Azir sighed, as if he felt a little sorry, and under the golden crown, the perfect face like a god slowly raised his head and looked up at Zhang Chao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As he said, people do not discriminate in status because of their status.

Just as the emperor with a fat brain is not necessarily nobler than the people who work hard day and night, facing the loess with their backs to the sky, he will not detract from the majesty of the emperor when he looks up to the dragon.

"The power of the sun, inhabiting Shurima!"

He spread his hands, gripped the scepter as if by the throat of the world, and then swung it down with a sudden slam.

The desolate and majestic whisper rumbled and shook through the heavens and the earth with an unimaginable momentum.

Like a bright moon on the sea, a blazing sun was on the branch of the scepter, like a three-legged golden crow perched on the Fusang wood, suddenly opened its fiery red wings, and the blazing heavenly fire rose up, dyeing the sky red.

The dark canopy can cover the sky, but it can't block the transmission of this sound, and it can't cover this fire-like light, so the people watching below immediately understood that Zhang Chao once again provoked an amazing character, even more powerful than the Millennium King!

"Could it be ......" Zhao Xin suddenly remembered the name like a mountain he had seen in the epic river when he broke into platinum.

"Is that him?" Muttered Leona, "I am the choice of the sun, but not the embodiment of the sun, he is the ......"

Pan Sen clenched his spear, and the green tendons on his palm, which was as rough as a rock, burst out: "Ah...... Azir. ”

Tyrone lowered his head and suddenly laughed, his laughter full of mockery and a little depressed.

Katyusha immediately raised her head and whispered, "What are you laughing at?"

She became a little sensitive, because she watched herself become a joke - before, she had looked down on all kinds of difficult objects, and all kinds of difficult objects were so powerful, and everything was like an invisible slap in the face, slapping her in the face.

She felt that although the people around her didn't say it explicitly, they must be laughing at her in their hearts.

Tyrone's eyes revealed a hint of self-deprecation: "It's ridiculous...... At first, I just thought of him as a newcomer to the seventh squad - and then he showed that he could stand up to me, and I saw him as an opponent. ”

"But I never thought that he had left me far behind. ”

"I watched him walk behind me and thought I was lost, but in reality, maybe I never saw him, not even his back. ”

He stiffly poured a bowl of water into the parched soil, and then reflected a depressed face: "What we see is nothing but the reflection of this bowl of water, the swan." ”

"It's close, but it's just a look. ”

"Boss, you have to cheer up!" The beard next to him frowned, feeling that something was wrong with Tyrone's mood.

Tyrone was stunned, then buried his head with a wry smile: "Irelia...... I'd like to meet you. ”

His voice is very low, as thin as a mosquito, like the heart of every young man who has suffered a setback and wants to confide in his beloved girl.

Katyusha didn't hear what he was saying, but reached out and stroked his slender spine, comforting, "No matter what, I'm sure you'll surpass him." ”

Although she is a little rude and a little willful, this liking is not mixed with any impurities, she likes Tyrone, just as she hates Zhang Chao.

For no reason, love and hate are clear.

This is actually a very interesting little girl.

Tyrone didn't nod, he didn't even hear what Katyusha said, he had fallen into the memory, he couldn't extricate himself anymore, the girl's heart he didn't know, but his heart had long been filled by a figure.

The difference between camps is like a moat.

As the tension mounts, Noxus' relationship with Ionia is rapidly deteriorating, and he wants to see it, but he can't see it, or the day of goodbye is the time to draw his sword.

No one would have imagined how he would feel when he saw the girl he had been dreaming about again years later, and was horrified to see the portrait on the wall.

But just by imagining it, you know it's never going to be a pleasant experience.

In the camp of the fierce army, the soldiers in fiery red armor looked up at the sky intently, and although they could not see anything at all, they were still attentive and fascinated.

Because they know that they are witnessing a miracle, an epic, and the birth of a legendary figure.

"I'm rubbing, this guy....... It's too fierce, isn't it?" Nanyin opened his mouth wide, a little unimaginable, the buddy who used to brag and fart all day long suddenly became a super platinum god who was high up and pushed all the platinum gods of a water flat?

He thinks this is too exaggerated, just like a dick classmate next to you suddenly stood up one day and told you that he was actually a rich second generation, and then he came to greet him with a Cadillac and a helicopter.

Then your mood may be shocked like surfing in an instant, one high and one low can simply scare a person to death.

The crow was not as exaggerated as Nanyin, but narrowed his eyes slightly, and for no reason he actually felt a sense of frustration.

He sighed: "It turns out that we are not people of the same world at all. ”

He is very strong, even if it is a companion, he wants to surpass Zhang Chao.

He thought that according to his talent, as long as he was given time, he would be able to achieve the latecomer.

But he didn't expect that as time went by, not only did he not close the gap between them, but the gap became more and more distant.

Riven clenched the sword in her hand, then released, then clenched it again a moment later, and released it again.

She stared at the cold body that was laid flat on the bed, the blood had gradually coagulated, but there was no trace of panic and panic on that very delicate little face.

The negative emotions unique to dead people didn't seem to be reflected in her body at all, and even in the last moments, she was still happy and content, so this pale little face looked more and more beautiful and pure.

She sighed, and instead of looking at the sky, she sat silently on the ground, as if pondering something.

Pu Jia held Qin Han's hand tightly, wanting to warm her coldness with her own temperature, she kept thinking about whether she was doing the right thing, but when she saw the frozen smile on Qin Han's face, she seemed to know the answer.

In the sky, the emperor's declaration is echoing, like Hong Zhong Dalu, although every word reveals mystery and vicissitudes, and cannot be known, but the meaning is also beyond the shackles of language and acts on the soul.

"Shurima dwells in my body, and my empire exists in every grain of gravel!"

"The world is the desert. And I'm an oasis!"

His scepter tapped lightly downward, and the scorching sun scorched the earth, the fiery red birds chirped coolly, and countless yellow sand poured out from the place where the scepter touched.

(To be continued.) )