Looking around at the mountains, the ancient village towers. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sideburns are cloudy, the plum blossoms are adorned, the melon seed face is resentful, the willow eyebrows are wrinkled, the apricot eyes are round, and the cherry mouth is puffing.

Dressed in an orchid jacket, mink shoulders, snowflake knitted scarf, tight black leather pants, and yellow boots, he was radiant.

He is about 1.75 meters tall, with a wonderful figure, a tiger stripe belt around his waist, a shell gun inserted on the left and right, and a "pop" sound of a leather whip in both hands, embarrassed and at a loss.

Yang Guan glanced at it, shook his head slightly, and continued to enjoy the natural beauty, the clouds are thousands of miles, and the earth is purple and misty, which is both eye-catching and spiritual.

Disdainful, very ugly, the phoenix of the Pan family is not as good as a chicken? Pan Yunfeng's heart was sour, his eyes were damp, his eyes had always been above the top, his self-confidence was frustrated, and it was difficult to accept.

The people of the storm can't be touched, she can only compromise in the face of righteousness, and she is also disgusted with arranged marriages in her heart, and she is used to flattery, but the blossoming of the iron tree attracts frost.

The twisted melon is not sweet, and it can't resist the man in front of him, but he is unwilling, and he says quietly: "Do you have a sweetheart?" ”

Yang Guan sighed slightly, pulled out the katana, Xiao killed pervasively, and his figure flashed with sword light, chopping, cutting, slashing, stabbing, cutting, and flirting uncertainly.

In an instant, the cold light flickered, the morning sun shone brightly, a piece of golden light was shining, the gale was diverted, the boulder was dustless and the sand waves, and the knife light shone five meters square.

Pan Yunfeng's eyes were round, and the small broken steps retreated ten meters away, and he saw the grass and trees flying on the side, turning into powder and scattering with the wind.

The sound of gold and iron humming is piercing, like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's roar, like a stormy wave, a thunderbolt, long and continuous, stirring away.

The figure faded and disappeared in an instant, and the cyan phantom clouds changed, only the brilliant rays were revealed.

Dazzling and colorful, pleasing to the eye, when it is young, the knife curtain suddenly erupted with a "bang" crisp sound, the brilliance ended, the three-meter boulder was divided into two, and the surface layer peeled off more than an inch.

"Beloved wife teaches art, and this life will not swerving!" Yang Guan stood proudly on the rock, looking up at the morning sun and announcing the heavens, his voice was not loud, and his eyes were full of tears.

Lonely for more than ten years, when he woke up, he faced the catastrophe and embarked on the road of revenge, and his heart longed for the care of his family.

The lonely soul needs comfort, once you meet the indulgence of the heart has a belonging, worry about the minutes and seconds, where are you?

Pan Yunfeng's delicate body trembled, and the power of the sword light was amazing, but a sour atmosphere made her jealous, this is an infatuated man, but unfortunately it doesn't belong to me, a wild phoenix.

"Where's that sister? Must be good-looking, like a fairy? Pan Yunfeng asked softly, biting his thin lip lightly, unwilling to do so.

Yang Guan gradually came back to his senses, glanced sideways, and said with infinite nostalgia: "Looks better than Xi Shi, charming and moving, gentle and considerate......"

The praise is endless, and the shadow blooms in my mind, with a smile in my eyes, full of pleasure, immersed in memories, and reminiscing about old feelings.

I'm afraid of forgetting and chattering over and over again.

Pan Yunfeng frowned, his heart was sour, he couldn't say that he loved the man in front of him, and he couldn't talk about a little emotion, but he just looked at the man he liked very much, and he was in his eyes for the first time in his life.

The fantasy Prince Charming has appeared, close at hand, but his heart is in the sky, why is this happening?

"The Pan family has always been one and the same, otherwise they can't gain a foothold, I don't mind being small, can you accept me?" Pan Yunfeng said, bluntly confessing, there is nothing unseemly.

"You are very frank and excellent, my first love is praying in the distance, a red face is struggling to persevere, Jiang is trying his best to promote the selection meeting, but unfortunately I only miss my wife, do you understand?" Yang Guan bluntly refused.

The first one is the first, and he is at the end, Pan Yunfeng tangled his cheeks, melancholy, and said loudly: "I don't care, the words are all said, you don't agree to let me be a person in the future?" ”

"It's useless for you to be willful, robbing my materials, and trying to rob color, Yang is not a soft persimmon, you don't listen to your kind words, do you think I'm a good stubble?" Yang Guan said loudly, angry.

"You are a hero, the materials are in Panjiazhai, if you want to, you can move away with the corpses of the whole village, I don't know what kind of hero are you?" Pan Yunfeng roared out loud, playing who was afraid of whom.

"Vixen, a gang of bandits, Lao Tzu didn't make any promises, I'm really ignorant, sweep the snow in front of the door, don't be ignorant." Yang Guan yelled, it's useless to be a scoundrel.

"You didn't make a promise, but your men didn't stop you, you didn't say a word, can you explain what it is?" Pan Yunfeng retorted, very unconvinced.

"This is very easy to do, the people present at the time are up to you, and they have to suffer the consequences if they are incompetent, who is who, what are you staring at, you are still justified in playing a scoundrel." Yang Guan said, hating it in his heart, and a bunch of waste was not cleaned up.

"The country has national laws, the family has family rules, you want to shirk responsibility, this is the style of a big hero?" Pan Yunfeng roared, her hands crossed her waist to argue.

"You are messing around, you really answered a sentence, only villains and women are difficult to raise in the world, how much is the bandit's faith worth?" Yang Guan said loudly.

"I don't care, if you say the water that spills out, you have to agree if you don't agree, there is no room for negotiation in this matter." Pan Yunfeng said firmly.

"Unreasonable, okay, the materials will be sent to you, now you are satisfied, but I advise you, the little devil will not give up, this cottage can't stop the artillery fire." Yang Guan said coldly, not wanting to argue anymore.

"You... You bastard, what's wrong with me, you humiliate me so much, you might as well kill me, I can't do treachery. Pan Yunfeng cried.

"Listen up, your wishful thinking has nothing to do with me, and the promise of credibility is the foundation of people, as for your righteousness, it is worthless, and it is not easy to seek death and life." Yang Guan dropped a sentence and left.

Inadvertently climbed the mountain behind Panjiazhai and bumped into Pan Yunfeng, which surprised him, and he couldn't make sense but retreat.

Weapons, ammunition and materials are nothing, as long as they are not taken away by the little devils, they are handed over to anyone, and there is no object to give them in the first place.

Given to the Jin Sui army, it is not rare, and the weapons and equipment of the national army are not bad, and no matter how good the weapons are, they are useless.

Handed over to the Communist Party, there is no one to be found all over the mountains, and there is no way to see people in their hearts, so they can only resign themselves to fate.

I never thought that I was robbed by bandits, so I should take a trip to recover the materials, but to deliberately remind them.

Sixteen carts of supplies, the number can be piled up on a hill, and the little devil will definitely find it, and it will be a disaster when the time comes.

The purpose of this trip was to get a glimpse of the Eighth Route Army, and he knew that He Long was on the mountain, and it was necessary to understand it.

The most important thing is to wait for an opportunity to ambush on the side, and the ultimate goal is to eliminate the devil, and the bait is big enough not to worry about the little devil not taking the bait.

Besides, I also needed a place to rest and gather, so I decided to visit the mountain.

"The big hero is afraid of dirty hands, I'll do it myself." Pan Yunfeng said angrily and pulled out a gun to commit suicide. (To be continued.) )