Min’ an
This is a very characteristic name of a manor, and it is no different from other manor he has ever seen.
Moreover, the other party belongs to the Wuzhu tribe.
Obviously, this is a very "conventional" manor owner.
But he keeps saying he’s another one. What’s wrong with him?
Not far from Zhuang, I don’t feel that I am a member of the manor, and I don’t belong to any tribe. I don’t have such a cool name that is difficult to write and pronounce.
Not far from Zhuang, he picked up the telescope and looked around.
Like this manor, the owner of the manor is also shrouded in a layer of black fog.
At this time, he was looking up and growling at the sky, and his eyes were full of resentment.
"How afraid of? I didn’t expect it. I’m not dead yet! It is impossible to kill me and replace me! "
"I will never give up. I am the hope of the manor owner’s revival! I am the future! No one can replace me! "
"I will never allow people to give up on me for reasons, even if I am a manor owner in the future!"
"Come on, come out, don’t hide!"
"How do you see another one who is scared?"
"You’re not the first person I killed and you won’t be the last!"
"No matter how many times you want to try, I will never give up! I am the real one! "
Not far from the roaring village, I was puzzled.
Who are you, big brother?
In the telescope not far from Zhuang, except that the whole person is gray, the owner of the manor named "Min Ai" is actually a handsome man.
He is tall and well-proportioned, wearing a manor owner’s signature shirt. Although his face is ferocious, he still tries to hide his handsome appearance.
"Master Zhuang, this guy is more handsome than you!" Not far from Zhuang, when the phone dripped, he picked it up and saw that it was Xiao Weifa who spoke out.
Zhuang was so angry that he almost dropped his mobile phone.
This Xiao Wei is manipulating the war. How can he still spit himself out?
"Nonsense is the most handsome guy in the universe. This guy is far from me!"
"Come out or I will tear your weak palace directly … Gee, this is the weakest palace I have ever seen!"
With this, the right hand pulled again to push the engine of the manor palace and suddenly there was a roar.
"Master Zhuang, our engine won’t last long!" Old Brown said nervously, "What should I do?"
Not far from Zhuang, there is actually no good way.
Moreover, he is actually more interested in all that is revealed in the mouth.
But …
I’m afraid this man has misunderstood something.
The higher-end forces of both sides have joined the battlefield, the giant dog, and this level of power seems to be less than enough. The battlefield presents a strange silence.