Chapter 89
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In the lingering rain curtain of Shenjing, a white image like an elf jumps down from the second floor window of Qiongjiang Museum and disappears at the corner at a very fast speed.
After ten breaths, a group of burly snowmen in short coats chased out of the gate of Qiongjiang museum without even beating their umbrellas. They also disappeared in the rain and scattered anxiously. After unsuccessful search, they gathered at the gate of Qiongjiang Museum.
The head of the snow people youth, full of beard and hair on the face, some not good-looking, the face shows bitter.
"Let's go. We can only go back first. Miss, there will be a Taoist martial arts competition tomorrow. Just ask her to come back in the afternoon, otherwise we will be scolded."
Liang Po, who is holding an umbrella, feels stiff all over his body. With his body and Qi and blood of the great demon king of daohun meat mountain, the youngest master of daoshijing in the whole summer, his hand shaking with his umbrella. To tell the truth, he doesn't know what to do at the moment.
The fragrance of green silk floating from his chest penetrated into his nostrils. It was fragrant and had a little sweetness, which he had never heard before, and it was also the flavor that any kind of food could not bring.
The smell seemed to have a kind of magic, paralyzed his limbs and quickened his heart.
Just when Liang Po was at a loss, the girl at her chest suddenly raised her head, her hair spread back, her eyes and Liang Po looked at each other, then she spat out her tongue in shame and took a step backward.
The girl's Liang Po went out for a long time.
Finally, the door of the courtyard was opened, and a tall figure appeared, not one, but two, with a girl with skin better than snow.
Zhao Yu and Sima Annan looked at each other's eyes and saw that they were incredible. Then Sima Annan muttered in disbelief:
"can't the iron trees of ten thousand years blossom?"
The rain does not stop, and gradually changes from rain to snow.
In the courtyard, people crying for food are picking up soup noodles in their mouths. The noodles in Qiongjiang restaurant are really worthy of their reputation. Although the noodles are slightly soft due to the soaking time for a long time, the noodles are still delicious.
The snow girl who came in with Liang Po carried a small bench and sat beside Liang Po, looking up and down at the bald man who was silent.
"Hello, what's your name?" Asked the girl curiously.
"His name is Liang Po!" Liang Po didn't reply. Sima Annan's voice had already been heard, chewing and shouting.
"Oh, your name is Liang Po. How old are you?"
"Although he is so big, he is only 16 years old and strong." Sima Annan answered again.
"Then why don't you talk." The girl's voice is full of mischievous!
Sima Annan was silent and everyone burst into laughter.
There was a knock on the door. Thin and fat people came in. They lingered at the door for a long time, and then they got up the courage to knock. After all, Zhao Yu, who lived a while ago, put too much pressure on them.
However, they did not come to Zhao Yu this time, but to find the snow folk girl sitting beside Liang Po.
"Sister Xue, I have a business to ask for your help." The thin man came to the girl and said with some embarrassment.
"The little city Lord has a demand, and the smoke and snow naturally dare not to obey." The girl's face gradually returned to cold, and there was no more cunning appearance.
"We'd like to invite you to join us, but we don't know many people, so now it's just the two of us."
"It's OK. People of the same city should support each other naturally."
The girl nodded and agreed, the thin man's mouth showed a smile, and the fat man behind him was also relieved.
Tomorrow will be the last pass of the Daowu contest, the battle pass!
Since the war lasted for nearly a hundred years, the enemy has never stopped fighting in a large scale. Therefore, it is important to understand that the war has been waged on a large scale for nearly a hundred years. In the first mock exam,
is free to form a team of five people. The school is free, and it has the highest power of killing while maintaining high mobility. This mode is also applied to the army, and the smallest units in the upper and lower three armies are five people.
In this stage, all young people will be put into the small world. They will kill each other in small groups, eliminate the rest of the disciples, and get the nameplates. They will be ranked according to the number of nameplates and the survival time.
This strange largest simulated battlefield environment tests the comprehensive ability, combat power, strategy, cooperation, courage, courage and contacts of all the competitors!
At the same time, there will be a phenomenon, that is, the strong join hands, the strong are stronger!
"That's great. Let's find two more, so that we can get together."
As soon as the thin man's surprise voice dropped, a plain female voice sounded from the inner room. A girl with a simple sword box on her back and a girl in a light pink dress walked out of the room. They looked indifferent, as if they were talking about a trivial matter.
"Then count the two of us. We just don't want to find a team, so we can form a team."
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In the lingering rain curtain of Shenjing, a white image like an elf jumps down from the second floor window of Qiongjiang Museum and disappears at the corner at a very fast speed.
After ten breaths, a group of burly snowmen in short coats chased out of the gate of Qiongjiang museum without even beating their umbrellas. They also disappeared in the rain and scattered anxiously. After unsuccessful search, they gathered at the gate of Qiongjiang Museum.
The head of the snow people youth, full of beard and hair on the face, some not good-looking, the face shows bitter.
"Let's go. We can only go back first. Miss, there will be a Taoist martial arts competition tomorrow. Just ask her to come back in the afternoon, otherwise we will be scolded."
Liang Po, who is holding an umbrella, feels stiff all over his body. With his body and Qi and blood of the great demon king of daohun meat mountain, the youngest master of daoshijing in the whole summer, his hand shaking with his umbrella. To tell the truth, he doesn't know what to do at the moment.
The fragrance of green silk floating from his chest penetrated into his nostrils. It was fragrant and had a little sweetness, which he had never heard before, and it was also the flavor that any kind of food could not bring.
The smell seemed to have a kind of magic, paralyzed his limbs and quickened his heart.
Just when Liang Po was at a loss, the girl at her chest suddenly raised her head, her hair spread back, her eyes and Liang Po looked at each other, then she spat out her tongue in shame and took a step backward.
The girl's Liang Po went out for a long time.
Finally, the door of the courtyard was opened, and a tall figure appeared, not one, but two, with a girl with skin better than snow.
Zhao Yu and Sima Annan looked at each other's eyes and saw that they were incredible. Then Sima Annan muttered in disbelief:
"can't the iron trees of ten thousand years blossom?"
The rain does not stop, and gradually changes from rain to snow.
In the courtyard, people crying for food are picking up soup noodles in their mouths. The noodles in Qiongjiang restaurant are really worthy of their reputation. Although the noodles are slightly soft due to the soaking time for a long time, the noodles are still delicious.
The snow girl who came in with Liang Po carried a small bench and sat beside Liang Po, looking up and down at the bald man who was silent.
"Hello, what's your name?" Asked the girl curiously.
"His name is Liang Po!" Liang Po didn't reply. Sima Annan's voice had already been heard, chewing and shouting.
"Oh, your name is Liang Po. How old are you?"
"Although he is so big, he is only 16 years old and strong." Sima Annan answered again.
"Then why don't you talk." The girl's voice is full of mischievous!
Sima Annan was silent and everyone burst into laughter.
There was a knock on the door. Thin and fat people came in. They lingered at the door for a long time, and then they got up the courage to knock. After all, Zhao Yu, who lived a while ago, put too much pressure on them.
However, they did not come to Zhao Yu this time, but to find the snow folk girl sitting beside Liang Po.
"Sister Xue, I have a business to ask for your help." The thin man came to the girl and said with some embarrassment.
"The little city Lord has a demand, and the smoke and snow naturally dare not to obey." The girl's face gradually returned to cold, and there was no more cunning appearance.
"We'd like to invite you to join us, but we don't know many people, so now it's just the two of us."
"It's OK. People of the same city should support each other naturally."
The girl nodded and agreed, the thin man's mouth showed a smile, and the fat man behind him was also relieved.
Tomorrow will be the last pass of the Daowu contest, the battle pass!
Since the war lasted for nearly a hundred years, the enemy has never stopped fighting in a large scale. Therefore, it is important to understand that the war has been waged on a large scale for nearly a hundred years. In the first mock exam,
is free to form a team of five people. The school is free, and it has the highest power of killing while maintaining high mobility. This mode is also applied to the army, and the smallest units in the upper and lower three armies are five people.
In this stage, all young people will be put into the small world. They will kill each other in small groups, eliminate the rest of the disciples, and get the nameplates. They will be ranked according to the number of nameplates and the survival time.
This strange largest simulated battlefield environment tests the comprehensive ability, combat power, strategy, cooperation, courage, courage and contacts of all the competitors!
At the same time, there will be a phenomenon, that is, the strong join hands, the strong are stronger!
"That's great. Let's find two more, so that we can get together."
As soon as the thin man's surprise voice dropped, a plain female voice sounded from the inner room. A girl with a simple sword box on her back and a girl in a light pink dress walked out of the room. They looked indifferent, as if they were talking about a trivial matter.
"Then count the two of us. We just don't want to find a team, so we can form a team."
Wan Jian Ge Jian Sheng!
Linglong Lotus!
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
In the lingering rain curtain of Shenjing, a white image like an elf jumps down from the second floor window of Qiongjiang Museum and disappears at the corner at a very fast speed. After ten breaths, a group of burly snowmen in short coats chased out of the gate of Qiongjiang museum without even beating their umbrellas. They also disappeared in the rain and scattered anxiously. After unsuccessful search, they gathered at the gate of Qiongjiang Museum. The head of the snow people youth, full of beard and hair on the face, some not good-looking, the face shows bitter. "Let's go. We can only go back first. Miss, there will be a Taoist martial arts competition tomorrow. Just ask her to come back in the afternoon, otherwise we will be scolded." Liang Po, who is holding an umbrella, feels stiff all over his body. With his body and Qi and blood of the great demon king of daohun meat mountain, the youngest master of daoshijing in the whole summer, his hand shaking with his umbrella. To tell the truth, he doesn't know what to do at the moment. The fragrance of green silk floating from his chest penetrated into his nostrils. It was fragrant and had a little sweetness, which he had never heard before, and it was also the flavor that any kind of food could not bring. The smell seemed to have a kind of magic, paralyzed his limbs and quickened his heart. Just when Liang Po was at a loss, the girl at her chest suddenly raised her head, her hair spread back, her eyes and Liang Po looked at each other, then she spat out her tongue in shame and took a step backward. The girl's Liang Po went out for a long time. Finally, the door of the courtyard was opened, and a tall figure appeared, not one, but two, with a girl with skin better than snow. Zhao Yu and Sima Annan looked at each other's eyes and saw that they were incredible. Then Sima Annan muttered in disbelief: "can't the iron trees of ten thousand years blossom?" The rain does not stop, and gradually changes from rain to snow. In the courtyard, people crying for food are picking up soup noodles in their mouths. The noodles in Qiongjiang restaurant are really worthy of their reputation. Although the noodles are slightly soft due to the soaking time for a long time, the noodles are still delicious. The snow girl who came in with Liang Po carried a small bench and sat beside Liang Po, looking up and down at the bald man who was silent. "Hello, what's your name?" Asked the girl curiously. "His name is Liang Po!" Liang Po didn't reply. Sima Annan's voice had already been heard, chewing and shouting. "Oh, your name is Liang Po. How old are you?" "Although he is so big, he is only 16 years old and strong." Sima Annan answered again. "Then why don't you talk." The girl's voice is full of mischievous! Sima Annan was silent and everyone burst into laughter. There was a knock on the door. Thin and fat people came in. They lingered at the door for a long time, and then they got up the courage to knock. After all, Zhao Yu, who lived a while ago, put too much pressure on them. However, they did not come to Zhao Yu this time, but to find the snow folk girl sitting beside Liang Po. "Sister Xue, I have a business to ask for your help." The thin man came to the girl and said with some embarrassment. "The little city Lord has a demand, and the smoke and snow naturally dare not to obey." The girl's face gradually returned to cold, and there was no more cunning appearance. "We'd like to invite you to join us, but we don't know many people, so now it's just the two of us." "It's OK. People of the same city should support each other naturally." The girl nodded and agreed, the thin man's mouth showed a smile, and the fat man behind him was also relieved. Tomorrow will be the last pass of the Daowu contest, the battle pass! Since the war lasted for nearly a hundred years, the enemy has never stopped fighting in a large scale. Therefore, it is important to understand that the war has been waged on a large scale for nearly a hundred years. In the first mock exam, is free to form a team of five people. The school is free, and it has the highest power of killing while maintaining high mobility. This mode is also applied to the army, and the smallest units in the upper and lower three armies are five people. In this stage, all young people will be put into the small world. They will kill each other in small groups, eliminate the rest of the disciples, and get the nameplates. They will be ranked according to the number of nameplates and the survival time. This strange largest simulated battlefield environment tests the comprehensive ability, combat power, strategy, cooperation, courage, courage and contacts of all the competitors! At the same time, there will be a phenomenon, that is, the strong join hands, the strong are stronger! "That's great. Let's find two more, so that we can get together." As soon as the thin man's surprise voice dropped, a plain female voice sounded from the inner room. A girl with a simple sword box on her back and a girl in a light pink dress walked out of the room. They looked indifferent, as if they were talking about a trivial matter. "Then count the two of us. We just don't want to find a team, so we can form a team." Wan Jian Ge Jian Sheng! Linglong Lotus! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
