The ultimate ideal of the 370 Forward Battalion

Well, a second ago, Qiao Le was still sighing happily, feeling that people owe.

But in the next second, she understood that the non-chieftain came out to mix, and she always had to pay it back.

Because Jun Yan is going to compete in the ring, what should she do?

At present, she has ordered a lot of leeks, and these leeks are full of vitality, which will definitely allow her to get out of Europe and return to freedom in an instant.

But the problem is that these leeks have to compete with Jun Yan one by one.

In other words, it takes a process for them to complete all their chances.

At least Qiao Le had a hunch that she was too dark this time, and it was impossible for her to come back in vain without a green fire of twenty or thirty people.

Don't put it bluntly, it's good to be able to take the thunder away.

Ten Dao, black pressing.

Without Jun Yan, she would definitely die violently......

Seeing that Jun Yan was about to get up and step down, Qiao Le was beating the drum in her heart, she wanted to say that she also wanted to follow Jun Yan.

But right now, she and Jun Yan are not the only two people.

She Qiao Le is thick-skinned, but in this public, what if these people misunderstand and think that kind of relationship between herself and Jun Yan is?

On one side is life, and on the other side is name.

At this moment, Qiao Le was simply riding a tiger.

However, she was still entangled, but Jun Yan did it first.

Raising his hand to clasp her slender wrist, the young man pulled her and walked off the high platform. After about half a burnt incense, Qiao Le stood in the ring with a confused face.

Qiao Le: "I, I'm here, is it really okay?" ”

Then she looked at Jun Yan and turned around, and glanced at the high platform with a complicated gaze, which was waving to them.

This person is smiling, that's called a brilliant one.

And it wasn't until the comprehensive announcement of today's rules of guarding that Qiao Le understood what a real netherworld thing was.

Because this person actually stipulated that Jun Yan not only had to guard the ring, but also bring her oil bottle to have a nominal two-to-ten.

To put it bluntly, it is to send ten people to beat Jun Yan alone.

Jun Yan not only had to deal with those ten people, but also had to protect her.

Don't ask how this rule came out, it's just that thoughtful thing in the underworld, and the pen was changed on the spot.

And Qiao Le only now knows that the person who is really responsible for training in this forward battalion is actually not Jun Yan, but this squinting and thoughtful.

This person not only has a clear brain circuit, but also is extremely shameless.

The ghost ideas in the stomach are one set after another.

For example, he said to himself at the moment that the reason why he set this set of rules was to give everyone a chance, and also to give himself a chance.

An opportunity to do what?

Zhou Quan: "Everyone, do you remember our ultimate ideal? ”

Soldiers: "Remember! ”

Zhou Quan: "What is our goal?" ”

The soldiers: "I can't get up if I beat the young marshal!" ”

Qiao Le: "......"

Yes, the soldiers who have been killed by the young marshal for many years have once again remembered their running in the sunset today, which is their dying youth.

In the past, a group of people squatted on the young marshal alone, and he could always flexibly dodge and chase them in turn.

But it's different now!

With the fairy sister of our county lord, can he still hide by himself?

That's absolutely not possible!

This time, they must beat the young marshal to the point where he can't get up.

Here, looking at Jun Yan who was silent on the side, Qiao Le finally couldn't help the doubts in his heart.

Qiao Le: "Jun Yan, what did you do to them?" ”

Jun Yan: "......"

At this moment, Jun Yan really wanted to tell Qiao Le that it was really not his fault that he was handsome and powerful.