Eat when the bag is broken.

The executioner calmed his tone before breaking his words, "A total of eighteen people have approached the Chinese army's tent since the Ming Dynasty, and all of them have been tortured and executed."

After deep wounds were made on my hands and feet, I finally got the chance to escape. I broke the rope with all my strength and ran inside. The martial arts people also knew that no matter whether they were captured or killed, they would not let go.

Man's choice, therefore, is to give up first.

Festering wounds, tense nerves, depressing atmosphere, and dirty environment were all torturing the sloppy woman's mind and body. She wanted to test my limits, but I just relied on my stubbornness.

With tenacity, I have persevered all the way until now.

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It was enough to make the old soldiers responsible for interrogation and execution feel heartbroken.

In the seventh year of Kaiyuan, the first founder of Tang Mi, Master Shan Youwei, arrived in Chang'an with the famous Buddhist scroll.

, also set up a special inner dojo, respecting the good and the fearful as the leader. Here, Xuanzong's sons Ning Wang, Xue Wang, etc. all knelt on the mat, held the utensils, and received the initiation from him. For a time, the government and the public were shocked.

In my opinion, death is not the correct and only answer in that world, and the dead are not the people who worry me the most. Therefore, the second half of my life was accompanied by fighting and massacre, and I stepped on countless corpses to reach that position step by step.

Just like that, despite suffering many injuries, Prince Wang relied on his martial arts to finally escape the pursuit and ran back to the Luo family's small house. However, he fainted in a side room because of his injuries.

The cold wind roughly pushed open the felt door of the small tent, revealing corpses hanging in a row. They were all naked and covered with bruises. Their pink and white belly and intestines were exposed in the air, and blood was flowing down the rain.

The broken drops fell to the ground of the torture rack.

"It's time to wait. Since there are still a few letters out there that haven't been read yet, I might as well wait until we have a long-term discussion before going back to trouble the abbot."

"Hmph, today I can send a letter to the Chinese army's tent, and tomorrow I can take my head away in broad daylight. Do they think you will let this matter go?"

Then Shang Zhixin turned his attention to the kind-faced but burly Bade monk next to him. He really wanted to hear the opinion of the person who had eaten the least meal in the room. Maybe I could use my discerning eyes to see through the strange things in Buddhism.

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I know that my outburst today is just an inevitable trend. I can no longer tolerate others keeping secrets in front of me. I should be the omniscient and omnipotent true immortal standing in the clouds!

Crazy thoughts lingered in Shang Kexi's mind, which made me choke my own throat without suffocation, and calmly searched for the objects under me, until I opened the chiseled silver pill box with dry and rusty fingers, quickly took the elixir, and my face was full of

The white-spotted Pingnan King was so happy that he once again regained his heroic appearance.

The woman known as Sister-in-law He pointed at the wounds on Prince Wang's body, and then said in a high voice, "You saw those wounds on his body when you were mending our clothes. I'm worried that you are all great people, save me."

One life is worth more than building a first-class pagoda. As for who wins and who loses in a war..."

How could this sloppy woman have imagined that she, who was a nobleman of the lord Li Xinghe and a bodyguard of the queen, would be molested by country women and eat food that dogs would smell every day, transforming herself from a noble prince to a beggar on the street.

"Amitabha, the story told by the benefactor of the Song Dynasty, even the poor monk has never heard of it. He only heard that the characters and customs in it seemed to be fake, but it was more like something that happened in Tibet."

During the rambling words, Mrs. He looked at Prince Wang with a look that was not mind-numbing, and Prince Wang also knew that the other party had no intention, otherwise why would he hide that suspicious woman outside the house and go out to report her every day?

The thief helps me make a living by washing and mending my clothes?

Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty was overjoyed and ordered the establishment of an initiation dojo in the palace, and all the Buddhist scriptures he had received were translated. A long time ago, he secretly retreated several times in the palace to receive the initiation of the Small Dharma in the Womb Realm. His intention was so clear that it can be said that

The Void Dharma Realm, for which I almost ruined my country and perished. Even when the Yulin Army behind Maweipo was about to rebel, I still prayed to a certain protector in the post to climb out of the grave and once again demonstrate the incredible power of Xiaowei.

, destroy the Anshi rebels who are just around the corner...

"Well, eat slowly. Anyway, we all know that if you raise a man, he will retreat and look for you, which will be uncomfortable."

After saying that, she laughed rudely, and the smiling slovenly woman turned away in annoyance, even having an appetite for the steamed buns on the side.

The more Song Xiance behaves like this, the more Shang Kexi doubts the medicine for immortality that Zhao Tuo, the king of South Vietnam, left behind, and the more Tao Ru Ru is loyal to those under his command!

Some people believe that Lan Jingjuan is the lifeblood of the old thief Shang, so she must be left to the old thief obediently. If she continues to be held hostage until she escapes, she can also be used as an effective life-saving talisman.

I obviously just accidentally killed a soldier, but my own soldiers from the Shang family came shouting to kill me, which wasted my time, so that the martial arts people on the other side also chased me, and it turned into a melee in an instant.

A malicious joke resounded in the room, interrupting a series of tiny footsteps, but eliciting a vicious response.

At that time, Prince Wang quickly shouted in a low voice that he was Pingnan Li Xinghe. The soldiers on the opposite side were indeed firm for a moment when they heard this. However, what they thought was that the martial arts people in front of me also followed suit and shouted that they were Pingnan Li Xinghe.

Nan Li joined forces, and then took advantage of the soldiers to kill him with a firm sword.

The incident is still fresh in my mind, and the time goes back to the day of Luo Yuantong's rebellion. Prince Wang was held hostage by the martial arts people, which became the key to the exchange terms between the two parties. As a result, when the martial arts people evacuated from the Seven Sheep Secret Road, he was the first to evacuate.

There was an obvious dispute among the martial arts people about how to deal with the prince.

However, both Shang Kexi and the retainers were familiar with the tragic situation in the world, but their expressions became more serious.

In the only damp place in that spacious space, a slovenly and light body was reclining, peeping at the sky inside from the large window with a sense of despair, and there were continuous and intermittent light sighs outside the chest.

"Sister-in-law He, are you going to see his wild man again?"

A certain Zen master in the Kaiyuan period, whose Taoism was deeply rooted in China, once met with the young master Shan Youwei in the Queen. The Zen master only said that the young master from Tianzhu had a weird tone and slang words.

Holding in his hand a volume of "Virocha's Secret Translation of Becoming a Buddha and Divine Transformation Sutra" which he had translated from a certain Buddhist scripture and presented it to him.

Therefore, at that time every day in the city, Li Dingguo led his own soldiers, Huashan bandits, and newly recruited rebels to the city tower to defend against the enemy. But today, listening to the footsteps, it seems that the Qing troops withdrew much earlier to avoid fighting.

Having lived at the foot of Luofu Mountain to practice Taoism and watched the sky with keen eyes for seventy years, Shang Zhixin thought that the timing of coming out of the mountain this time had not been grasped just right. However, it was not until I set foot again and tried to muddy the quagmire that I discovered the surging water on the water.

The water flow is still beyond my imagination.

There is a mistake. The woman lying in the woodshed and dying is like the prince of Pingnan, Li Xinghe, who has been missing for a long time in Guangzhou City.
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