There are no banquets that never end, until we meet again.
When Chen Ji went south, Mrs. Lu turned to look at that small alley.
The man holding a lance finally lifted his head, revealing his left eye, which only had the whites remaining.
Hu Junyuan, Third Master Hu.
He glanced at the pursuers behind him, calmly saying, "Don't worry, no one will die today, there will be a time to meet again, he..."
Mrs. Lu interrupted, "You and I have roamed the Jianghu for twenty years, what great storms have we not seen? It's not the time to be sentimental."
"The landlord is still the landlord, making my worry seem unnecessary," Third Master Hu laughed out loud, "It's been years since anyone hunted me, I've almost forgotten how to live the knife-licking days of the Jianghu."
At this moment, the sound of hoofbeats rose from both sides, as if the Spies were encircling from the wings.
