The girl said something offensive to Han Wujing, who was a popular person at the moment. Amidst the roar of curses, the servant of the Qu family behind him who was in charge of guarding directly raised his leg and kicked Lin Qiangqiang.
The little girl's knees suddenly bent forward, then straightened back up.
"You have to behave better in front of Major Qing, Lin Qiangqiang." She gritted her teeth and thought, "Just shake it. At least you can't cry. Don't cry out."
Han Qingyu is now only one step away from at least three immortal bones, just like the red bayberry hanging on the tree that year.
"Grass blue ancestors." Sitting on a chair, Han Qingyu suddenly gritted his teeth and scolded his teeth.
This was already a very frustrating situation, although he still wanted to struggle a little more.
The Roche owner next to him turned to look at him, "Yes, the grass ancestor is eight times ancestor! Hahaha ..."
The Qu family started to choose the surgeon, and Luo Tianlong took the initiative to take one.
People who have been bravely went up one after another, less than seven. Qu Zongxing stepped down in person, slowly passing through the side steps, stood down, and looked at Wu Jie.
"You are the Surviving Survival?"
Wu Jie sat on the steps and looked at him, struggling in his heart, but he nodded without any expression in the state of expression as usual.
"The Yu family was exterminated. I was very sad after hearing the news. You go up."
Wu Jie left the stone step with a gun with a gun.
However, Qu Zongxing did not walk away. He stood there, his eyes moving sideways, past Wen Jifei, and landed on Pang Jinghe.
"Mom wipe, it really looks at me! It's over, it's over!"
Pang Jinghe said that if this was going up, standing in the middle of the square, cutting up for a while, Lao Tzu didn't have a chance to run.
"You ..." Qu Zongxing's gaze stayed on him for a while, suddenly smiled, and then turned around, pulling a knife in his men behind him and throwing it in the air.
"Wu Jing, you can go to the last one."
The knife goes in the direction.
Han Qingyu stood up, pulled his shoulder knife, and took the sword flying back in the air to fly back to Qu Zongxing's men, and then walked to Qingshitai.
Looking at it, there was only one position left, and he stood opposite Lin Qi.
It was getting a little dark by now, but the firelight in the square was bright.
Qu Zongxing returned to Qingshi Terrace and was in a generous speech.
Lin Qiang looked at the young school standing in front of him.
"He's so good-looking."
Lin Qiang wanted to laugh at him.
Then I introduced myself, "My name is Lin Qiang, 19 years old, I have been here for 3 years, I have heard every story of you ..."
"My best friend works at the 101 medical station. Her pages are sandwiched by the flowers you gave, but it is rare, just show it, I will not let me touch it ... Can you send me a flower in the future? ah?
"If I can go back to the British spirit wall in the future, if there is a small grid."
"..." Lin Qiang couldn't say anything.
There are thousands of people here, and they must have a mission. Lin Qiang thought, trembled, took a deep breath, his eyes slowly became red, and his eyes were bright.
"Kill!" Qu Zongxing said.
"Kill!" The people shouted.
Lin Qiang closed his eyes hard.
Huhhuho ... Blade whistled in front of the Qingshi Terrace.
Then, "Song!" A long black gun rampant.
Dangdang, metal strike, and five weapons stood on the sick gun.
Wu Jie did not move at his feet, looked around, and stood there.
Unexpected scenes. Tick tock, tick tock. About two seconds of error and vast.
"what happened?!"
"what are you doing?!"
The scene quickly fell into a chaotic and noisy.
"What is the level of integration?" In this noise, Han Qingyu spoke with a small voice.
But Lin Qiang heard it, stunned, his lips opened, his teeth bite, "C."
"How many seconds to wear a device?"
Lip opening and closing, "8."
Eight seconds.
"It's slow." Han Qingyu frowned, muttering in his heart, he didn't speak anymore, and did not look at Lin Qi anymore. He didn't find that the little girl said to him, "It's okay."
In fact, the average dressed speed of the ninth -generation Yuanyu device of the blue blue takes about eleven seconds. Lin Qi is fast. If it is the previous eight generations and sixth generations of the linkage improvement, then it is normal for half a minute to two minutes.
There are very few ninth generation devices here, but there are a few of Xuelian's latest models. I don't know how they get it.
The two are very similar and are said to be plagiarized from the ninth generation of Azure.
"I just thought about it, and told him to stop it." Han Qingyu suddenly said loudly, pressing the noisy voice.
Then he looked up and greeted Qu Zongxing's eyes.
"The Lord of Qumen, I think we should not directly oppose it with the blue blue. The front conflict is strong. Fortunately, there are organizations such as Xuelian and other organizations to restrain each other. In this case, I think we should hide the light. Seek development slowly.”
Han Qingyu said that he was a little panicked.
Even though I had to make preparations that I had to do but I was not willing to do so, I still struggled and struggled hard. Because there is no doubt that if they continue to perform, they will be closest to eternal bones.
Even if you really want to cut it, it is not the right time here. Here is a probability that he can't touch the bones, and there are too many people.
"It makes sense." Wen Jifei nodded approvingly, looked at Pang Jinghe with a wry smile and said, "What do you think?"
"It makes sense!" Pang Jing said loudly.
The same opinion spread on the four -sided step. Except for the slave group, it remained silent, and almost the audience was loud. When discussing Han Qingyu's statement, most people agreed.
"It makes sense." The voice came from the bluestone platform. The whole audience fell silent and looked at Qu Zongxing.
Qu Zongxing's eyes swept away and turned back to Han Qingyu.
"It really makes sense to say nothing ... So, let's go, don't let these people continue to live. Kill!"
Exit, he stood down and made a firm gesture.
"canal……"
"No need to say, kill! Blood sacrifice my flag, burning the dead body."
"..." This turning, this firm, Han Qingyu was stunned.
Almost everyone in the audience reacted to this logical reversal.
"Is the old thing so logical?!" On the steps, Wen Jifei said: "I'm going to Nima."
Pang Jinghe's head buzzed, a bit messy "So what is the right now? Are you going to cut it?"
He looked at the bag for Han Qingyu. It was a small, narrow bag. Because I know that the inside must be precious, no matter yesterday or tonight, Pang Jinghe hugged the bag in his arms.
Wrap it in his arms and suddenly moved.
"Huh? Is my illusion? I shake myself?"
But the bag moved again, and the third, although the amplitude is not large, it is indeed not wrong.
Pang Jinghe turned his head numbly, grabbed some clothes and pulled Wen Jifei's sleeves. When Wen Ji turned over, looked at him, silently pointed at the bag in his arms.
"Go to the toilet? You go." Wen Jifei said, "Just put on the ground."
Pang Jinghe: "I, you..."
"Go." Wen Jifei smiled.
This smile, Pang Jing understood.
Live, Lao Pang was so excited that he almost cried, quickly put down the bag, got up, and walked outside the square.
When I walked to the exit, Pang Jinghe stood back, "How about you? Let's go together, don't you say you want to urinate?"
Wen Jifei turned to look at him and laughed: "It's okay, my kidney is good."
After saying that, he waved his hand and rushed Pang Jinghe to leave.
Then he turned back, looked at Qu Zongxing on the stands, and touched the long bag behind his buttocks, and began to wait. "By the way, the square in the village is also the square?"
In fact, no one noticed the process on the side table, because the attention of the audience was all present.
In the field, under the Qingshi Terrace, Wu Jie's gun was not falling. Han Qingyu stood there, about seven or eight meters away, and looked up at Qu Zongxing slightly.
The order was not carried out, and he looked at it like that for a while.
"So he still doesn't agree?"
"This person is really stubborn."
"Yeah, if you change us, who dares to look at the Lord of the Qu League, he has repeatedly ordered it, he still does not do it."
The whispering discussion is one after another.
"Oh!" Han Qingyu sighed suddenly, and then at the quiet scene, watching Qu Zongxing said, "Hey, how can you say you don't listen?"
Audience: "..."
Because the tone of Han Wujing's words felt so strange. There is a feeling of why you are so unreasonable and unable to communicate, and it is also like the elders who have tried their best but were finally tired of being angry and finally angry, hating that iron cannot be transformed into steel.
It turns out that their feelings are correct.
Because in the field at this time, he was angry at Qu Zongxing's expression and reached out to Han Wuzhong, but it was not as good as opening.
Han Qingyu said another sentence in a more helpless tone:
"Tell you well, you just don't listen."
The words fell, and the sound of stunning.
At the same time, "Om!"
With Han Qingyu as the center, the air and waves are rushed to the surrounding stand.
Flame in the audience, a moment of Ming Destroy
