Jiang Ming drank a low, then waved his hand, and flew to his hand by himself.

As soon as the gun was changed, Jiang Ming jumped up high. The gun followed, the silver -white long gun and white clothes seemed to be integrated, the cold mang was burst, and the clothes were fluttering. This type, eventually collected Jiang Ming with one hand.

"Qiankun is a world, and the moon is like a hook, it is difficult to ask! The third shot, romantic!"

Jiang Ming wanted to change the gun style and continue to practice, but how can there be a sense of stagnation.,

He could only stop, and the long gun was obliquely.

Self -speaking: "Small acacia, long -term memories, short -looking, the second shot, acacia."

"He has no love for love, there is no acacia in the world. The first shot, broken intestines!"

He remembered that the blue shirt master taught him the six -type gun method in the heavy snow. His well -known Gun King gave him the method and supporting marksmanship, just told him that this gun method needs to be practiced backwards.

He practiced according to the exercises, and the mana rose quickly.

His master told him that the mana is the source.

The source can grow through foreign objects, but this skill can only be understood by itself.

The source and skills are complementary, and the two are fused to show power.

He was young at the time, and I don't know why Master who always liked a person alone had to leave in a heavy snowy day to go to the legendary place in the legend; let alone why there was a reliable expression on the face of the master at the time;

Knowing why Master said to himself, he would rather be able to practice the first shot and the second shot in his life.

He sighed slightly. He really couldn't practice the two shots.

The ears moved slightly, swept a long gun, and a dark shadow was swept out of the tree shadow, and went straight to the stream.

The man flew out, and the veil on his face was swept down by a long gun. Jiang Ming saw the face and was shocked, and immediately grabbed her.

But he couldn't care so much, just wanted to let that person fall into the stream, and started a soft place.

"Pap!" He slapped again on his face.

Suddenly, the two fell into the water at the same time.

The girl poked out from the water. Under the moonlight, there was a sparkling, bright moonlight, and the water grass was like a dancer.

Jiang Ming also revealed his head, looking at the girl, round face, a pair of big eyes, there seemed to be a round of Haoyue hidden in it.

Exquisite.

At this time, Jiang Ming felt that she was like a fairy in front of her, and the beauty was out of the bath.

But he didn't see Han Yan'er's angry eyes and eyebrows.
Chapter completed!