Jiang Yuanguo is an Internet café.

Xue Pinghai was already in the greedy blue moon, from the day and late at night, his eyes were red, and he cut 27 greasy senior sisters off the line.

He nibbled on bread, drank cola, and served it with spicy ham sausages, so cool that he almost flew up.

How many years have passed, and at this moment, he seems to have returned to his flying years.

The virtual world is simply another paradise.

"Lao Xue, I'm tired of playing, Shenzhou still has a little research, let's go offline first, 886!"

This is a message from Yan Dongyan.

"Go to sleep, trash. ”

Xue Pinghai buckled the itchy toes.

"Don't die suddenly in an Internet café, otherwise it will drag down the owner of the Internet café, go offline and sleep early, and have the opportunity to cut the scum together." ”

Yan Dongyan's news was flickering again.

"I don't know how Su Yue hedged, he shouldn't have died, otherwise he would really drag Jiang Yuanguo to death. ”

Xue Pinghai finally couldn't help but ask.

In fact, he had been worried about this matter, but he didn't dare to go back to Jiangwu to watch.

He was afraid that Jiang Yuanguo's government would kill him.

"He's fine, he's not dead, he's not seriously injured.

"Su Yue's hedging times are 1500, and now I have given up and gone back to sleep in the dormitory, you can rest assured.

"But unfortunately, the Sect Master Tu chain did not succeed. ”

Yan Dongyan's message was sent.

"How do you know that Su Yue hedged 1,500 times?"

In front of the screen, Xue Pinghai was dumbfounded.

"Intelligence!"

Yan Dongyan's news is only two words.

Brief, but full of confidence.

Seeing the news, Xue Pinghai threw the mouse.

No way.

Shenzhou's intelligence system is still so terrifying.

When he didn't know anything, Yan Dongyan was unexpectedly clear.

The key is that he is only two kilometers away from Jiangwu, but Yan Dongyan is 108,000 miles.

Xue Pinghai was a little depressed.

Am I going to be shocked or do I go through the process first?

"Got it. ”

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Xue Pinghai replied calmly, and then went offline directly.

Shenzhou Research Institute.

Yan Dongyan also went offline directly.

He was in a bad mood today, so he had half a day of leisure, and for a long time afterward, he didn't have time to log in to the game again.

In fact, the number of hedging 1,500 times was said casually by Yan Dongyan, purely fooling Xue Pinghai.

There is no information at all, Su Yue himself doesn't say it, how can others know.

But Yan Dongyan is not talking nonsense.

1500 times is the limit state analyzed according to Su Yue's physical state.

But Su Yue did go back to sleep, this is intelligence.

It's good that Su Yue is dead, although the medium pressure position strategy failed, but this cultivation experience will benefit Su Yue immensely.

"Is this a liver hemorrhage?"

It's already early in the morning, but the floor of the Warframe Section is still brightly lit, and all the scientific researchers are still shuttling one after another.

This state is even more terrifying than 996 in the Weapons Section.

Yan Dongyan sighed with emotion.

Although he was unhappy with the Battle Armor Sect, the Frost Vine Armor was a cross-era invention that could improve the chances of survival for warriors, which was a good thing.

Jiang Yuanguo Internet Cafe.

Gaba.

Standing up, Xue Pinghai twisted his neck, his bones were a little stiff due to sitting still for a long time.

Su Yue went back to sleep.

If you fail, you will fail, in ten years, Xue Pinghai has long lost confidence in the Sect Master Tu chain.

"Uncle, your member hasn't gotten off the plane yet?"

When Xue Pinghai left the door of the Internet café, a young man with greasy hair reminded.

This is an Internet café sleeper.

"You go play, there are still 5,000 yuan in it, rush 5,000 and get 5,000 free, there should be more than 9,000 left." ”

Shaking his head, Xue Pinghai left the Internet café leisurely.

If there are no surprises, I won't come back to this place again.

Remembering this kind of thing is enough once.

"Damn, my uncle is still my uncle after all, and it's really hardcore. ”

Xiao Young hurriedly sat down on Xue Pinghai's seat.

He rubbed his hands together, picked up the remaining half bottle of mineral water first, and drank it to his heart's content.

Subsequently, Xiao Young skillfully opened the video website, and then searched for Jiang Yuan News Channel.

Well.

Comfortable.

Lying on a chair in an Internet café and watching Jiangyuan News Broadcasting, this is enjoyment.

It's late at night, and the streets of Jiangwucheng are particularly deserted, and Xue Pinghai is wearing thin clothes, which is a little cool.

He left the Internet café and walked alone on the street, suddenly not knowing where he should go!

His own laboratory was requisitioned, and his only home was gone.

Empty streets, with no direction.

Before he knew it, Xue Pinghai walked in front of the Wet Ghost Tower in Jiangwu City.

The cold streets, in front of the Wet Ghost Tower, are quite popular.

The Protector Division is guarding the entrance to the town, and not far away is the camp of the Shenzhou Wei Yuan Legion, as long as there is a war, the Wei Yuan Army will come to support, but they are not responsible for guarding it on weekdays.

In Jiang Wucheng, due to the guarding of the burning radar, there were very few people in the Protector Division.

Although it was late at night, there were still teams of warriors coming out of the wet ghost tower one after another, some of them covered in blood, some dying, and even people lying on improvised stretchers.

These warrior squads are composed of retired warriors, as well as Jiangwu students, as well as some warriors hired by the consortium, and even, some outlaw warriors who have already died in the country.

The five major alliance countries have strict control over the displaced people, and small countries such as Jiang Yuanguo have become a place for these people to live.

When they go to the wetland, they will complete some herb collection tasks to get money.

Jiang Yuanguo's official mansion is not very rich, and if the warriors want a good life, they can only go to the wet realm to fight for their lives.

Although in this case, it is inevitable that the people of the Yang Xiang clan will be mixed in, but there is no way.

Jiang Yuanguo needs herbs, and he can't let the Protector Division collect medicines, so the defense force will be in chaos.

These warrior squads have become indispensable candidates.

In fact, even if it is as huge as Shenzhou's size and strength, it will still require social warriors to occasionally collect medicine.

No matter how rich the government is, it is impossible to keep all the warriors in the military department.

After all, some warriors are naturally loose and have a low sense of honor of the human race, so they are not suitable for war, but they always have to go to the wet realm to take risks for the sake of a prosperous life, which is also a reasonable way to distribute.

If a warrior is crammed into the military department, this will be counterproductive.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've heard of an alien attack on the Wet Ghost Tower. ”

Xue Pinghai found a place to sit down, and suddenly frowned.

Although he used to be in the laboratory, he also kept an eye on the situation in the Wet Ghost Tower.

But it's been just over two months, and the Wet Ghost Tower has been quiet, and there has been no large-scale war, not even friction.

This is not a good sign.

Aliens like to come to Earth to devour the hearts of warriors.

The reason why they have been delayed in attacking the Wet Ghost Tower must be that some conspiracy is brewing.

Xue Pinghai's hunch was very accurate.

In Jiang Yuan Kingdom, due to the characteristics of the creeping grass, ordinary people are especially able to have children, so that the population is super large, which is also the key factor that Jiangwu City can often attract foreign races.

For the Wetlands aliens, Jiangwu City is a hunting ground, and the prey is numerous and weak, and the only protective force is the burning radar.

But it's not a devastating war, the Wet Ghost Tower won't be opened casually, and if you can hold the strength, the alien race is very willing to come to Jiangwu City.

It is not normal at all that he has not come to attack for so long.

"I hope there won't be any more wars, the people of Jiang Yuanguo are living too hard.

"It's a pity that the Burning Radar can deter low-level martial artists, but it can't do anything about the Grandmaster.

"Sect Master Tu Chain, why is it so difficult. ”

Xue Pinghai looked up at the dark sky and smiled bitterly.

"Hell, hell, hell!"

Suddenly, Xue Pinghai heard a few whispered words.

He turned his head to look.

It turned out that 20 meters away from him, there was a thin old beggar who was writing on the ground with a stick.

Xue Pinghai became interested.

He walked over with a frown.

The characters are written with water, just like those retired old men in China who practice in the morning, showing calligraphy on the street.

The old beggar's handwriting is surprisingly neat, and even beautiful.

But while he was talking about it, there were only two words written in his pen.

Hell!

Yes, two shocking words.

......

Hell!

Hell!hell!hell!

Hell!hell!hell!hell!

......

Two words...... The old beggar had written hundreds of times, with coherent strokes and the same font, almost carved out of a mold.

At a glance, half of the sidewalk was covered with the word hell.

Since it was late at night, the handwriting evaporated more slowly.

Under the dim street lamps, these neatly arranged words 'hell' are like an endless army of demons, coming to devour the world, which looks so shocking.

"Brother, why do you keep writing these two words?"

Xue Pinghai's heart tingled.

The old man was about his own age, but he was skinny and had sunken eyes, and he had only one arm left to write, and the other had been severed by Qi Gen.

This old man used to be a martial artist.

"Because Jiang Yuanguo is hell. ”

The old man didn't look at Xue Pinghai.

Like a madman, he continued to tirelessly write the word 'hell' on the sidewalk.

Suddenly.

The old man seemed to be exhausted, and he finally wrote two words, and fell directly, and the stick in his hand also fell into the distance.

Xue Pinghai hurriedly walked over and helped the old man up.

At the same time, he saw the last two words written by the old man...... Room.

The two characters of dragon flying and phoenix dance are in stark contrast to other fonts.

"Jiang Yuanguo is hell.

"In this country, is there still a human world!

"Hell!

"Hahaha, we should be in the world, but we live in hell, no one can get out, hahaha, no one can get out!"

The old man was frail and terrible.

Xue Pinghai hurriedly helped him and found a place where he could buy things, he should be hungry.

"What can I be fed?

"Our fields can't grow food, our people have no way to live, our Jiangyuan country is hell, it's hell. ”

The old man was biting on the food mechanically, still muttering to himself.

Xue Pinghai left him some food, and then left directly, he saved a madman, there are thousands of them in Jiangwu City, and they can't be saved at all.

Hell!

Room!

Jiang Yuanguo was supposed to be a human being, but he was shrouded in hell.

This kind of suffering, when is it the end?

......

The next morning, it was just getting dark.

Gong Yuzhen tomb.

Fang Liyan has been guarding the door and has not slept all night.

Where can he sleep?

Who would have thought that Gong Ling could really succeed.

Right.

The first arrow of the Xuangong Nine Styles set Tiangang, and she really succeeded in cultivating.

Except for the day when Gong Yu was shocked to death, Fang Liyan's mood had not fluctuated so much for a long time.

He was so excited that he forgot about his injuries.

Not long ago, the flames on Gong Ling's body had been exuberant to the extreme, and her entire body seemed to have expanded three times, and even Fang Liyan could feel the terrifying oppression.

Fortunately, it was the flame of qi and blood, otherwise the tomb would have been ignited.

As time passed, the monstrous flames gradually coalesced.

Eventually, all the flames converged into a bowstring, and even the flaming arrows were condensed.

Gong Ling maintained the posture of opening the bow and holding the arrow for an hour.

Fang Liyan's eyes were also motionless, staring at Gong Ling for an hour.

As the flames gradually dissipated, Fang Liyan saw two blazing white flames in Gong Ling's pupils.

Right.

That is the imprint of the method of warfare.

Peerless tactics, Xuangong Nine Styles of Dingtiangang.

She...... It worked.

"Master bless, master bless. ”

Fang Liyan was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Inside the burial mound.

Gong Ling held the Xuangong in his hand and continued to comprehend.

At the moment when she successfully comprehended Ding Tiangang, the environment in front of Gong Ling directly underwent earth-shaking changes.

That is, in the blink of an eye, Gong Ling arrived at another battlefield.

It is also the memory of grandpa Tai's life.

This is a fortress built by the Terrans in the wet realm, the dark and towering city walls, full of mottled cracks, and the corpses under the walls are carpeted on the ground, which is clearly the scene of Shura's purgatory.

At this time, the Terran legion was already defending within the city walls and was in danger.

The alien army began to charge again, it was simply a plague of locusts, and the endless alien race could simply scare people to death.

The location of Gongling is the center of the city wall.

This time, Grandpa Tai was standing not far from him.

This time, Gong Ling also observed the appearance of his grandfather up close.

Very handsome.

The face is cold and angular, and he is not inferior to a popular star at all.

Unlike ordinary warriors' flat-headed short hair, Grandpa's gray hair is tied into a long ponytail.

In the Gong family, both men and women should have long hair and tie it into a ponytail, which is the inheritance of the ancestors.

But now, the cousins and cousins are weird, and they all cut their hair short to ordinary boys, but my father and uncle still have ponytails, but they wear hats on weekdays, and they look like artists.

And Gong Ling is a girl, she doesn't care about her hairstyle, she has always kept a ponytail prescribed by the Gong family.

In fact, after the hour, cousins and cousins also had to have ponytails.

But Grandpa may have been disheartened and has now lazy to stipulate any more.

Thundered!

Thundered!

The earth shook, and the armies of the aliens were near.

Although she knew that all this was just an illusion, and Gong Ling had even experienced it once, she was still so nervous that she was suffocating.

At the forefront of the alien army is a four-armed eight-rank city lord.

He was holding a large tree with three arms, obviously trying to directly crash through the Terran wall.

Behind the city lord are countless hideous alien races.

Buzz!

Buzz!

At this time, the Chief Xuangong in Gong Ling's palm trembled again.

Exactly the same scene.

Grandpa Tai continued to strip the soul of the Xuangong from his chief Xuangong.

The Bapin City Lord was less than 1,000 meters away from the city wall, and the earth trembled more and more.

Gong Ling looked inside the city walls, and he could even see the fear and despair of the Terran warriors.

This time, they will be wiped out.

If the Wet Ghost Tower behind him misses, the interior of the earth will be another life-shattering disaster.

Rumble!

At this time, Gong Yuzhen stepped forward, his pupils flashed with fearless cold light, and then raised the Xuangong high, once again pulling the invisible bowstring.

It's still a raging flame.

It's still like the god of fire descending.

Gong Ling held her breath and concentrated, she could feel that the flame arrow conjured up in Grandpa Tai's palm had locked the Eight Rank City Lord.

The top archers will have an arrow momentum.

As long as you are locked by the arrow, you will not have any eligibility to escape.

Because it's not you who the arrow locks, it's the space near you.

Any direction of your movement has been firmly locked by the arrows, and there is no way to escape.

In the face of such terrifying arrows, you can only resist with defense.

Obviously, the Eight Rank City Lord was a master, and he felt the momentum of Grandpa Tai's arrows.

Gong Ling could see clearly that the city lord's face had changed from the previous hideousness and disdain to dignified.

At this time, the flames on Grandpa Tai's body became stronger and stronger, like a big fireball hanging in mid-air.

Shout!

The arrow of flame broke through the air, and even the void was pierced with a terrifying ripple.

The Eight Rank City Lord did not dodge, let alone flee meaninglessly.

His palm flailed rapidly, and then a defensive shield of qi and blood appeared in front of his chest.

Thundered!

Thundered!

Thundered!

Eventually, the rocket and the shield came into contact.

Suddenly, a terrifying wave of air spread, and the earth seemed to be swept by a hurricane, accompanied by circles of strong wind, and the corpses on the ground were swept into the air, and then they were torn apart.

Click, click, click!

The ground began to collapse, and cracks gradually spread in all directions.

A blazing pillar of light ran straight towards the sky, and because its temperature was too high, the sky within a radius of ten miles began to distort, and the dark clouds in the sky were directly evaporated, and the torrential rain stagnated.

Gong Ling had long forgotten to breathe.

This is the head-on collision of the eight-rank powerhouse.

This arrow star fell, and it was much stronger than the previous Dingtiangang.

Although it was not the first time he had seen this kind of scene, Gong Ling was still shocked to the point of suffocation.

Thundered!

Thundered!

Thundered!

The earth trembled for a few minutes, and finally, it was still Grandpa's stars that fell stronger.

The defensive shield of the eight-rank alien race was finally penetrated and shattered.

Kiss!

In the next breath, the flame arrow was like the claws of a fire dragon, blatantly tearing through the chest of the eighth pin, directly piercing through the big hole.

However, what surprised Gong Ling even more was just happening.

The previous Dingtiangang, after an arrow is over, will ignite a mountain range, thus forming the final lore of Dingtiangang falling from the sky.

And the arrows that fell from the stars did not sink into the mountains.

After penetrating through the eighth rank, the flame arrows exploded like fireworks.

Then, the line of fire that exploded was suddenly towards the low-level martial artist behind the grandmaster...... Pierced away.

Puff puff!

Puff puff!

Suddenly, the sound of the flesh being penetrated exploded intensively, and clusters of tiny blood-colored flowers frantically exploded in the chest of every low-level martial artist.

The Eight-Rank Grandmaster did not die.

He took interracial medicine and was recovering from his injuries.

But the Eight Rank Grandmaster was furious.

Behind him, at least thousands of low-level martial artists were pierced by the exploding arrows.

Gong Ling licked her cracked lips, trembling all over.

That's right.

After this arrow exploded, it penetrated at least 1,000 low-level martial artists.

"What...... This ......"

However, Gong Ling's shock is not over.

I don't know when, those low-level martial artists who were pierced by arrows actually floated one by one.

Right.

It's like their bodies are filled with hydrogen, and although they are not dead, they are struggling, but to no avail.

More than 1,000 four-grade alien races are so densely packed, hanging in the air like dark clouds.

It looks like countless fish hanging from a fishing rod.

The alien race on the ground, there are still six or seven rank grandmasters left, and there are three or two grades densely packed in the rear.

The warriors who floated up only had four grades, all four grades.

The Eight Rank City Lord's mouth spurted blood, his face stiffened, and he felt that things were not simple.

Gong Ling found that this eight-rank city lord seemed to want to escape.

"Stars...... Fall!"

At this time, Gong Ling heard Grandpa Tai's mouth and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Thundered!

Thundered!

Thundered!

In the next blink of an eye, the wet realm was playing out an extremely incredible scene.

Those corpses floating in the sky directly exploded into clouds of blood mist, and then like blood-colored stars, they smashed straight towards the Eighth Rank Grandmaster.

Beaded shells.

On the way down, the blood-colored stars pulled out scarlet horses, and finally converged into a hideous and terrifying blood dragon, roaring the world and destroying the world.

Belch...... Yes......

The Eight Rank City Lord wants to escape.

But where does he still have a chance?

In the face of this blood dragon that died together, no grandmaster had a chance to survive.

He kept howling, but his flesh and blood were blown up, and only Bai Sensen's bones were left behind.

When the more than 1,000 blood-colored stars were all blown up, the dignified Eight-Rank City Lord was already lying on the ground, and only some remaining bones remained.

The state of death, and its misery.

And the menacing alien army fled in embarrassment.

They had been frightened by Grandpa's starfall.

Gong Ling turned his head.

Grandpa Tai carried the Xuangong and slowly returned to the city wall, under the blood-colored sun, Grandpa Tai's hair fluttered, welcoming the cheers of the warriors of Shenzhou.

Although Gong Ling was shocked, she didn't dare to waste time, and hurriedly jumped under the city wall and went to the bones to feel the arrow.

"Grandpa, I will definitely break through to the Grandmaster as soon as possible, and I will definitely shoot the stars and fall ...... Definitely!"

The resolute light of Gong Ling's pupils flickered.

This is the mission of the Gong family.

This is the glory of the chief arrow god.

......

Meanwhile.

Su Yue had already gone down to the spirit pool again in the early morning.

Today, he decided to completely cultivate the imprint of the middle pressure position to the point of integration.

In the state of the Yang Xiang Clan, Su Yue believed that his speed would be very fast.

Before entering, Su Yue had already warned everyone not to come in, and he especially reminded others that he might go crazy and kill people.

The crowd said no one wanted to go in.

The administrator promised that no one would be allowed to go in and disturb Su Yue.

But Su Yue had to agree, not to take risks, let alone to die.

After all, this is not just a matter of the Soviet Union and Vietnam alone, it is related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

Bao Dachang was even begging Su Yue not to look for death.

After Su Yue reassured him, he returned to the familiar spirit pool.

"It seems that we have to find a big dog to get some pills on credit. ”

Before you know it, the hour is over.

Su Yue's hedging times exceeded 2000.

Of course, the medicine he borrowed from Du Jingshu has also been exhausted.

This time when they came out of the spirit pool, everyone was relieved.

Obviously, Su Yue was in a good state and did not die to cultivate the Sect Master Chain.

Bao Dachang let out a long breath.

This hour, that's a terrible torment.

Su Yue cultivated with the Yang Xiang Clan's physical body, and others couldn't see anything at all.

Before going down to the spirit pool for the second time, Su Yue licked his face and went to Du Jingshu to borrow money.

This time, he changed his tricks and boasted, and finally praised this vain rich second generation.

Su Yue took the medicine and returned to the spirit pool again.

His parcel of animal selection contained some tough kraft paper, and pens cast from pig iron.

In the spirit pool, ordinary plastic pens can be easily crushed.

Only thick, tough kraft paper and pens can remain intact.

Yang Xiang clan state hedging, as comfortable as massage, Su Yue had nothing to do, and planned to combine Wang Lufeng's situation with each of them to formulate a one-on-one post-pressure strategy.

Idle is idle anyway.

I have to save all my time, and leave the battle method for Wang Lufeng and them to cultivate.

After all, you can only go out for a month, and you have to go to the wet realm to do things quickly.

......

Outside the Spirit Pool.

There are obviously a lot fewer onlookers today than yesterday.

Liao Ping and Fang Jingmiao were in the distance.

"Liao Ping, this shameless thing, has already been used, and he is not afraid that Jiang Yuanguo's official mansion will avoid him. ”

Wang Lufeng and a few people observed from a distance.

"Liao Ping is a peerless master second only to Su Yue, an outstanding student of Beiwu, and Jiang Yuanguo can't wait for many strong horses. ”

Du Jingshu had just been fooled by Su Yue with a sum of pills, and now he was distressed.

"Brother Du, I want to take the liberty to consult you about something!"

Suddenly, Tian Hongwei said with some embarrassment.

"Ah...... What's the matter?"

Du Jingshu was stunned.

"What kind of industry do you do in your family?"

Tian Hongwei asked cautiously.

That's too generous.

Just now, Su Yue borrowed fifty or sixty thousand credits of pills from Du Jingshu.

It's like a walking elixir storehouse.

Wang Lufeng's ears also moved, staring at Du Jingshu.

It's a big dog.

"Well, in fact, it's nothing, it's just that my ancestors are lucky, my family has three mines, and it seems that they can produce some elixir additives, so the Du family can buy pills at a little discount.

"I'm also very poor, it's Su Yue who is ruthless. ”

Du Jingshu explained modestly.

Alas!

To outsiders, I am a rich second generation without worries, but in fact?

I am indeed a rich second generation, and I live a carefree life, and Su Yue's grandson has to come and beg him.

"Damn, it turns out that there is a mine at home, no wonder. ”

Wang Lufeng secretly sighed.

There are also grandmasters in my family, but compared to Du Jingshu, it is shabby and pitiful.

"Brother Du, can you lend me some credits?

"I can't pay off the loan of the martial arts network, and the late fees and interest are overwhelming. ”

Tian Hongwei wanted to cry without tears.

In order to defeat Wang Lufeng, he took out unbridled loans to buy medicine, so much so that he was in debt.

Originally, it was planned to wait for the end of the foreign mission and repay part of the money first.

Hateful, interest fiercer than a tiger.

I finally caught a local tyrant, and I must ask for help.

A talented martial artist like himself is not as happy as the local tyrant after all.

Behind the scenery of the ring is the vicissitudes of the loan.

"Borrowing money?

"Yes. ”

Du Jingshu nodded very happily.

"Thank you, thank you, Brother Du, first come 100,000 credits for emergencies. ”

Tian Hongwei grasped the life-saving straw.

"I'm going to borrow money too. ”

Wang Lufeng also stepped forward to join in the fun.

Although my father is a grandmaster, he is a beggar compared to the coercion who has a mine at home.

In these years, which warrior's account still doesn't owe some interest on the loan.

It's all tears.

"Let's wear women's clothes.

"If you ask me to borrow money, you have to pretend to be a pseudo-girl, and you have to be a very soft one.

"By the way, I suggest you wear Pinru's clothes. ”

Du Jingshu stuck his waist.

Do you have times when you are poor?

The cow broke me.

"Du Jingshu, you are too much. ”

Wang Lufeng was furious.

He's not exhausted yet, so he still has some dignity.

"Wang Lufeng, I'm a little thirsty, buy a Coke. ”

Du Jingshu said calmly.

"How dare you let labor and management run errands? Why do you add ice or not?"

Wang Lufeng stood up.

"Room temperature. ”

Hearing this, Wang Lufeng ran away.

"Can you not wear Pinru's clothes, I think it's too sassy, I can't control it. ”

Tian Hongwei thought about the interest in the loan and swallowed tears of humiliation.

Sou!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Lufeng ran back with a Coke, just like flying.

"Da Lang, come and drink medicine!"

Wang Lufeng cursed in his heart, and opened the can intimately.

......

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