Fear, yes, fear, he can't be afraid, they came to the door.
The more frightened they are, the clearer the moment in their mind, the faster it turns.
They, xuanyuanche, have come. Who is the Ryukyu, the moon that looks like Murong Ryukyu three years ago?
Ryukyu, Murong Ryukyu.
The whole heart jumped to the throat, and Fei fell into the ice cellar for a moment, shivering and unable to breathe.
It's her. It's Murong Ryukyu who comes from hell.
It's not the overseas Ryukyu, it's Murong ryukyue, it's Murong ryukyue.
It's not him, it's wrong, it's wrong, they're wrong.
What they awarded was not the loyal Ryukyu, but the murderer, the Shura Murong Ryukyu.
Murong Ryukyu, xuanyuanche, they are here, they are here together.
Come to find him to settle accounts, come to their revenge.
He felt that Fei Chenglie, who was powerful at Ryukyu, could not control his heart rate. Others did not know that Ryukyu was powerful. He knew that he had seen Ryukyu, who had been killed by iron blood, who had been killed by the Buddha, who had been killed by the Buddha, and who was addicted to the God.
He knew more about the news from the sky after he ran away.
Zuo Xiangfu, Libu Shilang mansion, Li Bu Shangshu mansion, empress Liu, Prince, none of the people who participated in the killing of xuanyuanche are alive.
Blood wash, a blood wash.
"No Can't Don't let him People... " Shivering, speechless, he clenched his teeth.
"Dad, what do you say?"
"We can't let them turn over the golden days. We can't let them win."
Don't let Murong, Ryukyu and xuanyuanche work together to turn over the sky of their later Jin Dynasty. Don't let them succeed. Otherwise, their later Jin Dynasty, their later Jin Dynasty
Fei Chenglie was afraid of Ryukyu and betrayed Houjin in front of xuanyuanche. However, he loved his country as much as he could sacrifice for Houjin. He was still facing Houjin.
"Come on, let's play fireworks and glass bombs. Hurry up."