know
There are many black iron masters among those elite soldiers.
"You brought a lot of things!"
Zhou Jia holds Toba’s hand and has a panoramic view of the packages behind several people.
"There should be many good things, right?"
Wenchang’s body is tight and his consciousness is rejected.
"No, no"
"Don’t be nervous" Zhou Jia had to laugh.
"I’m not ready to rob you, but if I have no place to go for the time being, I might as well come with me and avoid it first."
Take the hood.
"My name is Zhou Jia. Have you ever heard of it?"
"Zhou Jia!" Wenchang’s eyes lit up
"Is it you?"
"I heard my adoptive father say that Zhao Fujia’s body was destroyed after the Battle of the Holy Mountain, and Zhou’s predecessor was the first master of Hongzeyu!"
"Well …" Zhou Jia shook his head.
"Does it count?"
Zhao Fujia lost his flesh, but he got a Yuanji reactor. Once it is completely integrated, its strength will become stronger.
But such things need to be told to outsiders.
"If it’s all right, let’s go!"
"predecessors"
Wenchang Qianbu
"I wonder if my adoptive father …"
"The Imperial Master is not dead" Zhou Jiakou
"In today’s situation, such as Zhou, it is not clear."
……
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……
Time goes by
Half a year later
change
Occur in interest
Undercurrent is unknown to outsiders.
I don’t know since then, dark temples have appeared in every corner of Hongze domain, especially in the middle of major cities.
Six families, the military seems to be slowly forgotten.
Only darkness dominates believers to walk in the world and spread their brilliance.
Yuancheng
Once the outer gate of Xuantianmeng had 36 veins, one source and one vein.
now
A temple over 100 meters high stands in the city.
"Father God!"
"Everything will eventually die!"
A group of people dressed in black robes lingered in front of each booth in the pedestrian street and stretched out their hands to take away all the busy achievements of the stall owner in the first half of the day.
They are obviously used to rummaging through everything, and they are even more skilled. No matter where they hide, gold and silver can be found.
In the face of black robes, stall owners hang their heads and say nothing, and more people dare to resist, and they are honestly searched by each other.
very
Take the initiative to take out your own harvest.
Autumn wind is rustling
Fallen leaves flying on the ground
Show desolation
"divine messenger"
A vendor who was thin and shivering in front of a porridge cake stall knelt down and pressed the bass and begged
"Little old children sell porridge cakes until morning. Can you leave some for our family to fill their stomachs?"
"Nobody bought porridge cakes in the second half of the day."
"Oh!"
A man in black raised his head and frowned.
"If you sell porridge cakes, will you be short of food?"
"Murphy …"
"Is it disrespectful to the gods?"