Holding the secret book, be careful and bowing.

This matter is over and the separation is about to come. Xu Qianqiu asked straight to the point:

"In Qianqiu Pavilion, are there any dead soldiers you arranged?"

Dazhuguo nodded.

The father and son drink a drink together.

Xu Qianqiu said again: "I know that the blue bird is now my own person. The sweet potato is left by my mother. I also know that I am just curious about who that Jia is?"

Dazhuguo was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly.

At the same time, I felt a little emotional. Fortunately, in this palace, the brothers were harmonious, and no one fought for power and profit with Xu Qianqiu, otherwise...

"Sweet potatoes and blue birds have been known to you, I will no longer hide them.

There are four dead soldiers around you who are coded as the Heavenly Stems.

On the way out for three years, the two fought to the death.”

When Dazhuguo said this, he was suddenly interrupted by Xu Qianqiu and said, "Those two people did not die in battle, but entered the world's first floor."

Dazhuguo stared at him for three seconds, raised his head and poured three glasses of wine.

There are successors in the Northern Liang Palace!

Dazhuguo continued: "The blue bird is C, those two are B and D, as for A..."

The Great Master was silent and had not said the man's name.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and looked up and said, "You guessed it?"

Xu Qianqiu nodded and said, "Eight out of ten, but I'm not sure."

Father and son, have a cup of each other.

The man's name has never been pointed out.

Xu Qianqiu secretly decided in his heart that in this life, he could never let the Dead Soldier Armor really start.

Because activation means death.
Chapter completed!