The girl's embarrassed expression was reflected in her eyes, and Jun Yan's voice was very low, but it was extraordinarily gentle.

He seemed to be talking to Qiao Le, and it was like, he was talking to himself.

And he didn't expect that just like Qiao Le's sentence of waiting for the sky blue and waiting for the rain and I was waiting for you, his casual sentence was like a magic spell, filling Qiao Le's mind.

almost didn't make Qiao Le, who was already beating fast, overturned on the spot.

Yes, if it weren't for the fact that Zhou Quan came up to report that the three battalions of warriors were ready, and the first three-battalion competition could be launched.

She may really burn her face.

It's a shame, it's a shame......

Sitting silently on the chair, Qiao Le took the pastry a little angrily and stuffed it into his mouth vigorously.

It's not that she's angry with Jun Yan, it's herself who is angry.

Because she is too unproductive, she actually wants to be a vicious female partner.

Knowing that the vicious female partner will not die well, it will definitely not come back.

Little Fei Chief, are you sober!!

Fortunately, Jun Yan didn't have time to care about her at this moment, because he still had to see what progress he had made in this forward battalion training for a month. If you slack off because you return to Kyoto, what is the Forward Battalion?

But when he saw Qiao Le eating pastries, he thought that this girl was hungry.

So, Qiao Le saw that the table in front of him was full of pastries.

And it's all peony flowers......

Well, in the mode of raising pigs, more than a dozen plates were served.

So did I say I like it the most, and I just eat it and don't eat anything else?

Don't say it, Jun Yan really thinks it is.

After all, his Hassan likes to eat meat, so he has always only eaten meat.

It's easy to raise!

Therefore, Jun Yan finally single-handedly pulled away all the self-hatred in Qiao Le's heart.

Exciting?

Fake, all fake!

She is absolutely blind, so she will be tempted by Jun Yan......

Putting down the pastry, she finally chose to look at the competition below, wanting to see what kind of competition this forward battalion in Beiguan was in.

And then what did she see?

To tell the truth, she saw a crowd fight.

That's right, it's hundreds of people fighting in groups.

is obviously a warrior of three battalions, but now they are all together, regardless of you and me.

There are those who throw sand, pick up stones, and there are a few people who can't win the fight.

To be honest, this scene made Qiao Le's whole person look bad.

Striker battalion?

The sharp knife battalion that stabbed the enemy in the chest and terrified the Northern Barbarian army?

That's it?

At this moment, Qiao Le silently typed four big words in her mind - hooligan fight.

And look at their Yin people's methods, it is called a fast and sophisticated, all in one go.

At first glance, it is an old rascal......

Qiao Le: "Jun Yan, is your forward battalion really strong?" ”

Hearing this, Jun Yan thought about it rarely, and then said:

"It's not necessarily strong, but on the battlefield, as long as you can make the enemy quickly attrition, no matter what way, it is commendable. Because it is better for the other party to die than to die for yourself. Isn't it? ”

Jun Yan's rhetorical question made Qiao Le suddenly realize.

yes, it doesn't matter how hooligan and outrageous these people are. As long as they can win on the battlefield, they are all iron-blooded and admired.

Because they are not doing this for themselves, but for the sake of the countless people behind them.

Qiao Le: "By the way, then do they yin you?" ”

Jun Yan: "......"

I saw the squinting eyes on the side and said with a smile:

"Yin, we are all a group of people, squatting on him alone."