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Wu Xiang's action is a meal, and he quickly dodges to the side. Wait to see clearly the person who attacked her, again shocked.
"You're not dead!"
The person in front of her is the one she sent to assassinate murongsheng. She was also the one who ran away from her this morning. She thought it was strange, but what she didn't expect was that she was really involved with murongsheng.
This is murongsheng's room, and he is here. So the master lying on the bed knows what to write?!
"Get out of the way, I'll take my master away from here." In any case, what she has to do is to take the master away quickly and not let him stay in murongsheng's territory.
But who knows, when she moved, the potstickers also moved with her. With a long sword in her hand, she was forced to retreat. She couldn't get close to the bedside, even closer to shangguanhuang lying on the bed.
Wuxiangdun was furious: "you step down, do you understand me! I haven't punished you for the unfinished task assigned to you, but you are against me? "
Today's potstickers can't be heard from Wu Xiang. In his mind, Murong Sheng is his master and the one he wants to be loyal to. As for the woman in front of me, I haven't seen her. I don't know. She's noisy.
Potstickers are not to say a word, completely do not give no chance to breathe. There are killing moves everywhere. The attacker who has no leeway has no fragrance.
The master said, no one can be near the bed.
Who wants to get close, only death!
Wu Xiang was forced to retreat by the potstickers, and his anger was surging: "you traitor, don't you even listen to me?"
Now that I have begun to listen to her, it's useless to keep this person. It's better to kill him directly!
Wu Xiang pulls out her sword to attack the potstickers. The potstickers are her private affairs. She knows how powerful her Kung Fu is. In other people there may be a master, but in front of her, but also higher than her!
The two men were fighting in a narrow space, because it was estimated that shangguanhuang, who was lying on the bed, did not fight close to the bedside.
The strength of potstickers is not as good as Wuxiang, but the potstickers themselves are trained according to the dead. There are killing moves everywhere. There are no redundant moves. Every time you make a move, you just take the key from the opposite person. Although temporarily fell in the downwind, was no incense stabbed out a lot of wounds. But the speed of the hand did not slow down.
Wu Xiang was in the upper hand, and he didn't get any benefits from the potstickers.
The dead man himself is very difficult. From the beginning to the end, he is a kind of reckless play, and he doesn't care about his own life. He is full of thinking about how to kill the other side. Let the other side be able to defend one side but not the other.
It's very angry that Wu Xiang jumps.
In addition, the potstickers selected by Wu Xiang himself are the most qualified of the same group. Now I suddenly started to hand over the potstickers, which made her lift the stone and smash her feet.
It's a terrible way to fight. It's more fierce than before!
What Wu Xiang didn't expect was that the potstickers themselves were not a living person. How could they die, and how could they feel the pain?
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Wu Xiang's action is a meal, and he quickly dodges to the side. Wait to see clearly the person who attacked her, again shocked.
"You're not dead!"
The person in front of her is the one she sent to assassinate murongsheng. She was also the one who ran away from her this morning. She thought it was strange, but what she didn't expect was that she was really involved with murongsheng.
This is murongsheng's room, and he is here. So the master lying on the bed knows what to write?!
"Get out of the way, I'll take my master away from here." In any case, what she has to do is to take the master away quickly and not let him stay in murongsheng's territory.
But who knows, when she moved, the potstickers also moved with her. With a long sword in her hand, she was forced to retreat. She couldn't get close to the bedside, even closer to shangguanhuang lying on the bed.
Wuxiangdun was furious: "you step down, do you understand me! I haven't punished you for the unfinished task assigned to you, but you are against me? "
Today's potstickers can't be heard from Wu Xiang. In his mind, Murong Sheng is his master and the one he wants to be loyal to. As for the woman in front of me, I haven't seen her. I don't know. She's noisy.
Potstickers are not to say a word, completely do not give no chance to breathe. There are killing moves everywhere. The attacker who has no leeway has no fragrance.
The master said, no one can be near the bed.
Who wants to get close, only death!
Wu Xiang was forced to retreat by the potstickers, and his anger was surging: "you traitor, don't you even listen to me?"
Now that I have begun to listen to her, it's useless to keep this person. It's better to kill him directly!
Wu Xiang pulls out her sword to attack the potstickers. The potstickers are her private affairs. She knows how powerful her Kung Fu is. In other people there may be a master, but in front of her, but also higher than her!
The two men were fighting in a narrow space, because it was estimated that shangguanhuang, who was lying on the bed, did not fight close to the bedside.
The strength of potstickers is not as good as Wuxiang, but the potstickers themselves are trained according to the dead. There are killing moves everywhere. There are no redundant moves. Every time you make a move, you just take the key from the opposite person. Although temporarily fell in the downwind, was no incense stabbed out a lot of wounds. But the speed of the hand did not slow down.
Wu Xiang was in the upper hand, and he didn't get any benefits from the potstickers.
The dead man himself is very difficult. From the beginning to the end, he is a kind of reckless play, and he doesn't care about his own life. He is full of thinking about how to kill the other side. Let the other side be able to defend one side but not the other.
It's very angry that Wu Xiang jumps.
In addition, the potstickers selected by Wu Xiang himself are the most qualified of the same group. Now I suddenly started to hand over the potstickers, which made her lift the stone and smash her feet.
It's a terrible way to fight. It's more fierce than before!
What Wu Xiang didn't expect was that the potstickers themselves were not a living person. How could they die, and how could they feel the pain?
Wu Xiang's action is a meal, and he quickly dodges to the side. Wait to see clearly the person who attacked her, again shocked. "You're not dead!" The person in front of her is the one she sent to assassinate murongsheng. She was also the one who ran away from her this morning. She thought it was strange, but what she didn't expect was that she was really involved with murongsheng. This is murongsheng's room, and he is here. So the master lying on the bed knows what to write?! "Get out of the way, I'll take my master away from here." In any case, what she has to do is to take the master away quickly and not let him stay in murongsheng's territory. But who knows, when she moved, the potstickers also moved with her. With a long sword in her hand, she was forced to retreat. She couldn't get close to the bedside, even closer to shangguanhuang lying on the bed. Wuxiangdun was furious: "you step down, do you understand me! I haven't punished you for the unfinished task assigned to you, but you are against me? " Today's potstickers can't be heard from Wu Xiang. In his mind, Murong Sheng is his master and the one he wants to be loyal to. As for the woman in front of me, I haven't seen her. I don't know. She's noisy. Potstickers are not to say a word, completely do not give no chance to breathe. There are killing moves everywhere. The attacker who has no leeway has no fragrance. The master said, no one can be near the bed. Who wants to get close, only death! Wu Xiang was forced to retreat by the potstickers, and his anger was surging: "you traitor, don't you even listen to me?" Now that I have begun to listen to her, it's useless to keep this person. It's better to kill him directly! Wu Xiang pulls out her sword to attack the potstickers. The potstickers are her private affairs. She knows how powerful her Kung Fu is. In other people there may be a master, but in front of her, but also higher than her! The two men were fighting in a narrow space, because it was estimated that shangguanhuang, who was lying on the bed, did not fight close to the bedside. The strength of potstickers is not as good as Wuxiang, but the potstickers themselves are trained according to the dead. There are killing moves everywhere. There are no redundant moves. Every time you make a move, you just take the key from the opposite person. Although temporarily fell in the downwind, was no incense stabbed out a lot of wounds. But the speed of the hand did not slow down. Wu Xiang was in the upper hand, and he didn't get any benefits from the potstickers. The dead man himself is very difficult. From the beginning to the end, he is a kind of reckless play, and he doesn't care about his own life. He is full of thinking about how to kill the other side. Let the other side be able to defend one side but not the other. It's very angry that Wu Xiang jumps. In addition, the potstickers selected by Wu Xiang himself are the most qualified of the same group. Now I suddenly started to hand over the potstickers, which made her lift the stone and smash her feet. It's a terrible way to fight. It's more fierce than before! What Wu Xiang didn't expect was that the potstickers themselves were not a living person. How could they die, and how could they feel the pain?
