"I'll go, this kid is too good!" Song Ayaluo reacted at this time.

"A is A, double A is long enough." Sun Shengli couldn't help but laugh.

"Say ......" Sun Shengli suddenly smiled.

Yu Dinghai and Song Ayaluo looked around at the same time, alert.

"It's time to start."

waited until the two nodded, Sun Shengli confided in his voice, a kind of sorrow, and a little dazed. This is very difficult to see in an elder of the twelve halls.

"I really don't know if I should show this group of kids."

"You're old." Yu Dinghai smoked again.

"Of course I'm old, and no one can live forever." The folds on Sun Shengli's face were piled together.

"That fight is enough to prove that this kind of thing can be good for newcomers. And this time, it's even rarer. ”

"But the crux of the matter is...... Before the war began, none of us knew how many enemies there would be and how powerful they would be. ”

"When the sky falls, there are kings watching, and when the kings die, there will still be senators...... Coming down after that is what you have to worry about. Yu Dinghai sneered and repeated, "You are really old......

"Hey, you're like when I was younger." Sun Shengli disagreed.

"What were you like when you were younger?" Song Ayaluo said.

"That's me! Stinky rascals! Yu Dinghai teased.

"Looks like you're pretty clear about yourself."

"Do you want to know what I did in the woods after you fell unconscious?" Yu Dinghai smiled with a limp, which made Song Ayaluo instantly explode.

"Really, I'll kill you someday!" Song Ayaluo said viciously, but never moved.

"Looks like you know pretty much about yourself." Yu Dinghai still didn't think so, turned back to Sun Shengli, and said, "Anyway, a certain king will also come in person, right?" ”

"Possibly, it could be some old immortal."

"Really, my expectations for the old immortals are higher than those of the kings."

Yu Dinghai looked excited, even though he had been in the Twelve Halls for many years, he had never seen a member of the Senate enter the battlefield.

"But it could also be a special operations specialist." Sun Shengli poured cold water.

"Anyway...... This battle is not easy to fight. ”

……

"Okay, okay, let's go to bed." Qi Wenchao roared all over the mountain, like a shepherd, and was about to drive the sheep back to the nest after a day's grazing.

It's just that this flock of sheep can understand human speech, but they can't understand it.

"Stinky boy, don't you want to be beaten!" Qi Wenchao said, kicked the newcomer's buttocks, and took the two in front of him, and fell into the rest area divided into the red bricks.

They're going to rest here for the rest of the day and let these black-and-white newcomers get a good night's sleep. Of course, the most important thing is that the information statistics of the Mao Rabbit Hall take a certain amount of time.

Qi Wenchao was elected by a group of comrades-in-arms as the commander of the sheep herding, responsible for pulling back the red brick newcomers one by one outside the big circle. But he was glad because there were two A's out of the soldiers he brought out!

Two A'a!

He Qi Wenchao is just a D-level.

But it doesn't matter much, in two days his Everest transfer letter should come down. In fact, you don't need to apply, there has never been a time when there is no shortage of people in the Everest District, and the Twelve Palaces are afraid that if you don't apply, there will never be an example of rejection.

Can you get stronger?

He, Qi Wenchao, is just a D.

The Twelve Temples often say that they believe in miracles, but there are far fewer miracles than they imagined...... But, how else can it be called a miracle?

Qi Wenchao smiled since he fell into the eyes of others, and he was a happy smirk.

The supervisor of the two divine A-level recruits, just this incense. Not to mention Feihuang Tengda, no matter which small place he goes to in the future, no one will make him stumble.

Preventing stumbling is the best gift.

Qi Wen Chaole couldn't close his mouth, but ...... Aya Luo doesn't seem to like a peaceful life, and that girl seems to have been born to be strong and live to slaughter gods......

"Sentimentality is human...... Qi Wenchao walked slowly, "You're right?" ”

There was a cloud of air in front of him, and he didn't know who Qi Wenchao was talking to, or if he was talking to himself.

The silence starts at a certain point and gradually spreads throughout the mountain. The newcomers and the old, who had stayed up all night because of excitement and awakening, fell asleep one after another.

Bethune quietly got up.

The veteran on duty glanced at him.

"I'll go to the toilet." Bethune suppressed his voice.

"Go ahead."

The veteran met Bethuan, a well-known A-level newcomer, from a friend in the early hours of the morning, so he was very talkative.

Bethune walked all the way to say hello, and then walked farther and farther.

There is a broken wall on one side of the mountain, and the wind is strong and barefoot, which is suitable for blowing the wind and enjoying the scenery.

"What a view." Bethune deliberately amplified his voice. After a long time, he stretched his waist and seemed to look back.

No one.

Bethune sat on the edge of the broken wall.

He wished he had his three-year-old broken rice phone by his side, but he was glad it wasn't there.

It has been 18 years since August 15, 05. Bethune has had six Mid-Autumn Festivals and eight birthdays...... The gift he received on his last birthday...... It looks like a seventy-nine dollar remote-controlled race car.

It's been 10 years.

If it weren't for this mooncake, Bethune would have almost forgotten his birthday. In fact, when the moon cake arrived in his hand, Bethune didn't think about it.

He was suddenly shocked when he was just sleeping, and then he suddenly got up, got up and found a place where no one was, and celebrated himself.

It's a coming-of-age ceremony, isn't it?

It's a little late......

Bethune smirked and touched his nose, his other hand fumbling for his pocket. Then his brows furrowed slightly...... I don't know when there will be another piece of mooncake in my pocket.

"It shouldn't be......"

Bethune recalled that he was very sober all day...... No, it seems to have been faint for a while in Wu Tilt City.

It seems that Wu Qicheng, as the hall master of the Rabbit Palace, has the ability to know his birthday. But send mooncakes...... It doesn't make sense, two people have no relatives and no reason.

Bethune scratched his head, he usually wouldn't tell people about his birthday. As for what kind of psychology it is, he himself doesn't know very well.

He himself knows ...... Probably Bai Ma occasionally remembers.

"Whew~"

Bai Qiuan looked at the inexplicable extra mooncake in his hand in a daze, then unpacked it and took a big bite.

"Naked wooing...... But a piece of moon cake wants to buy me Bai Qiu'an, and your abacus is too good! Bethune said vaguely, and before he finished his mouthful, he sent another bite in.

Chewing, choking.

But Bethune kept chewing, trying to suppress a certain feeling that welled up from his heart in this way. This is his specialty, as long as he is willing, there is nothing he can't suppress.

Bethune smirked and began to gulp.

"Whew~"

"The mooncakes are not bad."