Jin Min roared: "The master is back! It’s the master! "
Many villagers say that Ji Fan has forgotten him for a long time, and I don’t know where to forget him. . .
But now Ji Fan has proved it to them. . .
JiFan didn’t forget him.
No.
JiFan really almost forgot Jin Min, which is a little ashamed.
Hundreds of villagers quickly removed the stone and let Ji Fan and others in.
Ji Fan looked at the familiar scene with nostalgia.
Two years. . . Never came back here. . .
At the beginning, he and Lu Xun, Wang Qiang, alone three people won the cottage. Develop this place.
At the beginning of the scenes around JiFan heart.
JiFan suddenly walked to the front of a boulder.
He and Wang Qiang were trained here by Lu Xun.
There is also the blacksmith’s shop, his room, the roof where Lu Xun once sat, and the town hall.
JiFan long spit out a sigh of relief, into the town hall, quickly open the panel, check the resources.
Then I went to my house.
The houses here are still empty, without any dust.
Bathroom, bedroom. . .
JiFan thought of colourful scenes, smile.
JiFan charged Jin Min, reluctantly left Yanhuang Village with his foot soldiers, and went straight to Nanpi.
. . . . .
In a cottage, a minion ran in and said, "Castellan, Castellan, we found the person in the portrait you gave us two years ago."
The strong man’s closed eyes suddenly widened and shouted, "Ji Fan?"
The minions nodded and shouted, "Yes, more than 300 people rode, and the speed was very fast, which was seen by our spies outside Yanhuang Village. At this time, it is almost the first place. "
Zhao Guo slapped his thigh and roared fiercely: "Very well, call my second brother Zhao San and they nest. I don’t believe this. Three thousand mountain thieves and five hundred cavalry can’t kill him for more than three hundred rides."
Zhao power with a big trip to wannabe.
JiFan with three hundred riding speed is not fast, he missed the ice and snow, yet ask people around him, how far is it to Nanpi.
Scenery all the way. . .
Dian Wei and Xu Chu followed closely, surrounded by three hundred tiger guards.
But at this moment. . .
JiFan face "color" a change, face "color" dignified looking at the front.
A large group of red ideas ahead are obviously ambushed by mountain thieves.
JiFan pretended not to know and moved on.
Booming ~ ~ ~!
Booming ~ ~ ~!
A lot of boulders rolled down the mountains on both sides.
Set off the dust.
JiFan calmly shook his hand and shook off the dust.
Three hundred Hu Wei immediately protected JiFan in the innermost part, keeping a close eye on the front.
Zhao Guo and Zhao San, dressed in SHEN WOO armor, held their heads high and shouted, "Ji Fan! You will fall into my hands one day. "
Ji Fan frowned and asked, "Do I know you? We are very familiar? "
Zhao Guo and Zhao San suddenly burst into tears. . .
If you don’t take such a blow, are we not in your eyes at all?
JiFan really didn’t put them in the eye.
Zhao’s teeth ached with hate and roared, "Ten gods have given arms and a cart full of food."
Ji Fan scratched his head for a long time and remembered, "The thief who stole my hundred gold."
Zhao is speechless. . .
Zhao sneered and said, "Today you will die! 4,000 soldiers and horses in they nest, making your mouth cheap. "
Ji Fan’s face changed.
