However, xuanyuanche is not good. A cup of liumianmi is absolutely unrepresentative. These old ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty are also fatuous.
When the fire broke out, the six people in the open space danced and exulted more and more.
It's like six gyroscopes, turning wildly on the ground, with that fla, it's like a fireball, dazzling everyone's eyes.
"Good Kung Fu." Yunzhao glances at six people and praises them.
Without decades of cultivation, it is impossible to turn like a wind without hurting yourself.
It seems that the Southern Song Dynasty has turned its mind to useless work.
There is no one on the battlefield. This skill is excellent.
In the praise, with Prince Ren taking the lead, those senior officials who were left to return to heaven in the Southern Song Dynasty also ca here one by one with wine glasses.
For a while, xuanyuanche and Yunzhao were almost surrounded and overwheld.
Xuanyuanche is very happy today. He is also pleased with his face. Whoever cos here will not refuse. He is very proud of his face.
At present, those who have returned and those who have fought for so long are happy.
The moon is bright, and the performance of six people in the open space is even more wonderful.
"Master, Ouyang Yu Fei's pigeon is in a hurry to deliver the letter." In this bustling sound, Du Yi ca up quietly from behind and stood beside Ryukyu.
Ryukyu heard that his eyes were moving. He was in a hurry. What was his hurry?
Thinking in my heart, I took the news from Du Yi's hand and looked at it.
"Don't drink sandalwood water and honey." A few simple words, flying dragon and flying phoenix, seem to be written in a hurry at that ti.
Pinched the chicken feathers stuck on the edge of the information, the eyes of Ryukyu's eyebrows moved, even if it was urgent to touch the chicken feathers, what's Ouyang Yufei's idea.
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