Chapter 232: Lin Wubian admits defeat

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The formation laid out by the intermediate formation master, even if it is not as precise as the advanced formation master, it is inevitable that there will be loopholes. Even if Zishu Rui'an finds a flaw, it shouldn't be cracked so easily.

Ji Qianhe, who was cracked the formation, gritted his silver teeth, and his willow eyebrows frowned, but no matter how angry he was in his heart, he still had no way to face the horror in front of him.

Facing Shangzi Shu Rui'an, this Xingchenzi who had brought fear to the disciples of the entire Immortal Academy, had already been defeated if he had no chance of meeting him. An Chengde's praise for the elder Tai was finally the end of the tiger's head, and after being placed in a strange way, millions of living beings died in the middle reaches of the Qingjiang River.

This is a man-made calamity, and such a calamity turns into a haze that plagues the disciples of the sect involved.

Ji Qianhe originally had no fear of Zishu Rui'an, but when she understood that Zishu Rui'an's layout was the entire Qingjiang River, from Yan Wusheng being seriously injured in an attack and two disciples being killed, to the uncertain life and death of An Chengde on the southern front, and finally against Sanjian Gorge, he easily took the lives of the people of Sancheng. This link is closely linked, if it weren't for the temporary resolution of the high-level of the sect to stop the battle of Qingjianghe, they don't know where the corpse is buried now.

"Bastard ......" Ji Qianhe flashed a heavy gun in his hand, and the heavy gun is famous: Dawn. It used to be in the treasure house of the Dragon Palace, and now it is used by Ji Qianhe.

Dawn felt Ji Qianhe holding its palm, trembling slightly, and before he could fight, he was already timid.

The end of this game is already doomed.

Zishu Rui'an had the power of the breeze wrapped around his feet, and looked at the nervous Ji Qianhe with a smile, and just when everyone thought that Ji Qianhe had no hope, the third person in the field raised his hands and walked off the stage.

"I admit defeat!" Lin Wubian is already standing on the sidelines at this moment, no matter how they fight, this time it is their Immortal Academy's thankless ability, and people with a discerning eye can already see that Zishu Ruian has not used all his strength, and he has already suppressed Ji Qianhe without the strength to fight back; even with Lin Wubian, who did not make a move, the combined strength of the two is not high.

If you can't fight together, it's better to admit defeat.

When Ji Qianhe was stunned, the referee had already announced the result, which was an unnecessary conflict, this time, Changxian Academy had to drop one person no matter what, and Lin Wubian's withdrawal was the best harmless choice.

"Senior brother, why do you want to admit defeat?" Ji Qianhe and Lin Wubian walked out of the venue side by side, and on the way, Ji Qianhe asked Lin Wubian puzzled.

Ji Qianhe has heard of Lin Wubian's free and easy, what kind of pressure Lin Wubian faces, he will always be the most calm one, not to mention what is greasy in this, just this unshakable mentality, outsiders already admire it.

"When you first read Zishu Rui'an, although there was anger and hatred, there was more fear. As a monk, the biggest taboo is that I have a problem in my heart, I don't know if I will regret doing this, but if I don't do it, you will definitely regret it. Lin Wubian shrugged his shoulders very casually, these are just small things for him, fame and fortune are things as light as a feather, and it is useless to ask for them.

"Senior brother, thank you for your generosity. An Chengde greeted the two, although Zishu Rui'an said that he took the limelight, but the person was fine, it was already the biggest good thing. In the future, there will be a chance to get it back.

"Well, thanks to your little girlfriend, otherwise, I don't know what reason to find and quit logically...... I didn't want to participate, so I had to come, alas!" Lin Wubian waved his hand casually, and replied without any concern An Chengde's thanks, they are all their own senior brothers, how can they be so grateful.

"Senior brother, I will come out, don't worry. Ji Qianhe solemnly assured Lin Wubian that this sudden atmosphere seemed to be saying goodbye to Lin Wubian.

The corners of Lin Wubian's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart, is this little girl seeing herself off? It's terrifying.

"Gotta gotcha, I'm scared of you, and I'm gone. Lin Wubian's back was cold, and after a cool breeze blew, he ran fast.

An Chengde was relieved when he saw Lin Wubian who was running away, among the senior brothers, except for Yan Wusheng, who is a real cold-faced senior brother, the other senior brothers are all pretending to be on the surface, and they are like brothers and sisters behind their backs, and they are intimate.

"An Chengde......" Ji Qianhe pouted aggrievedly, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he looked like he was asking for An Chengde.

An Chengde dropped goosebumps on the ground, and his face twitched and said: "Okay, isn't it just a Shurui'an? I can't beat it, and when he meets me, can't I show you? Don't cry." ”

can only use clumsy acting skills to coax this glass-hearted little girl.

"But I'm in a bad mood right now......" Ji Qianhe lowered his head and choked in a low voice.

"It's okay, you want something happy, I'll accompany you...... You. An Chengde's last byte was very long, and the reason was Ji Qianhe's next expression.

"Really?" Ji Qianhe suddenly smiled slyly, An Chengde saw that the situation was a little bad, and was about to turn around and escape, but was firmly hugged by Ji Qianhe.

An Chengde tried to break free a few times, but found that there was no hope of breaking free, and there were all spectators around, so it was not good to make a big fuss, so he could only ask dejectedly: "What do you say first?" ”

"Drink with me. Ji Qianhe said decisively.

"Don't go. An Chengde recalled Ji Qianhe, who was drunk and played a hooligan, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

"If you don't go, then it's going to be consumed, anyway, I have to drink it today. "Ji Qianhe doesn't follow, he doesn't leave on An Chengde, with an expression that you can take me.

After a long time, after watching one knockout match after another, countless strange eyes were cast in it...... Finally, under such pressure, An Chengde compromised.

"You said that you will make a lot of wine, and you are destined not to get drunk today!" Ji Qianhe let An Chengde carry him to the sidelines, and the goal was Changxian Academy.

An Chengde wandered around for a long time, and finally, he squatted awkwardly outside the bamboo forest space, waiting for Elder Xiaobai's reception.

"Why do you want to come here?" Ji Qianhe was very suspicious, and since An Chengde woke up from a sleep, he liked to run here.

"Auntie is here, of course I want to see more. An Chengde naturally said the reason, his aunt is the closest person he is currently in this world, and he can only find relatives to solve such a difficult girl.

An Ziruo took An Chengde to harass Elder Xiaobai again, Xiaobai had long been used to it, and this time he directly vacated a clean room for them to drink.

"This is what an old wine is? Wow...... My mouth was watering. An Chengde took out the fine wine brought out in the dark city from the small world, one can after another, some of which were fragrant and mellow, and some of which were hot and hot......

Each wine has its own taste, and each has its own merits.

"Where did you kidnap the girl from?, I like to stick to you?" An Ziruo asked An Chengde softly when Ji Qianhe finished drinking a pot of wine.

An Chengde shrugged his shoulders quickly, and said in his heart, how do I know?!

"What's her name?" An Ziruo suddenly cared about Ji Qianhe's name.

"My name is Ji Qianhe, the Ji of the Qingzhou royal family, the Qianqiu Qian, and the He of the seedlings...... Hello aunt!" Ji Qianhe put together three bottles in a row, and his face was already filled with drunkenness.

"How old are you?" asked An Ziruo.

"Ten...... Sixteen, seven, eight, ...... "Ji Qianhe felt that his brain was no longer good when he counted, and he wrenched his fingers, not knowing where to count.

"Is your father's name Ji Sheng?

"Mmmmmmmm......mm That's how my dad left...... Wow, it's so uncomfortable!" Ji Qianhe burst into tears.

"Is it really Ji Sheng's child?" An Ziruo muttered to himself.

"When you came last time, didn't you already confess?" An Chengde reiterated that Ji Qianhe was indeed the daughter of the king who was prominent for a while.

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