MTL - I Am Supreme-Chapter 10 Good surname, good name!

This night, the clouds are not very calm; but in another place, some people are even more uneasy.

Marshal House.

Qiu Jianhan, the old Marshal, was squatting tightly.

"Who is it, took Wu Wenyuan, but killed him and sent the body back?"

"Who is it, saved Wu Wenyuan's mother and wife?"

These two problems make the old Marshal puzzling. Since killing Wu Wenyuan, why should he save his wife and mother? Since it is possible to save Wu Wenyuan’s wife and mother, why did the few sons and daughters of Wu Wenyuan not be rescued together?

This is simply upside down!

Moreover, in the strict Tianmong, just take people out, send them in, and bring them out... This incident gave the autumn Marshal an inexplicable panic.

That is the dungeon!

Among the capitals, one of the few most guarded places to be counted.

So how do people get in and out like a flat?

Next to it, is a middle-aged man with a Confucianism. His face is elegant and free-spirited. It seems that everything is here, it is all light and windy.

"Marshal, I think, this matter is not important. After all, the killing has been killed..." The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "In my opinion, this matter is not as important as other things."

"Well?" Qiu Jianhan has a thick eyebrow.

"Kill Wu Wenyuan, send back the body, and save Wu Wenyuan's wife and mother..." Middle-aged Confucianism said: "The people who do these things are obviously one person, or ... the same organization. This organization is not Wu Wenyuan. One party is already affirmed. If it is a accomplices, it will never kill Wu Wenyuan."

Qiu Jian Han Road: "Well?"

"I suspect that the reason why Wu Wenyuan was killed but his wife and mother were saved is only an exchange condition." Middle-aged Confucian smile: "So, you can explain."

"The reason why Wu Wenyuan's children are not saved is even more an enemy of Wu Wenyuan. Because he does not want Wu Wenyuan's blood to continue."

Middle-aged Confucianism, said: "So it is such an incomprehensible thing. In general, the younger brother believes that this person is standing on our side, is a friend and non-enemy. Even if it is a bit arrogant, it is impossible. But it is also excusable."

Qiu Jianhan slowly dagger: "So, what are the other things?"

"Other things..." Middle-aged Confucian scholars said: "Wu Wenyuan is certainly evidenced, and sin deserves it; but behind Wu Wenyuan, there must be a huge force. Wu Wenyuan has been dead. His identity in one aspect has not been revealed!"

"When the memorial service is completed today, the record of the city gate official does not know that the marshal has seen it."

The middle-aged scribe has a faint worry on his face: "There are a lot of people... people from the rivers and lakes are entering Tiantang City from all directions. There are four doors; many of these people are among the masters, but But not on any record..."

"It is true that the identity of these people is fake."

"At this time when Wu Wenyuan was just killed, suddenly there are so many people hiding their identity, disguising themselves, entering Tiantang City... This matter, thinking carefully!"

"I am afraid that... the revenge of the mysterious organization has come. Or, there is a certain purpose." Middle-aged scribes: "On this section, the coach can't help."

Qiu Jianhan Shen focused on nodding.

"Just I still think..." Qiu Jianhan said: "The thing that was in the day was a bit strange."

"I feel..." Hesitated for a while, the middle-aged scribe said: "This time, and... when the time...the nine-day order was issued...somewhat similar..."

He was not sure about frowning, whispering: "That... familiar... the dark tide that no one can resist..."

"what!?"

The old marshal Qiu Jianhan suddenly stood up and stood out, and the light of the monks broke out in his eyes: "Nine?!"

......

early morning.

Tiantang City is a little chaotic.

Suddenly there was a big case of twelve human lives. The security guards in Tiantang City were busy and don’t want to. The four investigations of the bad news and the results of the investigation were all in front of each other. There is a feeling that this is not a big deal.

What is dead are some scums filled with squalor; the faces of people who have been investigated before and after, are in the breath: big people! Finally dead! These **** are finally packed up...

This performance.

Even some people are actually full of excitement, bought a dish of food and friends to call friends: "Come here, drink, have a happy day. Hearty and smooth..."

Some people even complained: "The **** on our side have not been cleaned up..."

After the clearance was checked, I didn’t get any valuable news and only got an exciting feedback. Looking back at Yin Da Ren, Fu Yin’s mouth twitched his mouth and said, “No clue, check it slowly...”

Ok, check it out slowly.

Then let us slowly check...

The servant retreats and relaxes in his heart: this is a good day for the dog, and it’s good to die.

......

In the yard, the knife whistling, Yun Yang is familiar with the knife.

Familiar with the knife and other things, he is naturally not willing to use the blade of God.

The Blade of God has now turned into a purple lotus on his sleeve.

Such a magical weapon is naturally worthwhile when it is used most easily. Exposed in advance, what do you mean?

As for hanging around the waist every day, it’s not a stupid hat...

"The first type, the knife is not tolerant." Yun Yang's toes are swung, the knees are supported, the rotation of the calves drives the shaft of the waist, and the body turns half a circle. The wooden knife in the hand slanted from the bottom up, brushing, tearing Broken space.

It’s just that I’ve practiced this style and I’ve practiced it for thousands of times.

Lao Mei looked at it and grinned.

This trick...is pretty good-looking; it’s a pity that in actual combat, it should be useless...

However, the practice of the son can be really desperate...

"Call..." The last bit of strength was completely used up. Yun Yang finally fell to the ground with his ass; the sweat was suddenly coming out like a waterfall, and immediately it was wet.

He closed his mouth and tried to breathe in his nostrils. He used his unrestrained mind to ignite the scent of Dan Tianzhong and walked through the whole body meridians. Although he almost suffocated, he never opened his mouth and gasped at this time. .

Because of that, the hard work of the morning will not leave one.

After the time of half a cup of tea, Yun Yang’s breathing turned to a steady, pale face, and gradually became rosy.

Lao Mei’s expression is from disdain to respect.

Not everyone can be so embarrassed about themselves.

Since the beginning of the practice of the knife, the breathing has returned to calm; the middle has broken through the limits of the human body for more than a dozen times; and these dozens of breakthroughs will become the everlasting progress of Yunyang, and will never go backwards.

Because, when he was the most tired, he chose the most difficult practice!

"The son is so mentally, he will become a big tool in the future. Just..." There is a long-standing doubt in Lao Mei's heart: "The son has always acted and moved, never impulsive, and he is eager to avoid harm, and is extremely intelligent; What caused the son to suffer such a serious injury last year? The whole body repair was completely lost?"

“What happened to the son?” Laomei felt that she had been with her son for three years, but she never really knew her son.

His body seems to be covered with a mysterious fog all the time. People can't see it at all.

Another strange thing is that... the jade on the son of the son seems to have disappeared. The original son is very fond of the ice jade, can calm down the mind... But now, obviously one piece is gone.

Where have you gone?

The door knocker was ringing.

"Don't ask Yun Gongzi at home?"

A crisp voice came.

Yun Yang and Lao Mei stunned at the same time.

Actually came to the visitor?

This is a rare thing.

Yunfu closed the door and thanked the guests, never accepting the exchange; it is already known to everyone in Tiantang City. For four or five years, no visitors came to the door.

Someone is surviving today...

"Oh..." an excited voice came.

I saw a monkey with golden hair, and rushed in with a jump, and the light-stricken road flew directly from the gate to the small yard of Yunyang, and slammed into the embrace of Yunyang, excited and dancing.

"..."

Yun Yang’s face is a kind of capitalization.

I just met last night, how come I found it today? I just like monkeys like it? I was very vocal about the woman last night, how come I still find it?

Looking at the little monkey with less than two feet in his arms, licking the red buttocks, crawling over in his arms and crawling over, brushing his shoulders, then sliding down from behind, and then the next moment he climbed up from the crotch. Drilled into my arms...

Yun Yang white eyeballs turned over.

A fragrant wind blew at the gate, and it was refreshing.

I saw a slim woman standing at the gate and watching Yunyang smile.

The woman's body is sturdy, she is fit, and she is wearing an ordinary Tsing Yi. She wears it on her body, but it seems to be riding the wind. The body is full of Zhong Ling's arrogance, not like the red dust.

Just... a face is too ordinary to be a little...

Yun Yang naturally does not think that this is the true face of this woman. How can a woman with such a good spirit be so ordinary?

"Yun Gongzi, take the liberty to visit, please don't be surprised." The woman's voice is crisp, so that people can't tell the comfort.

"Don't dare, the girl is willing to come to the humble house, it is really beautiful." Yun Yang smiled warmly: "Please."

"Xie Gongzi." The woman smiled calmly and walked in. Seeing the thousands of illusion monkeys who have been unable to fall on him since seeing Yun Yang, the eyes swept through a glimmer of light.

"Last night, I forgot to ask the girl to honor her name." Yun Yang said with some apologies.

The Tsing Yi woman resisted the urge to turn her eyes, and said: If I don’t come today, I am afraid that you will not think about it in your life. Presumably, I came to see me, and there was nothing to say, but I used this as an opening statement.

This is a Lu man who looks very smart, and actually doesn't understand it at all, regardless of his daughter's mood!

"The son of the child laughed. The girl's surname, the plan of the plan."

"Good surname!" Yun Yang clap his hands, with an exaggerated expression and tone, sighed loudly: "Just this one word, let Yun think of it, from ancient times to today, all the big things, no need to count. It is the root of all human beings. The so-called Wang Tu hegemony, the so-called Qing Shi Dan heart, is nothing ... count!"

"The son of the prize." Tsing Yi woman finally could not help but rolled her eyes.

If it weren’t for the thousand illusion monkeys and their own big things, they could hardly stand up and walk.

Just a surname, you boast such a whole lot. Moreover, the point is that the fear of others can not see the hypocrisy when you praise others! This guy is simply owing to the extreme!

Yun Yang licked his nose and said: "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

The girl said that she was not angry. "Single name is a spiritual word."

"Good name!" Yun Yang loudly praised: "Whenever you use the meter, you must be spiritual! The girl's name is really good! As the saying goes, the spirit is counted, the meter is not the meter, the meter is the meter, the name is good. Ah, the name. The girl’s name actually tells the story of all the winners of the past and the present..."

"..."

The spirit girl only felt a fire on her head. The impulse to get rid of the table is alive!

If it is not because of the daughter's identity, it is not easy to vomit, but now he has smashed a dog's **** head and sprayed the bastard's face and spit!

Know that you are not welcome.

But you don't need such a disgusting person? !

How can I say that I am also a woman, is this bastard, even this minimum demeanor?

Laomei stood on one side and had an impulse to sigh.

Son, no wonder you are so handsome, but it is still until the 19th or a lonely family. There is no confidante... This is not without reason.

Just look at the emotional intelligence that you showed when you talked to this girl - if you are married now, it is a strange thing!