Looking at the raging fire in the army's hay field, Lin Chong turned around and picked up the gourd and poured a large sip of wine, picked up the red gun, staggered into the vast wind and snow, and went straight to the direction of Liangshan. The wind swept the snow flakes on his face, raging without fear, and the moment he lifted his neck, he rushed in along the gap in the neckline of the open thin jacket, and Lin Chong couldn't help but snort.
These twenty miles of wind and snow roads, he spent his whole life to complete.
On the wind and snow road, there are too many entanglements in the heart, too many things can not be put down... Coming from a family of martial arts, the head of the Forbidden Army had a good income, the family had a wife, and the moist little days were gone. Although he endured it again and again, he did not dare to fight in the face of the teasing lady's gao ya nei slap high; the wild boar Lin was almost killed, but he was polite to Dong Xue and the two people, and left a way back for returning to the system; when he went to the hay field, he still thought that it was a "good messenger" and stayed up for a while to return to Tokyo for a reunion. Until the mountain temple heard the step by step trap, three bloody human heads, and since then there is no way out...
...... In the morning bell and twilight drum of the Liuhe Temple, the dying Lin Chong never understood what was wrong in his life? Ping Su was conscientious and dedicated, Lu Qian and Fu An could not tolerate themselves, and Gao Taiwei could not tolerate himself; he wanted to be at ease with Liangshan, Wang Lun could not tolerate himself, and he had no choice but to merge; in addition to being deeply involved with Lu Zhi and never pulling gangs and factions, Brother Song Jiang was actually wary of himself in disguise, what was wrong in his life?
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