Jiu'er subconsciously looked back, and what he bumped into was Song Jue's extraordinarily deep pupils under the sun, gray loose sweatshirt, almost casual trousers, and the feeling of wearing nine points, stepping on the shoes of the double master's graffiti, like a domineering male god who walked out of the college campus, full of restraint and abstinence.

Jiu'er rarely met Song Jue face-to-face in the sun, and when those eyes touched her slightly abrupt pupils, she sparkled layer upon layer, approached and took her hand, and turned to look at Ji Xiaotian, "Uncle..."

How dazzling is the overlapping palms, Ji Xiaotian retracted his gaze and nodded, "It's been a long time." ”

"I'll see you every day in the future."

Determined and full of meaning, I can't help but feel a bright future in the near future, Ji Xiaotian hummed, "I hope." ”

Tian Tian hooked her lips and called her brother-in-law, Song Jue had helped her many times, this brother-in-law had few words, but it was enough to protect them and be good to their sister.

The soft voice listened to the comfort, Song Jue hooked the corners of his lips in response, and then looked at Ji Fengning and nodded.

There is no one in the entire White Tiger who doesn't know who the man in front of him is, and the person who has been hearing about it suddenly appeared in front of him, which is really surprising. Song Jue was full of oppression, only talking to Ji Xiaotian without saying a word, and the crowd around him was consciously silent, and he didn't come back to his senses until the boring conversation faded away.

In this world, there are not afraid of strong people, but I am afraid that the strong Nima is good, and God seems to favor them more, so that good things will happen to them.

Jiu'er couldn't feel this melancholy heart, only the conversation between Song Jue and his father's obsessive-compulsive prisoner was unbearable.

Fortunately, the gate was not far away, and after Song Jue finally hummed, Jiu'er finally took over the conversation, "Chief Long, they are fast, they have arrived." ”

"We're late."

Jiu'er raised her eyebrows at the moment, "What's the matter, we have just the right time." ”

It is difficult for the five people walking side by side not to get noticed, Song Jue is here, the winning rate of the white tiger is more general, Long Yan's heart is slightly relaxed, he got off the driver's seat in a few steps, and his eyes stayed on Song Jue who was walking not far away for a long time, until he approached, and the other party just nodded at him reluctantly.

Long Yan didn't mind laughing, "Now that the hero is a young man, you are blessed." ”

As Song Jue, who has lived for too long, the so-called teenager has changed from the initial discomfort to the current calmness, he only pursed his lips, lowered his head and looked at Jiu'er beside him.

Ji Xiaotian accepted this sentence quite implicitly, "It's okay." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Zhonghua in the car had already begun to greet him, Jiu'er raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was looking at the window from the window, the latter snorted lightly and withdrew his gaze, and looked at her expression awkwardly from the rearview mirror.

Shuangxiao not only looks at men in a similar way, but also looks the same with small emotions.

It's just a subtle and cold waiting for you to guess, and a flamboyant and high-profile is afraid that you won't be able to see it.

There is no need to think deeply, Jiu'er also knows who the seven members of the Blue Dragon Society team are.

There were some soldiers and scientific researchers sitting in the car, greeting a dozen, and it was almost time to follow.

Before his thoughts fell, another military truck drove out of the base, Long Yan raised his eyes and looked at Jiu'er and the others, "After arriving at Qinglong, I will use the communication device to notify you, Zero Two told me to decide to leave early in the morning, I believe in your ability, but I still have to say a word to pay attention to safety." ”

Jiu'er nodded, "You too, have a safe journey,"

Long Yan's wise eyebrows flashed, and when Lin Xiaoxiao and the others' military cards stopped on the side of the road, he said in a deep voice, "Jiu'er has strong leadership ability, and the team is all the hope of the future of mankind, and I don't want to lose anyone." I have only one request for this trip, in any case, I will be alive as the main purpose, do not fall in love with war, do not pursue, do not underestimate, need help, contact at any time, I will provide 100% support, the soldiers of the green dragon and white tiger and the ability to obey the dispatch around the clock. ”

Jiu'er's eyes lit up, he lowered his head slightly, and replied respectfully, "I will live up to my trust." ”

No matter how much Long Yan didn't say, he shut up and turned to get into the car, Jiu'er turned his head to look at Lin Xiaoxiao, beside her was the expressionless Min Lan, hooked the corners of her lips, and said in a clear voice, "How about a bet?" ”

Lin Xiaoxiao frowned, but her heart was agitated, "How do you want to bet?" ”

"The Green Dragon and White Tiger each choose seven people to set up a special operations team, this mission, which team gets more seventh-order spars, which team wins, and the losing side has to be called the boss every time it encounters the winning side in the future."

Before Lin Xiaoxiao could speak, she glanced at Min Lan, and Jiang Xiaoxiao, who had been waiting for someone on the other side to take the initiative to speak for a long time, couldn't help but take the lead, "This is not fair, Song Jue Eighth-Order Ability, our team doesn't have it!" ”

Jiu'er smiled and waved her hand, "Blame me..."

She doesn't need to make extra moves, these three words are already provocative enough, Jiang Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, she didn't know that this was a radical method, but she couldn't help but want to play a trick, "You are ruthless enough, wait!" "If she doesn't find an eighth-order ability to be a man, this head will be kicked by Ji Jiu'er as a ball.

There are many talents in the last days, so I don't believe that I can't find the third Eighth Order!

"I'll wait, will you pick it up?"

"Pick it up."

Two female voices attacked, Jiu'er smiled and hooked her lips, "Then, if we meet again, we will win or lose." ”

Long Yan sat in the car and laughed, and sighed, "Young people now..."

It's angry and funny.

Ji Xiaotian turned around and frowned, "Did you fill me with cigarettes?" ”

Tiantian's eyes widened, shook her head, Jiu'er pursed her lips and only took a pack and handed it to him, and the latter took it casually, "I'm looking for you after smoking, go back, Dad will go first." ”

"Take care, father."

Ji Xiaotian turned around and left, behind him was the ardent and envious gaze of his child, and when he raised his foot to get into the car, his eyes only fell on Song Jue alone, and the solemnity and longing contained in that glance came from a father's strong expectation.

Protect his children.

That alone is enough.

Song Jue nodded slightly, Ji Xiaotian retracted his gaze and got into the car and closed the door, as the vehicle started, the two military trucks were one after the other, even if he deliberately slowed down, Lin Xiaoxiao's gaze was still broken.

See you again to win or lose...

Oh, what is the so-called awkwardness between her and Jiang Xiaoxiao, Ji Jiu'er is a master, and she is so tall and noble about taking care, but...

It's full of energy, and I can't wait to go to the battlefield immediately, and my mind is full of winning.

There are no bargaining chips, it is enough to let Ji Jiu'er call the boss, just thinking about it is comfortable.

"Huh..."

Wu Feng raised his eyebrows in confusion, and saw Lin Xiaoxiao withdraw the hand that patted his leg, and asked, "Don't you want to chase me?" ”

"Did you figure it out?"

"Well, become an eighth-order supernatural and I'll be your woman."

This word was loud and serious, and it made Wu Feng experience the feeling of coexistence of hope and despair for the first time.

Maybe it was to give him some sweetness, Lin Xiaoxiao rarely got so close, holding his collar with one hand, so close that she could see the slightly drooping eyes, rippling with a rare style, with the military uniform, the mysterious beauty, the thin lips were slightly opened, and the martial arts of the hook was restless, but she took it back by herself, as if nothing had happened, she had to sit back in place, pull out her gun and wait.

Hehe... Ji Jiu'er...

This wave of damage is 6 to fly.

Jiu'er didn't know about this, several people returned side by side, and they didn't go anywhere, Zhongli and the others were busy improving themselves, that is, Chu Boran took Mo Yun and a few people to the army physical training with Tiantian, and only she and Song Jue were the most idle in the entire small building, followed by Su Mo, who was sitting on the sofa and had been studying the map.

The reason why the heroine can stand at the end is that in addition to her monstrous luck, her own hard work also accounts for a lot of reasons.

Jiu'er didn't know if the existence of the dragon spirit had an impact on Su Mo in the previous life as great as it is now, enough to completely judge the current and previous Su Mo.

After thinking about it, the gun in his hand could not be successfully assembled.

Jiu'er frowned, pursed her lips and didn't look at it, hanging her head and fiddling with the messy parts on the table, tirelessly assembling them over and over again.

She is serious in her work, and her frowning and thoughtful appearance is also particularly attractive, what Su Mo saw when she raised her head was such a scene, the woman hung her head and picked and picked, her fingers were slender and soft, and the man was lying on the edge of the sofa, looking at it without blinking.

seemed to be aware of her gaze, and her eyes were full of gentleness like water, which looked particularly sharp and deep after changing people, Su Mo sighed in her heart, walked cheekily to the opposite side of Jiu'er, took an assembled * fiddle, and broke the silence with a loud voice, "I have always been very envious of women with good marksmanship, I feel very handsome." ”

Jiu'er hooked her lips and raised her head: "You can like the same." ”

Su Mo didn't dare to respond to this big truth, and he put a lot of effort into his marksmanship, but he only reached a medium level, and only changed the topic "Isn't there a ready-made space? Why assemble it again? ”

"Leave the part, plus the boredom, so that you can calm down." Provincial crankiness.

Su Mo smiled lightly and took out a spar from the space, which made a crisp sound when it touched the table.

The energy rushing to his face was abnormally thick, and Jiu'er's movements suddenly stopped, and when he raised his eyes, a two-color spar was quietly placed, and the energy in his body was uncontrollably excited.

"I don't have anything around me that I can use."

Seventh-order spar, this is too rare, not to mention that the talent of the dragon, the spirit system and the wind system have all reached the seventh order, and there is no need to say much about the improvement of the ability after absorption.

After a hundred turns in his heart, Jiu'er opened his mouth, "This..."

"I've only been promoted to the seventh order, it's useless to me, it's useful, if you don't want it, you can just put it and watch it..."

"What do you want?"

To be honest, Su Mo really didn't feel like she needed anything.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jiu'er didn't say much, her mind moved slightly, and the spars contained in a small storage box in the space were placed on the table, densely packed and colorful, and they were particularly good-looking, summarizing the fourth order and below, "These are useless to me, I don't know if you can use them, if you need anything, just say, thank you." ”

When the words fell, she put the spar in her pocket without hesitation, Su Mo was stunned, if it weren't for the other party's expression being too normal, she would have felt that Jiu'er knew her secret.

The space aura needs the support of the spar, the high-level is used to improve herself, and the low-level is almost the same, she herself didn't expect that there was a shortage of spars...

Packed into the space, and didn't have a chance to say more, he heard a creak of pushing the door, Fan Meng's indifferent face fell into his eyes, and he looked at Song Jue and called the boss.

Song Jue said in a low voice, "How's it going?"

"Liu Yu's soul has dissipated and has been dealt with."