OnedaytheoldladyatthegateoftheMingcitywaterexpensiverestaurantofChinabuilding，injuredencounteramonk，theoldladytotakehometreatment，samileftquitesuddenlyandhadgoneaftersevendaysleftabowandapotofarrowalsoownapieceofwoodrod，wrotealettertotheoldlady，itsaysheandshehasamotherandchild，WangQixingtwobrothersarenolonglifeblessed，butchildrenofdaxing，letshepreparedforWangQixing，andwillbringupafemalesonto.
Onthatday，themonkcametoown，doesnotknowwhattodo，yourownknowledgeandthebodylosesitsfivesensationability，themainconsciousnessalsofellintosilence.
Ofupperandlowerboundsoftheoriginallandoftheliving，andthethreewomenwiththewindofthecrisis，therehasbeentalkXuShaoinvolvementwiththebestteaching，canwehavethe3femalebestteachenvoycontributedtothewaroftheteacharcoalcreatures，ifsogoldinassociatedwithXuShaoandfortunesofteachingmustbeinterconnected，thisperiodistookasthelivingsouloffarming，astoneofgasgasifthesoulstonelettheseforcesassociatedwithsuchalarge，itisnotonlytomaintainthegoldinthespaceandthesurvivalofthearmyandthepeople，theremustbeotherimportantrole.
Bullpenistohisuncleonlygoldinhostplantusedtocontainastrongofanarmy，butthedreamresinvillageislocatedintheplacewhereissosecretiveanddisasters，thecattlepenisalsodidnotonlyasapieceofgoldinlyingdown，orevenwanttogettheirhandsongoldhandcounty，fromthepointofthispattern，theupperboundofthelivingproblemistoontheundergroundtosolveit.
Inaddition，thisperiodofmemorywhythemonkwhoclaimedsheandtheoldladyhasamotherandchild
Ifasonofamonkwhoisnotinthelandoftheliving，whoisthegoldintheheavily
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Villagegatehasbeenslowlyopen，cattlepenislastnightwhenbackinthevillagethepeoplecheered，butalsooutofthevillagepeopletodaytosend，butthemoodisverydepressedinthecrowdwassilent，cattlepenistwinbrothercaptured，whichisnotseenindreamresinvillage，longdao，heraisedhishandsbehindhimroarloudnoisepoweragain.
Suchasthefollowingthingswillbetotheiradvantage，thewholeatmosphereofthefeelinginthestockadeinsubtlemessagetoyourself.
Thevineplantsalsocan‘tseetheedgeupanddon‘tknowwhere，densethicketintertwined，whichifusedonadoubleyelloweggtoburn...
AfterthestockadeforthoseinsectblisterIhaveconcerned，sooncametotheplace，butdidn‘tseecavalryhaveanyaction，justnormalprogressionafterthere，whatreasonbe
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ShanMeiandcattlepenis，everynowandthensheandwhisperingafewwords，hethenhahalaughandsometimeslikeamanwithawhipDuicattlepenis，becauseShanMeistateteamdepressivemoodeasedsome，ShanMeisuddenlyturntostandonthesaddle，horsesarerunningbutsheislikestandingonthegroundsmooth，thenshestoodonthehorsesing:
Whenweeliminateall，
Forceofimmortalfeats.
Undertheyellowlight，
Ambitionisthealternativebridge.
Whenweijunjielifemorechuai，
Historydoesnotcarrydeadlatejun.
Heroroadnotlonely，
Coloronthebloodflow.
Whenshefinishedsinging，thecavalryhadallfitteda“ha“nanalthoughdon‘tknowwhatthatmeansthathundredsofpeopleandmadecommonsoundbutletapersonfeelexciting，thisShanMeialsonoteasy.
CavalryinShanMeithissong，thehorseshoeonthebridge“amidthethunderingroarofitsissuedneatlylikethedrumbutcannotcovertheShanMeilimpidbrightsong，shewasamasterofinternalforceof.
Thisisasongthattheancientwordsdon‘tknowwhospectrum，butfromShanMeithroatsingingout，letapersonfeelheartbottom.
Strange，thatlikemulesshorthorseunexpectedlyisnotslow，notbehind，alongwithpaolomaldinifamilyrunbytheleglengthtotherhythmofitatleasttwobeatfastertokeepthesamespeed，Ilookatthenexthigherownnearlyhalfbodytwobigfeelingverydepressed...
Don‘tknowwhatisthisinbroaddaylightastheypassthroughtheundeadforest，continuetolikethewalkingdeadfeedingthesnakeanddeadplantsonbothsidesoftheroad
Quietagainaftercavalryintotheundergroundpassage，isnolongerjustdepressedbutawillfromthesilenceofthemomentum.
Arethewallsandrooffallingrocksontheground，andpoolsofdarkpools.