put, Daimler's continuous bad luck in the past few months was because of this bastard Lin Hongfei tossing behind his back. Now that Daimler had come to the door, regardless of whether they were here to hold him accountable, he had to give an explanation.

In fact, Lu Nan knew that Xiao Kenan's pretending to be a dead person was just to clear his relationship. But the gun came out of the military sub-district. If something happened, he wanted to clear it, I'm afraid there was no door.

Lin Hongfei, who didn't take 10 minutes but only 7 minutes to finish breakfast, even spent a minute calling Wang Guoliang to tell him that he was uncomfortable and wouldn't go to the air show.

The crisp sound traveled exceptionally far in the cold night, and the blood flowed down the pheasant's cheek to the marble floor, and then was washed away by the rain. ===== CHAPTER 478 =====