Capítulo 95 EN

The residence of Tibetan disciple, the disciple of the non-marking sword, is a mess at the moment, and basically everything that can be shackled has been smashed by Tibetan. The Tibetans in the half-faced and buns are full of hatred and unwillingness."The son, is it necessary to send things back?"

Tibetan man standing next to him is a middle-aged man in a robes, this is the housekeeper sent by the Tibetan when he joined the non-marking swordsman.Tibetan Wenbin said, "How else can it be? Thousands of uncles are at Huofengfeng.

If there is nothing, I can hardly see him even when I see him, let alone ask him to help me out."The middle-aged man whispered, "I don't think it's a simple way for the son. Doesn't the stick son feel that it is not easy? We simply sent the iron rod to the thousand-line peak, and the little confidant disciple came to discuss it."

If you want something, we will let him go to the thousands of peaks. So he can only find his own death."When Tibetan eyes brightened, he shook his head and said, "Who is the uncle of my family? This kind of murder by the knife is still not to be done. It is a swearing person.

Once we have not passed things in time, he initiated 狠Come, maybe I will come to my place to deal with me. The risk of doing so is too great."The middle-aged man turned his eyes. "There is still a way to give things to the confidant disciple, and then find a way to tell the thousand-line peaks about it.

Just say that you have found a good refining material. Prepared to give to the peak of the Lord, the result was forced to leave by the confidant disciple Mo Wuzhi."Zang Wenbin slaps a slap. "Well, use this method. You will give the iron stick to the little confidant disciple now.

I see how he faces the anger of my uncle."......I didn’t see the smoke in a month, and Mo Wuji kept talking to the smoker. He hoped that the smoke would remind me of some past events. Basically he is saying that the smoke is listening. When talking with Xiong Xiuzhu, the smoke is always listening quietly when Mo Wuji speaks.

The expression is quiet and calm, and his eyes are gentle."Young master, the Tibetan man is sending people things."

Xiong Xiuzhu’s voice rang outside.Mo Wuji stood up and looked at the smoker. "Smoke, I have something to study. You will turn around at the door of the house. If you are tired, go to sleep for a while."Although the smoke will not respond, but Wu Wuji knows that the child can understand his words.Seeing the smoker go out, Mo Wuxi said to Xiong Xiuzhu, "Big Sister, that thing is your home, you put it away. I have to study something, there is no special thing, don't bother me."

"Thank you, Master, I can get the sanctuary of the young master, and it is al