Xu Qianqiu said intimately that he was finally here.

Sit up and walk to the window, and outside the window, dust was flying.

Nearly a hundred armored cavalry flocked to them.

The person in charge is a white-robed young man.

Under his crotch, he rode a black horse tamed by the king of wild horses.

Five or six war horses broke the inn gate and rushed into the yard.

The rest of the people were all wearing sabers and carrying arrow bags. All these light riders were parked outside the inn.

For a moment, the hustle and bustle rose everywhere, and the cavalry and war horses were integrated.

This kind of tacit understanding, static and solemn, can cause people a huge sense of suffocation than yelling and provoking.

Xu Qianqiu glanced at the man sitting on the black veil, carrying an iron spear, jade buckle, and Xianbei head.

It seems that this person's status is only slightly inferior to that of a woman with a siewed forehead.

Xu Qianqiu closed the window, but his eyes were clean.

When these outlaws are beaten up, they will go out and rob.

Perfect!

There is no nursery rhyme to hear. A flying knife flew out from Xu Qianqiu's sleeves, suspended in the air, calmed down, shaking the green lotus, and steered the flying knife, flying inside the house.

It is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, like a naughty boy flying a kite, and it is a great pleasure.

The Peach Blossom Sword God, Deng Tai'a's twelve flying swords, have been sealed in the Heavenly Gate by Xu Qianqiu.

The sword box has been given to Xu Fengnian.

Now, this one in his hand is not a flying sword, but a flying knife.

That day in Wudi City, everyone was amazed. He even used the method of killing the enemy by the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a.

In fact, only Xu Qianqiu himself knew that even Tai Ah Deng had never understood because he was too much storage and had never understood that it was not a way to control the sword.
Chapter completed!