Chapter one hundred and three Zhu Rong
After typing the letter, Jiang Tai saw that the life card was broken and said that the situation in heaven had reached a certain level-
My son Jiang Tai
Seeing this letter, it is said that the celestial war has come to an end, and it is also coming to the end.
The last month, a month later, the Great Zhou Dynasty collapsed, and Ji Fa disappeared on Sunday!
Then the human world needs to hold on to this last month! ——
Read this Jiang Tai face a change.
Another month? So accurate? Da Zhou is about to fall?
At the same time, all the householders in the state of Jin also received news from heaven, and their faces lit up.
Jiang Tai continued to look at the letter-
After January, regardless of the safety of the dragons, find a place to hide immediately. Remember to hide quickly. Don’t trust people to wait for the second letter to open!
Remember to hide alone and never see each other.
The situation is complicated and inconvenient. Remember to avoid it immediately!
Now! ——
The letter ended here, but Jiang Tai showed a blank look.
What does this letter mean? A month later, the big week collapsed?
Isn’t this a victory? What do you think of father’s letters as if they were the most dangerous at that time? Hide now?
Jiang Tai’s eyes flashed a strong doubt, but his hands did not stop. He carefully watched the information again, and the palm of his hand suddenly erupted into a flame.
"Bang!"
The letter was burned clean.
Jiang Tai sat on a mountain peak and was silent alone for a long time.
What will happen after another month?
Jiang Tai thought that a messenger came in the distance.
But Zhao Zheng also got the message letter to Jiang Taixin and gave it to Qin all.
Qin suffered heavy losses this time, but Jiang Tai came back to life. Many people in Dan were revived, but they were seriously injured.
One by one, they can only turn to danger when they are confused and don’t know, but they can win the news if they are guarded by heaven for another month. Everyone’s face is full of joy.
A month should pass quickly, right? ——
Luoyizhong
Sunday self-effacing looked around the resurrection forces.
Previously, not only the generals sent by the Zhou Dynasty in Heaven, but also the three-story-floor killer.
It’s a pity that Han Fei’s hand finally died.
The celestial general is also dead, Han Fei’s hand.
Until the end, Han Fei didn’t have a little scar, which scared Sunday
How powerful is this outsider?
It took two days for Zhou genius to grit his teeth and find Mr. Long Yuan again.
"Mr. Long Yuan still remembers what he said?" Sunday was serious way
Mr. Long Yuan’s face suddenly lit up. "Sunday, are you sure you want Zhou Yi Pan to change my master’s pulse to help?"
Sunday’s eyes flashed with reluctance, but he finally nodded. "Not bad, but I need it as soon as possible!"
"good!" Mr. Long Yuan nodded.
On Sunday, he turned to look at a nearby minister, who held a jade box with a slight sigh.
Mr. Long Yuan tapped.