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Ice thought that Murong had not heard what she was going to say, so she repeated again: "Teacher Murong, Wang Yue lost!" ”

"Ice, what do you want to hear from me?" Murong was a little smiling before, but now he was finally a little serious, but the charm in his voice was difficult to completely eliminate, and he said.

"Me!" was asked by Murong Affection, all the words that Ice wanted to say choked in her throat and couldn't spit it out, she couldn't directly say Teacher Murong Qing, you lost the bet, do you have anything to say?

"Ice, you remember, Murong is not a god, she is just a very ordinary woman, if she is not ordinary, it must be that she is not afraid of losing." Murong spoke clearly, as if he wanted to keep these words in Ice's mind forever.

"Teacher, did you lose?" The words that have been suppressed for a long time are finally uncontrollable and are not spit out by the brain.

After blurting out, she regretted the straightforwardness of her sentences, and no one must be willing to admit that she lost, but after asking, she was relieved.

Without saying a word, he pricked up his ears, expecting Murong to answer positively rather than sideways.

Murong smiled heartily and asked rhetorically, "Is he dead?" ”

"No, no!" Ice was a little anxious, she couldn't figure out what Murong meant by this sudden sentence, Wang Yue just lost the game, and it was not a life and death battle, of course he lived well.

"Oh, hang up the phone." didn't give Ice a chance to say a few more words, Murong hung up the phone directly.

Ice held the phone tightly in her little hand, because she was too hard, causing her little hand to turn slightly white, and she still couldn't figure it out.

On a verdant hillside.

A thin figure lay on the tender green grass, looking at the blue sky above his head with confused eyes, and his right hand on the ground at random was dyed red with a small piece of grass, seeping into the soil little by little.

He opened his eyelids wide to prevent them from closing, and when he did, he would have the image of a dark muzzle pointed at his heart.

He lost, and from the moment his brother pointed a gun at him, he had lost completely.

If you want to lose the game with a saber, just say it, why use this way of betrayal, even if you joined from the beginning to lie to me, then why don't you keep lying until I die.

Xue Bing, if you were here, what would you say to me at this time?

Jianli, if you were here, what would you say to me at this time?

Wang Yue chewed a piece of grass, and the bitter taste spread to the internal organs, and the bitterness at the corners of his mouth seemed to become stronger.

A fluttering butterfly flew towards Wang Yue, it just landed on Wang Yue, and a piercing sound startled it far away.

Wang Yue took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and as soon as his fingers touched the text, a charming voice rang out breathtakingly: "Someone told me that someone seems to have lost the game!" ”

"yes, it's more than that!" From the first word, he could hear that the numb voice came from Murong Affection.

Murong on the other end of the phone couldn't stop laughing, as if he had heard such a funny joke, and his unbridled laughter was extremely inconsistent with his cold appearance.

But this is precisely Murong love, sometimes charming, sometimes charming, sometimes playful, sometimes childish, a banshee who no one can see through her true face.

Murong smiled a little bitterly, and only stopped after a while, teasing: "It's so stupid, I wanted to bring you a gift when I went back, but now, I don't bring it!" ”

Wang Yue remembered someone in Murong's mouth, and asked out loud, "What did Ice tell you?" ”

Murong poured out his affection and did not answer Wang Yue directly, but asked rhetorically: "What is the explanation?" ”

"Ice is very smart, but it's a pity that she has been living in your shadow, why should she compare with you, is the height of Murong affection very high?"

"Little pet, the old lady wears high heels, half a head taller than you!" For this point, Murong who has a devil's body said without modesty.

Wang Yue shook his head and smiled bitterly, she knew that he was not referring to this, but, for some reason, chatting with this woman whose IQ can be called a demon would make him feel much better, which may be the reason why God created women.

Wang Yue, who was despised for his height, wrinkled his nose, a wicked smile pursed at the corner of his lips, and said, "No matter how tall a woman is, she will still be pressed under a man!" ”

"Do you dare to press?" The flirtatious and seductive voice sounded slowly, and she was like a poppy with a deadly aroma, tempting Wang Yue to go and pick it.

Wang Yue frowned and nosed, he seemed to smell this charming but deadly smell through the voice transmission port of the mobile phone, and slowly spoke, "It's too dangerous!" ”

The poppy is fragrant but also deadly, stretching out your hand may be able to pick, but it is also very likely to be pierced by the hidden spikes and your hands are full of blood, although you can't pick it if you don't make a move, at least you won't be injured, Wang Yue likes to do the latter.

"Useless little pet, but ......" Murong paused affectionately, and then continued: "However, you seem to be in a good mood." ”

"You've analyzed this since I answered your call." If he's still in a low mood, will he answer the phone?

"I'm curious, what other chips do you have."

"You, if I lose you to him, he won't kill me."

Murong laughed affectionately, but the laughter made Wang Yue's bones a little numb, and then he heard Murong say affectionately: "Okay, you lose one and try it!" ”

Wang Yue was choked suddenly.

"Well, it's time for beauty sleep, the old lady is going to sleep for beauty sleep, little pet, bye~"

Wang Yue didn't mean to continue talking, so he hung up the phone, threw the phone aside casually, pillowed his head with his arms, and looked at the blue sky.

Buddha, how do I choose, to hate, to hate, to hate, to pain, or not to pain?

The Buddha said, let go.

Wang Yue, who had tried many times to comprehend the meaning of sniping, finally felt the existence of the intention of sniping at this moment, because he had already known how to let go.

Wang Yue knew the rules of the tournament well, and he naturally knew that there would be a duel three weeks later, and that duel was the one that really involved the survival of the saber.

Wang Yue quietly clenched his fists, now, he has comprehended the ethereal sniper meaning of the Buddha Jump Sniper, as long as he uses the next three weeks to integrate the sniper intention into the sniper technique, when the time comes, he will perform the real Buddha Jump Sniper, and he will be invincible at that time.

Although three weeks is short, it is enough for Wang Yue to take a hard fight, the key to victory or defeat depends on whether Wang Yue can perfectly integrate the meaning of sniping and the Buddha jumping sniper form.