"Come on, let me try."

Lao Luhui is very casual. Unlike most of the kings that the queen met, he is a miracle body with accumulated strength, so the senior sister is not sure how much potential Old Luhui can withstand.

"Now, pull out your knife," the senior sister's voice came from the old reed: "Slash at me."

"Um?"

Old Luwei was stunned for a moment, his eyes trembled slightly, and then he smiled: "So, is that true?"

The senior sister disappeared, and the person who replaced her standing in front of Lao Luhui was one of the most familiar brothers, Lixueshan Xianzhai, whom Bai Luo met before.

"My devil."

The old reed slowly drew his sword: "From the beginning to the end, it's all you."

"What's wrong?"

In Bai Luo's sight, Lao Luwei just looked at her senior sister, and then there was no movement. Even Bai Luo, who was the Lord of Miracle, could not find out Lao Luwei's condition at this time.

"He is feeling it."

The senior sister said, "But I don't know what he saw."

The senior sister did not perform well enough in the Queen's ability, so it would probably be easier if she had been there.

"puff!!"

At this moment, in the world of Lao Reed, after a sword, the old man successfully killed Lixueshan Xianzhai.

“Why?”

"For my lord," Lao Luwei looked at General Dong to the end and said without changing his expression: "For the sake of loyalty!"

Lao Luwei spent his whole life looking for a lord for himself, selling his martial arts to him, and then becoming a loyal minister for life until he waved the last blade and stopped until his death.

"It's worthy of being you, senior brother."

"Is it you next?" Lao Luhui: "Shizu."

"Ah, it's me."

Shi Zuozheng returned, Lao Luwei's twelfth junior brother, and the youngest one who came back from Lixueshan Xianzhaiwai.

"I'm not your opponent to Brother Senior, so can we put down the knife, can we talk about it slowly?"

He was wearing thin Yuri, with a fan and a saber on his waist tie. His whole temperament was not so much a warrior, but rather a scholar: "I am different from Lixue, I am a cultural person."

"Stop lying, little devil!"

Lao Luhui swung away with a knife, but at the moment when he was about to touch Shizo's neck, a blade blocked Lao Luhui's attack.

"Oh, don't worry, please listen to the younger one, just say a few words."

"Shut up, stinky brat!"

Regardless of whether the Shi Zuo in front of him was the twelfth junior brother that Lao Luwei knew, if it was really him, he would not let the other party speak.

Lao Luhui’s thirteen brothers, each of them has outstanding talents.

Li Xueshan Xianzhai was good at training troops, and his methods of governing were extremely clever. Unlike General Dong, Shi Zuo was an eloquent person. His best attitude was to lobby various parties and gain trust.

With simple speaking skills, Shizo is much better than Haierbo, so Lao Luwei doesn't want to listen to his nonsense.

He wanted to deal with this kid with two blows, and at most no more than three moves, otherwise, Lao Luwei would be unable to do anything after he finished speaking in one sentence.

"Bang!"

"Um?"

However, a figure stopped the old Rei: "Cough cough, please stop."

With a pale face and a stunning posture, this is a woman in her twenties, wearing a light green onion-colored Hoori, but she put her hands in front of her mouth and coughed repeatedly, looking sick: "What's the reason why you're the one who's you, senior brother, are you killing us?"

"Little Flower Water."

The dark flower water of the Baihe Fan was. Although the woman looked weak, the blade in her hand was not at all declining. She was facing the pressure of the old reed and was not at all inferior.

However, her physical condition seemed to be really wrong, so after just a few confrontations, she showed signs of exhaustion.

"Is the phantom extracted from my heart?"

"Do you think we are phantoms?"

Ming San of Jibu was not wearing a blade either. He sat upright on a rock and looked down at the old reed from behind: "If you think so, then just think so, it's okay, anyway, it's okay."

"How can it be okay, Senior Brother Jiu."

The person who came was a woman. She wore two blades and put her hands in her sleeves: "If we were real, the eldest brother would not be able to do it."

"I said yes, senior brother?"

Unlike the beautiful dark flower water like porcelain, Daojing Liuyue had a narrow scar on her face. She looked at the old reed with a slight joking look, and slowly drew her sword. It was the only one among the brothers and sisters.

"Bang!"

When discussing sword skills, Daojing Liuyue is a powerful enemy that even Lao Luhui dares not look down on!

"Big and Bitch!"

"The blade is still there, but I have doubts. Are you wondering why we are so real, right?"

While fighting with Lao Luhui, Dao Jing Liuyue expressed his thoughts: "Since you are not afraid, why don't you kill me!"

"Boom!!!"

With a knife blocking two, the old Luwei was about to take action when the dark flower water attacked from his dead corner.

The old reed had to block the doujing Liuyue before avoiding the other party's sneak attack.

"Click!"

"bite."

Daojing Liuyue stood still, put her sword back into the sheath, and she shouted, "You're here, why are you still hiding? Come out and see our senior brother, he's going to kill us all!"

"Smack and fuck."

The person who came clapped his hands. He was short and always had a smile on his face. It was the Guan Feng Taige that Bai Luo met not long ago.

"monkey."

"Stop scratching your head."

Bai Mei dressed in a military general at Ruiyuyuan. She was wearing white armor and was like a statue of Guanyin carved from jade. She was sacred and beautiful.

"Is that boy Lixue dead? Is it a bit too much, Brother Lu Wei?"

Three figures appeared not far away, and the person who spoke was Wu Buduzhaoyu. He was the strongest among all his brothers, second only to Lao Luhui.

But at this moment, Wu Budu sighed repeatedly: "He should die at the hands of the enemy, but why do you want to kill him just because he wants to die?"

"This is fate, everyone is determined by heaven."

The third senior brother, Yi Yu, Shouyuan, and the fourth senior brother, Tamako Yin Shizuka, the two of them saw too much killing each other, and seemed to have become accustomed to it: "So in the end, are we the same? We can only fight each other without leaving any living habits?"

"Forget it."

Yi Yushou was a man, but he was more beautiful than a woman. He picked up the wooden flute in his hand, and the transparent white gauze fell from his head drifted in the wind: "If you want to fight, just fight. If you win or lose, just tell me."

"If Senior Brother wins," Yi Yushou: "I will be killed by the way. I don't want to wave my sword at any of you."

"Junior sister, so is me."

Li Biao Azhu held a bamboo stick and knocked on the ground. She was blind, but her swordsmanship was so superb that even Lao Luwei felt cold when she thought of it: "I can't repay the kindness of my senior brother. If you want to take my life, why not take it away?"
Chapter completed!