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This scene has to make many young men in Huaichun resentful, and they kept roaring in their hearts: "It's unfair, this guy is as thin as a vine, looks like a thief, speaks like a rough man, does things like a bandit, behaves like a thug, and is so poor that only a rich famous teacher is left as a backer!" Why can you go around provoking such a bewitching and charming girl! The family behind me can wipe him out with one finger, and I have a sky full of petals withering for me with one look, why can't she just look at us! Hate! ”

The hero sits on Red Ling's Tempest Horse. Like the Children of the Storm roaring in the air towards the earth, the Storm Rider quickly flew back to the north of the Academy.

Uncle Turtle stretched out his head from Xue Man's pocket, looked up at the hero sitting behind Hong Ling, and then looked at those resentful eyes with thief eyes, and hummed and said, "Sao Nian, this is the difference between Sao Nian and Uncle." The girl must have an uncle's heart, and when the love with the sister is strong, you have to have an eighteen-year-old body, you only have an eighteen-year-old body, how can you keep the girl's heart in the primitive era? No girl likes a primitive animal with only the impulse to reproduce in the lower body. ”

Uncle Turtle had no idea that there was another person in this world who could understand what he was saying, and Xue Man looked at the turtle in his pocket with strange eyes. Uncle Turtle was temporarily kicked over by the hero and asked him to protect Sheman.

It was six o'clock in the evening, and the sky was only covered by the sun, and the afterglow was obscured by the mountains.

Lu Ke glanced at the storm warrior that was slowly descending in the air. He said, "Brothers, go and meet our heroes." ”

Her buddies glanced at the hero with disdain. said unhappily: "It's just a barbarian who can only kill people, and I'm not interested." ”

said. The buddy said to the other brothers, "Let's go, go to Starbus Island, and invite you to have a good meal." ”

Lu Ke's other buddies shrugged their shoulders and left.

When the dust settled, most of the students with some background behind them dispersed, and none of them were interested in meeting this person they didn't want to recognize.

Those ordinary students didn't know that it was the hero who shot last, because he hid on the roof of a certain school building two miles away and put a black gun, and these ordinary students couldn't find him.

The students on duty in the inner courtyard have dismissed these ordinary students, and there are only thirty or so people left in the north district.

As soon as the hero descended from the ground, his brother came up to him.

Teasing each other. Zi Haocai said: "This operation was originally arranged, but I didn't expect those people to suddenly intervene. Thankfully, the worst didn't happen. Thank you very much. ”

The hero smiled and said, "You have to thank my teammate Le'er, otherwise I wouldn't be able to mess with that big guy." ”

Zihao felt that there were some things that needed to remind this junior disciple, so he said with a divine thought: "Those nails that have been pulled up, there are one or two descendants of the family behind them who are studying in the outer courtyard of our academy, and these descendants of the ancient clan do not take our academy in their eyes at all, and regard the outer courtyard as a back garden. These sons didn't get involved, and we're embarrassed to drive people out, so you have to be careful in the future. If necessary. I'll ask my father to find a way to get you to the inner court. ”

After hearing this, the hero patted Zihao on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, brother, I admit your love." ”

"Brother?" Zihao was stunned for a moment.

Right now. Several remnants swept into the North Sector and came to a halt not far away. The hero glanced at Zihao suspiciously, and then stared at the group of people with full vigilance. Zihao sorted out his memories. Finally remembered who this group of people was, and said in the hero's ear: "They are all our seniors." It's a teammate of Senior Sister Hongling. ”

"Hongling? Isn't he a duty student sent out by the Inner Court? The hero looked at Hong Ling's back suspiciously.

The Storm Rider slowly drove to a halt in front of the group. The hero couldn't help but move his index finger when he watched the girl's snake waist twist to meet it. said secretly: "This girl has a good figure, let her have a water snake around her waist, and Lao Tzu has to fall on her belly." But this kind of girl is too wild, and it is not something that ordinary little children can tame and be satisfied. ”

Hong Ling walked and naturally twisted her waist branches, and the waist-high waterfall danced in the air.

After the hero sorted out his thoughts, all distractions disappeared. Zi Hao, who was standing next to him, glanced at the hero suspiciously, he always felt that the hero seemed to have suddenly changed into another person, just like a bomb that was exploding, and the destructive power of the explosion suddenly shrank back a little, and finally this point disappeared out of thin air.

The teammate re-sewed, which made Hong Ling unable to hold back her excitement, and gave her captain a big hug, and then said, "The storm is back." ”

Sister Xiaoya also walked up and said solemnly: "Bean sprouts are back to the team." ”

Subsequently, Xiao Ya and Hong Ling both appeared in black flame robes. The hero knows this cannon, it is the Black Flame Battle Robe of the Black Flame Clan, the Eighth Reserve Team of the Inner Court.

The hero was stunned, he now knew that his junior sister Xiaoya was a member of the 'Black Flame Team'.

Xiao Ya looked at the hero's stunned eyes, and stuck out her little tongue at the hero proudly. Xiao Ya's playful appearance made the captain with long hair covering half of his face suddenly happy, and in front of this little girl, all negative emotions were swept away.

What shocked the hero even more was that Hong Ling was still the vice captain of the Black Flame team.

After talking a few words with her teammates, Hong Ling told her captain the whole story. The Black Flame Squad is the strongest backup for this net collection operation, and it will not be dispatched unless it is a last resort.

The captain of the Black Flame team glanced at the hero curiously, and the hero also looked at this guy with half of his face unsightly, intentionally or unintentionally, after the four eyes met, the two of them nodded their heads, and they both saw something up to each other, and couldn't help but be surprised: This is a ruthless person who kills decisively!

To say that the biggest difference between the two people is that the hero's strength realm is much weaker than that of the captain of the Black Flame team.

And no one has experienced the hardships of life and death less than others. Some things are embedded in the bones with the experience, and they only resonate when people who share the same traits with each other meet.

The hero introduced himself: I am a hero, and I will give me more advice in the future.

Captain Black Flame was stunned for a few breaths before he came back to his senses, and after glancing at the hero with a strange look, he reached out and shook his hand, and said, "Meng Nan." Captain of the Black Flame Team, the eighth reserve team of Tianzhen Academy. We will definitely have the opportunity to cooperate in the future. ”

"Macho?" The hero was also stunned for a while before coming back to his senses.

Afterwards, the captain of the Black Flame Clan sent a message to Hong Ling's heart: "We all underestimated the determination of those people, but I didn't expect that the people of Tianji Academy would dare to attack the outer courtyard students of our academy and use genetic face to sneak in. If it weren't for the information from the Quartet Guardian, and without the cooperation of this guy, this time would have been a big disaster. The big backers behind those big academies will not take us small academies seriously, and the people in our outer courtyard will die in vain if they die. (To be continued......)