Punishment if bite lips low way
"Guo Dage, go and sit down."
Her white mother’s mind is to pair them up.
Guo Pingren is really trustworthy all the way, but this temper is not exactly what the punishment wants.
That’s what fathers are like. How can husbands be like this again?
"That …"
Guo Ping looked at punishment if shy expression hesitated a slowly nodded.
"I’ll go and sit down."
The positive valve has long been in decline, and the mountain is even more ruined. The once brilliant buildings in the mountain are now mostly ruined.
But after all, there are still some disciples
A group of four people came to the mountain and saw one person!
"How?"
Mrs. Penalty’s face changed, helped her to lean against the wall and put it away, then jumped to a high place to overlook the whole valve seat.
A moment later
She seemed to see something to help her up and walked towards the back hall.
The back hall is dilapidated, the main hall is covered with cobwebs, and the surface of the once-Dalin dynasty Fengtian Wuzun has been covered with cracks.
An old man in a gray robe sat in the middle of the dish and stared at a body in front of him.
No!
It should be said that a ring was placed on the chest of the body.
"Elder Wu!"
Several people came to the door of the temple and Mrs. Punishment waved her nose to smell the rich blood smell, which made her frown and shut her mouth.
"What do you do?"
"Ma ‘am" Guo Ping holds the hilt path.
"Something is wrong."
"hmm"
If punishment also slowly nodded and kept his brother behind him with vigilance.
"Good?"
"evil?"
Just like talking in a dream, the hall echoed.
The gray robe was covered with blood and the cheeks were covered with sword marks. Elder Wu slowly turned around and looked straight at several people.
"No one ever said the answer."
He reached forward with one hand and held up a ring respectfully as if it were sacred.
"This thing gave us the answer a year ago."
Mrs. Zhang teaches the token ring with a frown.
"Elder Wu, what are you talking about?"
Elder Wu seems as if he didn’t hear her, but he looked down at the ring and continued to talk to himself in that strange tone.
"A year ago, this thing faded away and revealed its real name. Libra, the master of good and evil, rewarded good and punished evil, the embodiment of heaven."
"But …"
"He’s going to kill us?"
"What Libra?" Mrs. Punishment is puzzled.
"Wu elders who want to kill you? Why on earth did you say something? "