(Yo, the night passed, and the book review area was a lot more lively.)

What kind of book friend is the number of people, can you upgrade a level, take a name and then come out to show your IQ?

A zero-level account, I don't even bother to reply to you. When I write a novel, can I talk about patriotism or not?

Just kidding, Mr. Lu Xun came back from studying in Japan, and people even wrote articles to praise their Japanese teacher Mr. Fujino, is Mr. Lu Xun the number one traitor? Are you kidding?

Even the patriots of eighty years ago knew that Shiyi had long skills to control them, so why didn't you think about learning something good? Yes? I have been in China for thousands of years, and I have educated a talent like you who reads novels and pirated copies, and you still complacently think that you have won glory for the country? Scold~

If I were you, I would be too ashamed to even speak.

is also an infinite stream classic, who stipulates that unlimited streaming can't write Japanese comics? I'm not welcome.,The creativity of infinite flow is borrowed from the Japanese manga 'Killing City',Are you embarrassed to say in front of me that the infinite flow classic cannot be defiled?

Oh, that's all I have to say, and I don't want to intersperse this kind of thing that has nothing to do with the plot in the text in the future.

Also, yesterday someone said what do I think of fan value? It's very simple.,Just click into the account to see his honor level.,Blank.,There are no fans of any books.,What is it that isn't a pirated reader? ）

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Red wine beef.

In the end, this dish was made for Black Hitomi in the end.

But I didn't get much, just prepared a small portion.

Even so, Kor Nelia and the others were still extremely jealous and looked at the black pupils over there, eager to run over and press her to the ground for three hundred rounds.

Someone knows this, but turns a blind eye.

Anyway, proper competition is conducive to the improvement of their strength, and there are many benefits, and he is not a certain surnamed Long, he always thinks that everything is harmonious, how can that kind of thing be possible.

Just don't make too much of a fuss.

After dinner, Qiye returned to his room, took out the dimensional phalanx and began to fiddle.

It's a rare space-based item.

The boy touched his chin and looked at the thing.

With a flick of his finger, the emperor in his palm suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a circle similar to gossip took shape in the direction he was pointing.

The light disappeared, and the vase that had been placed there disappeared, and Nanaya turned his head and saw the vase behind him, but it had been reduced to pieces.

"It's a bit hard to handle." Muttering in his mouth, the boy played with this magical imperial tool.

With the presence of a heart eye, his fine-tuning ability can be said to be close to perfection.

Even so, after controlling the distance and size, Nanaya made a mistake and caused damage to the teleported items.

It can be seen that although this thing has outstanding performance, its control difficulty is definitely first-class.

Like Sheila's second goods, it is estimated that he can use it stupidly, and then because of improper control, all his strength is exhausted.

Of course, the reason why Seven Nights wanted this imperial tool was not in itself.

Wind is one of the basic attributes, representing the extreme of speed, and by extension, the ultimate is spatial ability.

As a person who is good at speed, Nanaya's comprehension of wind is also extremely high, but even so, he still knows nothing about space, and it can be said that he is completely confused.

It felt like he wanted to discover the mystery of the seventh consciousness, and even though he knew something about it, he just couldn't comprehend it.

This is obviously the reason for insufficient understanding and lack of realm.

So Seven Nights got this thing in his hands, hoping that it would help him comprehend the mysteries of space.

Although this probability is less than one percent......

But after all, it's the protagonist's aura, and it's talented, inheriting the spiritual power of dozens of generations of the Seven Nights Clan, and there is such an opportunity, so you have to try whatever you say.

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The night passed, and when the sun rose the next day, Qiye yawned and turned his head to look outside, but he didn't know when so much time had passed.

I used an overnight study, but I still didn't understand anything.

Knowing that he couldn't force it, Qiye shook his head, spent more than a thousand points to let the main god protect the function of the emperor's tool, and then took out the carving knife and turned the dimensional phalanx into a ring with a smile.

Well, there are some complacents who carved the word 'night' on it, declaring that this is his personal belongings.

With a breath, the boy put it on his middle finger.

"Well, even if you can't comprehend it for the time being, you can still be regarded as having a way to move in space."

Nodding in satisfaction, the boy pushed open the door and walked towards the bathroom.

The girls in the house ran away early in the morning without a figure, and they knew with their butts that they were looking for trouble with the night attack.

The maid in the house has already prepared early, and she can enjoy it at the same time as she comes out in the night.

Without those little girls, he himself has no leisure to pursue the ultimate delicacy.

The boy is not a person who pursues the ultimate enjoyment, as long as he can fill his stomach, he will not say anything.

Of course, it's better to be able to eat something delicious, but in the end, Seven Nights is just a lazy attack, too lazy to do it yourself......

The maid next to him poured him tea and placed a report next to Nanaya.

The young man rinsed his mouth with tea, picked up what the maid had just given him and looked at it, with a playful look on his face.

"Inform them, don't bother." Countless wind blades appeared out of thin air in his hand, smashing this piece of information, and Qiye put down the mouthwash tea in his hand and opened his mouth casually.

The maid next to her nodded, bowed and retreated.

As the leader of the Imperial Intelligence Organization, Qiye is in his own base camp in the imperial capital, so naturally nothing can be hidden from him here.

What was just delivered, it was presented by a unit under his command that had discovered the whereabouts of the night raid.

So I said that the rabble of night raids is quite qualified as a thug, but it is too amateurish as a killer.

The elite five under him, the little girls didn't make a move, and they were discovered by other troops......

I'm afraid those guys are still complacent and think that they are awesome, and the entire imperial capital is left to me, right?

But since the people from his other troops have found out, those little girls should have also found out, right?

Slightly interested, the boy put on his coat and walked towards the place mentioned in the newspaper.

It's 8:34 a.m.

Qiye walked on South Street, feeling the strong atmosphere like an ancient bazaar around him, and unconsciously relaxed.

I bought a bag of fried chestnuts at a roadside stall, held it in my hand, and walked slowly towards my destination while eating it.

He looks like this, he really looks like the rich second generation of that family, and he is idle and has nothing to do outside.

No one would have thought that the person in front of him was an existence that made the entire empire feel fear.

After all, judging from the appearance alone, Seven Nights is really harmless to some animals......

After wandering around for a long time, after all the fried chestnuts in his hand were emptied, he also came to a place not far from his destination.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the boy tilted his head, his gaze shifted, and he looked to the other side.

A somewhat familiar golden figure appeared in his sight.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the young man walked towards the hotel over there.

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