Lu Chen’s seat urged
"coming"
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After noon on the outskirts of Tokyo, Mei Chunguang falls on the roof of the shrine. The statue of the statue looks at the sky. The century-old cherry trees in the Sun Garden are covered with lonely cherry snow.
Men dressed in black with white sheaths and knives passed through charred torii. They walked meticulously through the steps covered with cherry snow. The scarlet stone wall in front of the temple stopped and bowed deeply for three times and then opened two rows.
Then I stepped into the shrine dressed formally with people, men dressed in black stripes, weaving women dressed in black sleeves, white socks and clogs, and followed the silver-haired old man with firm steps ahead.
The men dressed in black on both sides bowed deeply again and said nothing.
The silver-haired old man lit three incense sticks and put them in front of the stone wall at the end, watching the cherry blossom smoke entwine with the beauty of spring becoming ethereal.
Six people entered the back of the temple, followed by a large group of people and poured into the shrine. They marched in an orderly line and bowed deeply again after the stone wall in front of the shrine.
This classical shrine has been maintained and renovated all the year round, and there is no sense of ruin. Only the charred torii in front of the door and the vermilion stone wall have a heavy sense of history, and a large amount of dried blood seeps into the crevices, telling that there was a fierce battle here that year.
The floor of the temple is covered with tatami walls, while the ukiyo-e painting depicts a war between demons and ghosts. Hundreds of men and women in black knelt down and sat in their respective positions.
"Parents’ participants are based in Zhou Shi Zhai, Dan Shengyan of Qi Strategy Department … 17 leaders of East Branch and 14 people of Rock Flow Research Institute … please have a look at Mr. Zheng Zong, 439 people."
All the bases are here because there are six householders in Sheqi today.
"Young master, it will take a few days to rest before his injury is healed."
Kneeling in the back row, crows step out of the queue and take the initiative to explain
Orange Zhengzong nodded. "It’s important to keep young people healthy."
At this time, nearly 100 cars blocked the road before and after the temple. In the shadow, men’s robes bulged with guns and long knives slung around their waists. No one dared to approach the scarlet building half a step.
The fierce breath of these thugs alone is enough to scare people who retreat … It should be like this.
An ordinary taxi stopped not far from the shrine, and the roadside driver was frightened and urged the passengers to express the train. He didn’t dare to stay here for a long time to hold a gangster meeting.
A teenage car wearing a black windbreaker will pick up a girl wearing a witch.
Then the boy looked up at the long mountain road and many gangsters blocked the road.
Suddenly, these thugs’ fierce momentum dissipated in shape, so they felt as if they were facing a majestic cologne. In front of each other, they were like little milk dogs shouting fierce, but they were all nervous about holding the handle.
Stepping on the steps, the teenager took the girl hand and waist across the double knife and walked slowly to the shrine.
Everyone is nervous to see the teenager holding the handle, but the atmosphere is too stiff to move. It is also because of biological intuition that they feel that they are going to show hostility and will be swallowed up by the frenzy in a moment.
The crowd where the young girls passed was unconsciously scattered, and many people stepped back two steps stiffly and fell to the ground on the edge of the steps.
Some of them have killed people, and some have killed Deadpool. They once looked down on the students across the ocean and thought they were all soft-hearted people who lacked actual combat.
But they didn’t know today that fierce hyenas can tremble when the strongest lion king comes.
Today, one of the girls and teenagers who come here is the ultimate weapon of their Shanzhu Sheqi family, and the other is recognized as the strongest hybrid in the world today!
But the strongest hybrid seems to be poor today
Lu Chen led the pear painter step by step through the vermilion torii’s courtyard, and the Executive Board’s hybrids bowed deeply to show their respect to the Chinese fir master and Lu Chen.
Until entering the front hall, Liu Chen and hundreds of snake qi family dignitaries crossed the heads of those kneeling people and looked at the silver-haired old man sitting at the end.
Orange Zhengzong knelt in a white linen and smiled warmly. "I’ve heard a lot about the school manager Lu for the first time."
"I may be the first person in the college department to meet the parents?"
Liu Chen also showed a ceremonial smile.
Orange Zhengzong raised his hand and pointed to the nearby position. "Manager Lu, please take a seat. Draw pears and clothes with you."
Chapter two hundred and fourteen Orange Zhengzong god was buried said is true.
Liu Chen took the painted pear clothes and Orange Zhengzong sat next to the left hand side and painted pear clothes and sat on his left. He just took the usual position of Minamoto Chisei.
He is also familiar with the opposite person. He met Gong Zhixiong and Sakurai Seven Seas the other day.
Behind the painted pear clothes are the owners of Quanshan, Enchanter and Dragon Horse.
All the meeting staff are here, and that’s the point
"First of all, thank you, Mr. Lu, for visiting the Wan Li branch not far across the ocean. I wonder if the Sakurai master was satisfied with your reception yesterday?"
The humble tone and gentle expression of Orange Zhengzong’s poems are like a generous elder’s words, but they seem to please the leaders.
Many family members bowed their heads and said nothing, a little surprised at the parents’ low profile today. Although Lu Chen is very strong, their snake family is also bloody
"Sakurai’s master arranged very well, and I had a great time with the painting pear clothes yesterday. It was really beautiful."
As the saying goes, Liu Chen, who stretched out his hand and didn’t smile, challenged him without coming.
The other party can’t even say it’s a "Japanese branch". Strictly speaking, it’s a Japanese branch of Kassel College, and he’s the director of the college. It’s no problem to say it’s a "floor" of the snake branch.
"I don’t know what to do this time, but we will try our best to cooperate with the workers."
Orange political zong Lu Chen poured a cup of tea. Lu Chen took it and put it down. He didn’t drink it.
Liu Chen smiled and went straight to the point. "It’s best that you can cooperate with this. I want to take the Chinese fir master to Kassel College."
When this statement appeared, people turned pale and looked up at the teenager.
Draw pear clothes and hold Lu Chen’s corner with her head down. She is a little uneasy and nervous, as if she had done something bad to be accused by everyone.
Lu Chen put his hand on the back of the painted pear coat and patted it to reassure the other party.
Orange Zhengzong was silent for a few minutes, and his face didn’t change, which made people wonder what he was thinking.
"Many people know that Sugiyama is really my daughter, and there is no father who doesn’t want his daughter to have a normal youth and beauty. If the school manager Lu can ensure the safety of the Pear Painting Institute, then from my personal point of view, I agree."
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