The sergeants looked at the things carried by the eight sergeants solemnly, and their faces were serious and meticulous, this was the natal magic weapon of Xue Zhi, the former commander of Cangyun. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The long knife was tucked into the sheath, the cold light flowed on the hilt, and I didn't know how much enemy blood I had drunk, and an astonishing murderous aura came to my face, this was a bloodthirsty blade that had been on the battlefield for a long time.

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, the shield was slowly standing on the ground, and on the dark shield surface, dark red streamers shuttled, and the shield depicted the stretching Cangyun Dragon City, as if telling the original glory.

A sword and a shield stood quietly on the ground, and all the soldiers bowed down one after another, which was a symbol of the clouds.

After a long time, the atmosphere fell into a deep depression, everyone stopped talking, and their eyes fell on Xiao Wuwu.

The seedlings of the primeval divine tree, the golden lotus of the Buddha's wrath, the feather bow, the blood knife and the cloud city shield are treasures that can set off a bloody storm even if they are placed in the imperial city.

Worry-free felt the depth of the atmosphere, and it was also very entangled in his heart, touching this, touching that, and being entangled for a while, squatting on the ground and rubbing his hairless head.

Everyone was amused and laughed, and the originally deep atmosphere was suddenly broken by the carefree nature of the children.

Chu Sanpang is more entangled than Wuwu at this time, which one is better, but he still hopes that Wuwu can choose the Buddha Anger Golden Lotus to come to his side.

The smiles of everyone were suddenly stunned by Wu Wu's next action.

Carefree got up and patted the dust on his buttocks, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and walked towards the Ancient Divine Tree, his chubby little finger biting through his mouth, and a drop of red blood flowed out on the Ancient Divine Tree.

The dead sapling emitted a faint streamer, flew to the carefree chest, melted into the heart position, felt the withered tree in the heart field exude a faint light to moisten the body, and nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Yimei's cold face had a touch of smugness.

"If it were me, I would probably choose the Ancient Divine Tree as well."

Everyone in the audience muttered, and Chu Sanfat's originally tangled heart was also relieved at this moment.

The whole body seemed to be as carefree as sublimation, and he didn't stop, and staggered towards the Buddha's anger golden lotus.

The bitten little finger had not yet healed, and the little face of the puff puff was slightly squeezed in distress, and the blood dripped on the Buddha's angry golden lotus.

With a rich golden glow, the Buddha's angry golden lotus flew to the worry-free forehead, blending into the sea of knowledge, and there was an extra trace of lotus on the pink forehead.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and Chu Sanpang pinched the thin man's thigh happily.

Wang Bukong smiled indifferently and did not make a sound.

A pair of big eyes looked at the commanders, but no one stopped them, and quickly grabbed towards the Surprise Feather Bow.

Looking at the carefree pink little face flushed, the fat hand was still pulling the bowstring, and the slender hand that Qu Shuai wanted to stop quietly stretched back.

"Whoa—"

A spiritual arrow rushed into the sky, flew far away, and then slowly dissipated.

All the sergeants gasped one after another, I wipe, this kid is against the sky.

"In front of Chongbao, the child can also burst out with such power, it's really amazing!"

Shen Tuyuan's cold face was also a little admired.

Looking at the carefree pink little arm dragging the feather bow on the ground, Song Senxue suddenly felt a little confident, he could pull the feather bow, this son was born with divine power.

"Don't worry, if you can take one of these two things, it's all yours!"

Song Senxue followed the good path.

"Amitabha, the weight of the Cloud City Shield is about the same as that of the Blood Knife. Commander Song was still holding on to hope. ”

Wang Bu said.

"Hmph, if you can pull the feather bow, you may not be able to pick up the blood knife."

Song Senxue snorted coldly.

Wang Bukong glanced at Song Senxue and stopped talking.

Carefree eyes looked at the blood knife in front of him, and his tender little arm slapped the scabbard vigorously.

Chu Sanpang looked at Wu Wu nervously, his hands were clenched tightly, and he couldn't wait to go up by himself.

"Whew, babble!"

The pink little face was covered with dense beads of sweat, and the little arms held the scabbard tightly.

Yan Yimei stared at Wu Wu tightly, and said softly: I can't pick it up, I'll take it when I grow up, don't get tired.

Suddenly, a streamer flashed on the blade, and Xiao Wuwu sat on the ground in fright.

Everyone's hearts suddenly tightened, they were still too young.

After a while, he stood up again, patted his buttocks, and continued to pull up with a hum.

Everyone looked at the worry-free who did not admit defeat, and their hearts were also happy.

The small hand that held the blade of the knife tightly, and the excessive force had turned from pink to blue, and the big eyes were staring at the immovable Cangxue knife.

The little finger that had been bitten off flowed a little scarlet and trickled down the sword.

Everyone looked at the Blood Knife that was still untouched, and gradually lost confidence.

Only Chu Sanpang still clenched his palms and stared at the worry-free who was still insisting, come on.

After a while, the tired arm was sore and ready to give up, and the Cangxue knife seemed to become lighter, shaking with the pink little arm.

The eyes of several commanders were like electricity, and they instantly noticed that the blood knife that was not moving shook at all, and with the force of worry-free, the blood knife was slowly withdrawn.

The sergeants also rubbed their eyes, and their mouths were wide open enough to fit an egg, and I went, hell.

"I seem to see the Blood Knife move."

"Me too!"

Listening to everyone's discussions, the thin man rubbed his eyes vigorously and stared at him without blinking.

"Babble!"

"Hum—"

With Xiao Wuwu's immature drink, the Cangxue Knife suddenly pulled out a small section.

Qu Shuai's figure appeared instantly, holding the crumbling Blood Knife.

A touch of light on the blade melted into the carefree and immature arm, and the sea was filled with more information.

"Laugh... Night... Small"

With the milky pronunciation of Carefree Milk, the Blood Knife and the Cloud City Shield slowly became smaller until Carefree Little Hand could take it down.

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially Wang Bukong's round eyes.

"Unbelievable! Not only pulled it out, but also confessed the Lord! ”

Song Sen looked at the shrunken Blood Knife with his hair open.

In addition to Qu Shuai, the four commanders and the sergeants glanced at each other, bowed down at the same time, and shouted: See Xiao Gongzi.

Suddenly drinking, frightened, and hugged Qu Shuai's calves tightly.

Qu Shuai gently hugged the carefree in his arms: From now on, you have to cultivate hard, and it is your responsibility to defend Cangyun.

Chu San's fat round face was covered with tears, and the thin man gently pounded him with his arm, and wondered: What's wrong with you? Why are you still crying?

"You know a hammer, my old Chu family finally has a successor!" Chu Sanpang said excitedly, not controlling his voice.

Hearing this, Qu Shuai frowned slightly, and the faces of the four commanders were not very good-looking.

"Amitabha, his subordinates are also happy for the little son, and they are at a loss for a while, and they say the wrong thing, don't be surprised."

Wang Bukong stood up and played a round game.

Qu Shuai didn't care about this little episode, waved his hand and said: Since you have taken the things of the four commanders without worry, you will be trained by the women's guard camp on Monday in the future, and so on, you can have any objections.

"Yes."

The four commanders looked at each other and said in unison.

Yan Yimei took a step forward and said softly: Qu Shuai, worry-free and young, will it be too strict.

"Those who can work hard, since they have chosen, they must have the consciousness of responsibility."

Qu Shuai looked at Yan Yimei in front of him, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, and continued: "The commanders have begun to prepare for the recruitment ceremony, and the others are responsible for maintaining order.

"Yes!"

The sergeants dispersed.

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