Jun Chen thought about it, and finally decided to get up first and take a closer look at what was going on.

Because he wants to live but doesn't want to live, and if you have to ask him whether he wants to live or not, then he probably can't give you an accurate answer.

After all, the life and death of people can never be solved with one answer.

He had thought that he would surely die. But he doesn't have to die all of a sudden, he's also very entangled.

And when Junchen was entangled, all the leeks, no, all the soldiers who had a chance, had already been picked out by Qiao Le.

Looking at it, the number of people this time was even more than last time, and it was evenly distributed among Jun Yan, Lu Jing, Long Qi, Zhou Quan, and the other two generals.

Among them, the soldiers related to Jun Yan have the best luck.

It's just that compared to the three red fires last time, this time it is much colder, except for one red, the others are green.

But this one is already the best in the game.

Because the soldiers under the other people's hands are basically all green fire, and they are all light green. Well, it's basically all said, which means that there are still no.

What color is not?

You guessed it right, white.

Who has the most subordinates, Lu Jing!

Looking at Lu Jing, who was gearing up, holding his own Liquan gun, and was ready to sweep away thousands of troops at any time, Qiao Le was silent.

Looking at your big stance, I thought you were a king. Fortunately, you are a bronze with a white fire in front of you, not even green.

Really, not even green.

It is said that if you want to live a decent life, you must always have a little green on your head.

You're good, all white.

Okay, this mosquito leg is also a leg.

The war drums beat, and the pre-battle competition officially began.

Compared with Jun Yan's previous one-on-one sixty, the process of this competition is much faster. And correspondingly, it is naturally Qiao Le's luck that quickly recovered.

I don't know if it's because the overall quality of luck has declined, or because her eyebrows have upgraded, the feedback speed this time is indeed much faster than last time.

No, just over half of the competition, she was already five meters away from Jun Yan.

Don't ask, it's in vain for her to ask.

Although she had only taken two steps, she fell into the mud, but she was not worried about her life, but her knee hurt a little.

Hey, silently returning to safety, she really wasn't cowardly, she just didn't want to waste the luck she had so hard accumulated. Really, after all, it didn't come easily.

On the stage, Jun Yan, who saw this scene, couldn't cry or laugh.

But I have to say, he's quite happy.

God knows what kind of expression Qiao Le would have if he could hear his heart at this moment.

Probably, this is the dog man.

An hour later, the pre-battle contest was over.

Holding the mirror, Qiao Le couldn't help but sigh. Because with the completion of a large wave of leeks, her eyebrows turned green, and there were some white spots in this green, and the green was extremely uneven.

What does this mean?

It shows that her life is unbearable, not to mention her golden fire road, there is a long way to go, and there is no time to go.

Hey, although the final result was not good, Qiao Le was lost for a few seconds. Because nothing can be done overnight, and the European Emperor is not good, let alone the right and wrong chief?

So she and Jun Yan summed it up, this place can't be one, then let's go to a few more places.

In the dark, Jun Chen stayed silently for a morning.

But if you want to ask him what he has gained, he can only tell him that he feels that he has been standing for too long, and his back hurts......

Hiss, no, no, waist, waist twisted to ......