Rajawali

Episode 7's

Couldn't ask

the state of his wife, at first glance it is not what2, immediately he went upstairs

home, traveling around it, saw the crescent moon in high gear

on the horizon, blowing sepoi2, but there is no shadow

one Lip ting immediately ginkang flower, in an instant he was patching

emergency one roving, but not finding apa2, soon news

go downstairs and into the house.

It looks like an

middle-aged mistress is carrying a hoop bu noon and son2 earlier

into the living room, ignoring the blood of the boy2, the

madam tried to connect the leg bone of the broken leg of the afternoon bu.

Ting lips all

his daughter has been harmed by people, now sees only broken bones,

he he was relieved, he asked his wife: ”you're okay2 aren't you?”

Toanio

shaking his head, he tore his sleeves to wrap the boy's jidat2

the injured, wanting him to check his daughter's leg wounds, unexpectedly just now

stepping, his own feet were weak, but on power he fell.

Mid-aged mistress

it's a hyat-to pekhay-hiat and hwi-tiong-hiat on both thighs of the day-locked bu

to relieve the pain, both hands are placed on both sides

broken bones to hold it.

Seeing the motion

the person who prints, the science of high-level light becomes more suspicious

lip ting, she exclaimed: ”Who Toanio's this?What petumjuk visit here? ”

The madam's a whole lumberk

attention to connect the broken leg bone of the afternoon foam, not the least

ignoring his question, diam2 lip-pole wit noticed the hand

the left hand holds the feet of his daughter, while the right hand is raised and turned

the semicircle continues to descend slowly2, a movement that

according to the story shows a typical intelligence of a great enemy, then tampa

doubt2 again, both of Lu Xiao Li's palms [Ting continued to smash into his back

that fellow.

Heard the wind

from behind, the right hand of the madam was still waiting for Lu XiaoFeng

In the afternoon, another palm slumped back to fend off the roll of ting's lips.

The lips immediately felt the dasyat energy pushing towards him, instantly

chest feels tight, looks power he jolted backwards two rare.

By using

The palm of the left hand so that the mistress could not hold the other side of the leg

the broken leg bones of the afternoon bu came back loose, once screaming as the virgin fell

pinsan again.

At the time of the signal

on the roof of the roof heard a laughing voice, he exclaimed: ”I only kill

nine souls of the Lu Xiao family, outsiders are coming out immediately! ”

Lip ting time lift

the head, he saw on the roof tile stood a figure, under the moonlight

the dimang2, clearly looks beautiful, aged eight or nine

twelve, her skin was smooth white, her attitude fierce, on her back was tucked into a pair

sword.

Lip ting immediately exclaimed

lantang. “aku this is Lip-ting Loki, what is tayo coming from jik-lian-to ?” si

the figure said:”well if you already know, soon you kill the wife and

your daughter and all your servants, and then you killed yourself so I wouldn't have to

hands down !”

His attitude is arrogant,

kata2nya spicy, little pussy does not look one eye at the host.

Although lip ting perna

raise your name in the kangouw kalagan, however he is a descendant of the great swordsman, whichever

mandah was despised in front of an outsider, immediately he ransacked out and jumped

go up while yelling: bair you know my skills first!”

The attitude of the character is indifferent

indifferently, when the two legs of lip-ting almost stepped on the tile, the body was still

floating in the air, the second memedadak

his sword moves like pranklah, know the sword beam the opponent has already

confining his entire body, the attacks of these two swords were extremely shrewd and formidable

once, even though Lip Ting's silat was very high, however much he lacked experience

facing a formidable enemy, knew 2 the sword that came by was already

grabbing his neck, in such a clear state he was unable to fend off or

to save himself, he had to close his eyes waiting for him.

“Trang," arrived2

someone had cupped the sword that struck his neck, lip ting time

opening his eyes, he saw that the half-aged madam was forging the figure

with a long sword.

The lady was wearing

gray, as simple as the figure wearing a yellow robe, was visible

the shadows of ash2 and yellow swirled each other dancing under the moonlight interspersed

a pail of radiant light, cold, so fierce was the battle, so fierce was it,

but there was no sound of collisions between the two senjanta2.