Chapter 740

Zhu Zhu Yijun could understand Felipe's motivation; Felipe envied the power of the Ming Emperor too much.

Also as a monarch, the power of the Ming is more centralized than that of the West. Felipe learning the power tactics of the Ming—this motivation is actually very easy to understand, but it is actually very difficult to realize because there is no one to use.

The Ming's imperial tactics are like grafting flowers onto a different tree; regardless of the cabinet system, the Directorate of Ceremonial, the Eastern Depot, the Western Depot, the Inner Depot, etc., the first thing needed is people, a new organization.

The eight thousand red lights flashed, immediately turning into a vast expanse of sharp shadows, and amidst the red electric arcs, they killed the enemy.

They heard from the able-bodied men who arrived first that some had indeed escaped into that mining area, but the examples of those who finally succeeded in escaping were few and far between.

In general, the rules of this exam were about the same as what Shiranui Genma understood, only the life-threatening danger was greatly reduced.

Seeing Su Li again, Lin Xiang felt a mix of emotions in her heart, and her complexion looked slightly ugly. Before coming over, she had a premonition that she would meet Su Li, but after truly seeing Su Li, her heart naturally felt another way.

Especially Li Yufei's troops; Li Yufei's troops were a special existence in the entire Independent Brigade.

Several ninjas immediately stopped moving, found an open space in the woods, sat around to rest, and chatted from time to time.

All eight ancestors were dumbfounded and immediately went to chase, but after searching a circle, there was not a trace left.

He Liang put down his rice bowl, quietly glanced at Pan Pan Liya, then walked to the refrigerator, took out a large apple, washed it, and then quietly came to the sofa and handed it to Pan Pan Liya.

"Uncle Xiao, don't kill him yet. We might as well ask about his purpose first." Lin Ge immediately stopped Xiao Sheng, who was about to take action. Hearing Lin Ge's words, Xiao Sheng also stopped his fingers and nodded.

He was concerned about the Heaven-Turning Staff. Now that his strength had grown, he could face him head-on, and he was confident he could snatch it back from his hands, and by the way, teach him a good lesson on how to be a good person.

How could Bai Yu resist Long Wu's strength? He was just dragged into the bar all the way like that.

An easel was placed in front of the window, and on the easel was a painting that had initially taken shape; it could basically be seen that it was the scenery in front of the courtyard.

After the two talked briefly, Squire Lin learned that Chen Jin did not know about the Lin family's affairs, and immediately repeated what he had told Old Daoist Wang when he went to the coffin shop in the morning, word for word.

Walking straight ahead with his hands behind his back, familiar with the road, he finally stopped in front of a dog meat shop at the end of the street.

"Get lost! I'm beating my own woman, don't you fucking meddle in other people's business..." Pork Zhang turned his head with a face full of flesh and glared at Bai Shao, the smell of alcohol on him making Bai Shao subconsciously take a step back.

If there has never been any opportunity, what can I do? This song itself is already a quite big problem; maybe this problem still has a certain degree.

Looking at the high mountains, green trees, and the animals running and birds flying outside, Li Yilan felt a sense of refreshment.

After Chen Jin and Shangguan Qin, who were not far away, saw this scene, their expressions changed, and then they stepped forward and ran again.

It wasn't considered a very difficult thing to handle in itself. As for the other things, can I still keep talking about them? It's estimated that it's just a wrong thing from the start. Can I really see it? If I really can't see it all the time, can I still keep feeling it?

Zhao Xiran was still immersed in the matter of seeing her father just now. She did not go back to her mother's place because she did not know if she could still control herself.

Lin Yuan clicked on the lottery out of thin air, and two large turntables popped up, one labeled "Entry-Level Lottery" and one labeled "Primary Lottery." There was a faint "1" on the large turntable of the primary lottery.

Ouyang Qian seemed to smell something, her smooth forehead wrinkled fiercely, and a feeling of something bad surged from the bottom of her heart.