Friday, July 29, 2011
the cliffs from which they look
If they can reach the summit, which can be north the Yellow River, South Gu Lo. At the moment hard to empty the rain and fog in the misty deep, like the unattainable fairy Dong Fu, who presided over that actually Xiepai want top figure. Cuiyun Cuiyun Mountain Valley is located in the foot, wide flat valley, washed walls and black tiles of the houses more than a dozen seat cloth bundle of trees in the valley between the north, cross paths, patches of wild flowers, fragrant grass, well there Cuise strong, structured mountains for liners, nearly a green and yellow garden around, like figure painting, indeed Masquerade Taoyuan resort, it is difficult to think of diabolism and combat readiness of soldiers. Taniguchi is a large cedar elm southern forest, in this weather, compete with hope, even if the forest is indeed hidden secret barracks, but also imperceptible. Taniguchi is a series down the road, wearing Gap away, winding down, but by the mountain barrier, and therefore do not see the mountains outside the southern plains. Kouzhong confidence shaken, said: Li Mi's army if indeed hidden in the valley, how soon masi not? Time to detect the potential of Ling Longjiao face lighted back excitedly: Guorusuoliao, Valley forest in tents everywhere, covered Wagang Army, but not see horses mules and other beasts, he appears to be another hidden place , to avoid the pain of climbing them. The crowd ecstatic. Kou Zhong Road: I stay here and continue its surveillance of small hills, you were the eldest and go back to inform the general, all act in accordance with the original plan. And discussion about it, how to contact and meet other contract details, Yong Ling Longjiao pleased to declare a. To dusk, rain, clear day, the valley of the situation at a glance. Under the cliffs from which they look, see the tents hidden among dense forest, and still have non-commissioned officer to and from camp and between buildings. Kouzhong hide V in the Cao Shu observed between the breath, the beginning of a long road: small hills! I always feel a little inappropriate.
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