This secret can’t be known, otherwise it’s a capital crime to face only six words.

Who am I, and what is that bloody handprint? It’s a pity that those who have lost their memories leave some short fragments, and the memory of bloody handprints is almost
Lin Feng sat by the bed with his eyes fixed on the window. He crossed into a royal guard. Lin Feng was involved in an imperial battle. Zhu Biao was also poor. He had a domineering father and his younger brothers who tried their best to seize the throne
Ma Huanghou was born in No.4 Middle School, and Taitai Zhu Biao didn’t say much about his height. Zhu Shang made the king of Qin a champion, and he was the most loved by Zhu Yuanzhang. Unfortunately, he was too proud to be seen by others. Zhu Yuanzhang knew that such a personality was by no means an imperial talent, and who was the master behind the handprint!
The night was horribly dark and windson simply felt a chill against the wall and the whole body gave a shiver.
Who is the real identity when you come here? Is it a member of the organization with bloody handprints in the iron box?
If the ultimate goal is to get rid of those eyes around the Zhu Biao No.10 camp in Shentaifu, what is the purpose and what is the bloody handprint sent? Hold the handle at that moment. Who else can be trusted except this flying fish knife?
Chapter one hundred and twenty-three Ten Battalion Details
For more than ten days in a row, the situation in Beijing has changed, and many things happen every day, and the size is also quickly forgotten. Behind the prosperity and wealth, everyone becomes more and more indifferent.
Windson simply left the 10th Battalion to give advice to the young people on the art of using saber and blood fingerprints, and put aside the newcomer’s trial for the time being, that is, the quota is limited. Everyone tried their best to contribute to the 10th Battalion, which is also the best way to prove themselves.
Shout bursts of knife light flashing hot sun sweating like rain, only two people show leisurely flying swallow sitting in the shade and looking at Fang Qian’s drama, looking down at her fingers and humming a few words from time to time. Li Xiuer sits on the steps and holds her head in her hand and looks at Lin Feng. I don’t know what to think about. Sargam Xiaoyu sits aside.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, Tang Niu’s fists hit continuously, and suddenly his arms were thick and thin, and the stakes broke one after another. He was naked and his muscles collapsed, and his face was covered with scars of all sizes. Although Tang Niu was different from others, he was trained to be like this with limited help.
"awesome"
There is no denying that Tang Niu is really strong and physically strong, and his body is not affected at all by his hard fists and sticks. This is different from Shaolin authentic King Kong, which is not bad. It is because people compete all the year round to practice bronze and iron.
"If you want to become a Bitang cow, you have to work harder."
"Sure."
Dongfuji
Sun Xian bowed his head in Dongzhen Fu’s hand, holding the information of Tang Niu. Tang Niu looks rough, and there is a scar at the corner of his eye. The man with thick eyebrows was born at the age of 27, and the father of Sanli Town was born in Tang Li’s mother.
Face-to-face description is Tang Niu’s experience. He has suffered a lot since he was a child. He has done hard work for people. After he left home at the age of ten, the information is unknown. According to Jianghu, in recent years, he was a famous thief who was imprisoned in Sanjiang Village. Finally, Lin Feng saved his wife. His martial arts is strong, but his fist can be crushed. His strength is amazing. He likes to fight against injustice and his personality is impulsive.
"Check is very detailed" said Dongzhen fondle. "
"Adults don’t dare to be a little sloppy."
"On that day, I was imprisoned because of karma?"
"Offend Sanjiang Village Xiancheng"
"Yu Datong"
"It’s still an adult who knows all about the life of officials around Beijing."
Dongzhen Fu responded with a cool smile and liked this touting. "If this kind of thing is commanded by adults, it is not clear, but it is not good for Yu Datong. It is a pity that he is too greedy and eventually gets into trouble."
Knife light flashing Li Hu issued three knives in a row. Before Lin Feng, "the first knife is acceptable, and the breath of the second knife is weakened when you start. The third knife can play 30% so forcibly. Once you meet a good player, you will inevitably suffer."
"Ask adults for advice"
Lin Fengshen sends a knife to sink the air at a speed that is not fast, and the strength is also limited. When the wrist turns, the second knife is faster and fiercer than the first knife when it flashes, followed by the third knife, which splits out a clean flying fish knife and takes back the waist. "Killing three knives is enough."
"Master Xie" Li Hu’s face lit up, and the bottleneck of the knife method finally found a solution. The first knife is empty, but there is something real, and the strength is limited. The second knife is the key. When the second knife is cut out, there is spare capacity, and the moves are exquisite and unpredictable.
Fushun, Dongzhen, turned to the second picture. Li Hu Sanli Town was born in Sanli Town. The parents of orphans and their families died in a plague. They grew up eating hundreds of meals, and the source of the knife was unknown. The character was tough and flawed, and they wanted to be the best.
"It is important to know how many people are hurt by a good word. There is no difference between a good catcher and an ordinary catcher. Even if it is the best, it will still be a catcher."
"Adult makes sense, although some things are difficult to succeed, the roots are not at ease." Sun Xian said that Yu Guang looked at Dongzhen fondle and secretly read each other’s mind, which is also a kind of thing.
"Play!"
Dong Zhen Fu Kan’s eyebrows are wrinkled. There are a few simple words on his face. The martial arts of Lu Jun Opera are unknown, and he knows the defects of Yi Shu. The failure of Qingfeng Valley in the greedy leopard group is not Lin Fengshen, but the name of Dong Zhen Fu Yi, who has never played before, pays more attention to this person.
"There are so many?"
Sun Xian nodded. "Beizhi sent people to ask everyone in the theater that they didn’t know anything about Lu Jun. When the other party entered the capital, they were timid and never argued. Even if they encountered difficulties, they chose to endure and could not see that there was too much."
"This is the most terrible thing. The simpler you look at it, the more complicated it is. The eagle group will stare at this person. It is easy to deal with a greedy person." Dongzhen Fu gave a sneer and tried to catch each other’s flaws. There is no exception.
Lu Jun, from the 10th Battalion, looked intently at those slender hands, and looked focused like a lover lingering in the courtyard. It seemed that he didn’t have those hands and casually hummed Qugen in the whole world. It was unexpected that someone would be interested in a play in another place.
"On how to meet an opponent’s knife, you must firmly hold a blow and make up your mind."
"Yes, my Lord"
Small hands holding a knife and practicing hard for a long time, the right arm is sore, and it depends on both hands to ensure the accuracy of the knife.
"Ask me! Interesting name "Dongzhen caresses the file sent by the snake group in front of him. It should be because of the habit of ten camps or it is easier to remember that everyone knows little, but it is not clear who is asking me.
"My adult asked me that I entered the 10th Battalion two years ago as an alternate Royal Guards, and I hardly knew the art of using saber. Now I have Lin Fengxin in the 10th Battalion."
"If such a person enters the standby camp of the Royal Guards, will the Royal Guards become so miserable?"
"It’s not so easy to get into the standby camp alone."
"Who is it?"
"Tongzhi’s adult personally sent it to the standby camp, let alone a person, even a pig."

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