To sell this sword, you must have a heartwarming story.The point is to let the bamboo choose this sword.Otherwise, it would rather kill this fellow here than let the Supreme Order fall into his hands.

“This story is long.In short, when the dragon gun martial arts was still weak, he fell in love with a woman, and that woman was the next successor of the gate...” If anyone had seen the ability of Shen to make up stories, he would surely be ready on the melon bench now.

“The two of them were in love.Dragon Gun Wusheng made a promise to the woman, saying: You accompany me for years, I paint your face is not old.After that, the woman returned to the teacher, but told her that she would marry the son of the head of the day.The woman did not agree, but the teacher's life was difficult to disobey.After the dragon gun Wusheng learned this news, his heart turned to ashes.After that, he continued to practice martial arts, in order to one day, to recover his beloved daughter."

In the end, the woman married the son of the leader.But since then, she has been sullen, always thinking of dragon gun martial arts.Sometimes, in the face of love.Even if we let go, we must be supplemented by persistence, tears emerge, and a reason for not looking back.His eyes were open, and after all, a man was alone.So, getting used to it, sat alone and began to measure the vastness of the sky, trying to one day push the haze out of the hand.”Sitting there, he began to tell a story.

Xie Qiuqiu and the white bamboo are so engrossed in the arrogance, which is a touching love.

If you were one, if I were you, if I were you.If one of the world is buried, there is a glimmer of tenderness.If there is a tenderness, if there is a tenderness between the two ends, if there is a tenderness in the middle, there is a waiting.I came from a dream, I left from a dream.When I wake up, you are not in the dust.If the monologue is not clean, it will be a happy heart-rheavy, the edge is extinguished, and the ashes will always be cleaned.There is no need for no one to burst into tears, and there is no need to be in the midst of the quiet of the night.”He always thought of himself as a good poet.He felt that with his own story, the life of the dragon gun martial arts, had a new layer of sublimation.He is satisfied!He is proud!

"Let's talk about the sword first, the story or something, and I'll tell you later."The glare of the twilight interrupted the self-indulgence of Shen.

"Oh, yes, sword, sword."

“Do you know what kind of material this sword is made of?”

"I don't know."The two curious babies shook their heads together.

“Do you know the origin of the sword?”

"I don't know."The two curious babies shook their heads again.

“Do you know how sharp this sword is?”

"I don't know."The two curious babies continued to shake their heads.

"This sword is made of foreign iron.It is Wusheng's old man's sword, giving himself to his lover.This sword cuts like mud, and a sharp sword will be cut off by it.”

"So strong?I don't believe it."The face of the flower shook his head in unbelief.

"Playboy, lend me your sword."Shen proudly had a bad uncle's expression and beckoned to the white bamboo.

“Why?”Although the bamboo was puzzled, he still handed the sword over.

“Shut up—”Waving is a sword.

Then the sword of the flower was cut in two.

"My sword!" the flower-green bamboo chin fell to the ground, staring at this scene.

What a sharp sword!I want it.”Xie Qiuqiu looked at the water.

“Do you believe it now?”He looked out of his eyes.

The flower and the bamboo decisively took the sword from the proud hand and said, "I want this sword, so what token and stone you take to share."

I want the sword too!I can't give it to you."Xie Qiu forked his waist, dissatisfied.

Shen proudly kicked this girl.I don't understand!

"Gentlemen do not win love, thank the woman, since the play wants to take this sword to pursue his sister, why don't we not all have a lover in this world?"Is the leaves the chase, or is someone hanging the southeast branch?

"I don't care what they're going to do to the dogs, men and women, and give me the sword."In fact, Xie Qiuqiu has already felt the proud intention.But if their attitude suddenly changes, it will certainly make the other party suspicious.So, she played a little acting.

The face of the flower bamboo proudly grinned at Xie Qiuqiu, laughing, "As long as Brother Shen does not help you steal this sword, you can't beat me, I will be afraid of you?"Thank you for the autumn.”

“Aw Lord, look at him!”

"Well, killing Ji without defeat also has his merits.This sword is not enough to give to the flower brother, right?Besides, isn’t there any token and these stones?The value of these stones, I know, is worth a hundred thousand gold."Shen Ao deliberately said this, because he dared to conclude that the district more than one million gold, although the heart of the flowers and bamboo, is not yet for these money and their own and other people.

“Is that worth?”His eyes were wide open, showing the look of wealth.I have to say, Xie Qiuqiu's performance of this woman really has not been selected.She played a fortune, and it was called a wonderful one.

"Well, Xie Qiuqiu, you see that my sword is worth more than just a sword."These stones are worth millions of dollars of gold."The twilight is on the side of the road.

Xie Qiuqiu frowned and tangled a half-sound, and finally did not want to say, "Well, I want these stones, the token is useless, since you think it has commemorative value, then you take it."

Shen proudly smiled and put the token away, and did not forget to take advantage of these stones, too, how many of them did I score?Otherwise I will be a loser.”

“Where did you just tell the story?”Xie Qiuqiu expressed an expression that wanted to change the topic and quickly put the stone away.

The flowers on the side of the bamboo sticky mouth and straighten their mouths, and expressed great sympathy for the proud encounter.As everyone knows, Xie Qiuqiu and Shen Ao are also looking at him sympathetically.

What is Xie Qiu’s head?Who is proud of you?These two big and small foxes pry a pinch of pi shares, and know what each other is doing.In Xie Qiuqiu's view, since Shen proudly did not let himself choose the sword, then there must be a reason for him.This sale will not be lost.

“The most important thing in my life is to be friends with you.But the story continues.In order to recover his beloved daughter.After years of cultivation, I finally entered the woman's teacher's door and rescued her."

“And then what?”The trolls are curious.This story, he had to listen to his sister.

Who is proud of this man?It is called good beginning and good end.Since the story begins, of course, it must be finished.This is called after-sales service!

“The woman gave her hand to Wu Sheng’s hand, and said, “I will give you my left hand, and hold it with your hand, and I will hide my heart in the middle, and there will be one man who let go of me.”

“And then what?”Xie Qiuqiu also turned his head and expressed his curiosity.

“And Wu Sheng said, On the day of your death, your left hand is in my right hand.”

"As a result, the woman took Wu Sheng's hand, and it was so fragrant and jade."He looked up at the sky at 48:6.

“Fuck!What is this father’s story?”The twilight of the twilight.

“The truth is often cruel.The woman whom Wu She is beloved, all these years of disheartened, has been abused by her husband, and had not insisted on seeing Wu Sheng again, she would have passed away long ago.”

"I have always made a wish, have been wandering, occasionally stop only to carefully consider in order to find your voice, and then I went to a rambling corner, took a boam, but seemed to drink poison."It doesn’t matter if there is or not, it doesn’t matter if it was yesterday.It hurts the most, isn’t it?”For Shen Ao, every love story, if there is no beautiful words carved, it is pale.

For example, this love story for Wu Sheng, if you say this: Wu Sheng fell in love with a woman, the woman married the son of the head, Wu Sheng Cultivation snatched back the woman, and the woman died.

Look, look, how pale, how boring, how boring?

"That's it!Is it for this reason that Wu Sheng buried this sword in his own tomb?”Bamboo laments the connection.

For a while, all three were revelled in this desolate love story.

At this time, the body of Wusheng on the golden coffin moved.Because the old man was repaired to a superb, even after hundreds of years, the corpse still did not see how to rot.

Wu Sheng sat up from the coffin, looked at the sluggish eyes, and opened his mouth to spit out a word.

“Go away!”

“Create the hole!The body is deceitful.”

“Oh, mother!”

“What are you doing!The body changes!“Run!”Shen proudly frightened the goose hair and turned and ran outside.

Well, the story can also make the body angry and deceitful, and pride can be proud of it.

The three of them seemed to be a ghost, and they escaped in panic and escaped from the broken dragon stone gate, and then Liso kicked the rock below the broken dragon stone.

When the dragon stone valley ran out of a distance, there was a roar of dragons in the valley, and then a huge noise of the dragon stone falling from the air.At this moment, the whole ground seemed to tremble.

Thankfully, the old man cheated!Otherwise, the three of them were trapped inside.

The three of them looked at each other, and looked at each other.

“Cough, what do you say?”Xie Qiuqiu gritted his teeth and felt that his legs were still trembling.

The white bamboo left his mouth and said, "The broken dragons and stones have all fallen, and the old ancestors should not chase them out?"

"Why did the old man suddenly cheat the body?"Does he have any wishes?”Xie Qiu asked doubtfully.

Why did the old man cheat?

The three of them looked up at the sky.

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