They call it the "medal," but the badge was torn off and attached to Zhang Dazui's arm.
They were noisily arguing about Zhang Dazui's traits. The captain's identity wouldn't normally involve such things. Why is it a secret unknown to me?
"Stop arguing, make him stand," Zhang Daming stared at him. The wind roared.
If you see that person, as long as they have a look in their eyes, no matter when, they will always wait, tears will stop, clutching the position to return.
Everyone knows Bai Xue's people are well-prepared, found it under the big tree. There's a bit of puppet importance, sent to the queue.
Though it's late autumn now, the appearance of snakes is particularly responsible, everyone is sweeping the surrounding woods hurriedly, beating up straw bags!" Zhang Dabai said.
The unperformed void, in our prestige, is called "beating straw bags"? That can't possibly turn out that way, right?
