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"Enough!"

Just when the five eyes were about to speak angrily, the dark-skinned, with a pair of squinting eyes, a long and oval head, who seemed to be quite obscene, but was wearing a white robe, dressed as a humble gentleman, and seemed to be a nondescript man, suddenly silent.

His sharp gaze looked around at the two of them, and said, "Now, everyone has stepped on the seven hands, you two, when do you want to make trouble!?"

Under his reprimand, the six fingers pursed their lips slightly, but it was rare to stop speaking, and the five eyes looked at the man with a slight sullen expression, and said, "Big brother, you also saw it, yes..."

"Sit back!"

The man reprimanded.

This person is none other than the leader of the Seven Hands, Qiu Yang.

You must know that these seven hands seem to be seven people on an equal footing, but among these seven people, there are two people who are admired by everyone, dare not compete against each other, and are faintly looking at the horse.

The eldest brother Qiu Yang is one of them, and the woman who sits next to Qiu Yang, with a sharp snow-white melon seed face, quiet apricot eyes, and curved willow eyebrows, seems to be quite beautiful and delicate, is another person who is feared by everyone.

Everyone's second sister, Qiansheng.

The name of this Qiansheng is elegant, and the appearance is also beautiful and full of spiritual charm, but it is wearing a red soft armor, which is sassy and capable, and can bind the slender and delicate body.

Lined with the embellishments and tattoos on the snow-white collarbone, a demon smelting blood-red leaf, making her whole person have a wisp of domineering fiery and capable charm.

People dare not underestimate it.

The five eyes of such training sat back in place, Qiu Yang's gaze swept over everyone, and said, "Okay, let's discuss it, and then how to do it, and let someone deal with it." ”

Facing his question, the fragrant shadow smiled charmingly and said: "In short, the little sister is the weakest among the few people, and the little sister will not express her opinion, just listen to the eldest brother." ”

With her words, the rest of the people echoed it.

"Big brother. ”

Wumu looked at the stone pillar behind him, which only depicted a normal painting style, Qiu Yang, a family of three, arched his hand and said, "I support any decision you make." ”

"I just ask whoever you send, take me with you. ”

He held his head high and said proudly: "This time, even if I don't charge Xiangying a penny, I will slaughter that little rabbit cub to avenge Wu Rong and Hou Wen, and get back my face." ”

"Hmm. ”

After Qiu Yang nodded, he looked at Qian Sheng, who had not spoken from beginning to end, and said, "Qian Sheng, what do you think about this matter?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were focused on the delicate body of Qian Sheng, you must know that although Qian Sheng ranked second, it did not mean that her strength was second, on the contrary, her strength was the strongest of the seven.

It was already the existence of the True Saint when they met, and even everyone didn't know what the realm was, only knowing that it had been shown once many years ago, and it had defeated the three True Saints in the early stage.

It is also because of this that everyone thinks that her strength is in the middle stage of the True Saint.

In the face of Qiu Yang's question, Qian Sheng dragged his cheeks with his jade hand, and the seemingly lazy orchid spat lightly, and said, "You decide, it's fine." ”

As far as she is concerned, except for the occasional gambling stall and money bank that belongs to her realm, she doesn't care about the rest.

Especially the matter on Qiu Yang's side.

Because, Qiu Yang's stone pillar seems to be a family of three, which is the most normal, but the truth is completely opposite, what he controls is the world of selling and reselling those humble people, and to put it mildly, it is a human/trafficker.

This point can be said to be quite disgusting, so he doesn't talk much, let alone help him with things.

Therefore, it is because of this kind of personality that although Qiansheng is the strongest, he is still only second. However, Rao is like this, and everyone's awe of him is no less than Qiu Yang.

"Since Qiansheng has no opinion, then we will wait for the old rule to draw lots to decide. ”

Qiu Yang waved his robe, waved out a lottery holder with several sticks in it, hung it on the huge stone table in the center, and said: "It's still the old rule, those who draw black lots keep their homes, and those who draw red lots go to kill the enemy." ”

"I'll come first. ”

After Wumu said proudly, he suddenly stretched out his heavy Xuan hand, inhaled into the air against the stick holder, and after sucking out a bamboo stick, he directly instilled the Xuan power.

Airplanes...

Immediately afterwards, the seemingly ordinary bamboo skewer suddenly erupted with a vast blood light, and the blood light was mysterious, and the demonic light in this slightly secluded and treacherous underground space seemed extremely penetrating.

"Blood Swab!"

The corners of Wumu's mouth were slightly raised, and the hand holding the bamboo stick was slightly forced: "Little cub, God will let me kill you with my own hands." ”

"Don't be too happy, maybe you're going to give me a hand. ”

After the six-finger mockery, he snapped his fingers violently to draw out a bamboo stick, and then poured it into the bamboo stick with the same Xuan power.

It's a pity that his infusion did not lead to the demonic blood light, but only made the entire bamboo stick turn into a dull black, so that the black light could be filled.

"Haha, it seems that I want to give you a hand, but God won't give me this chance. Gome couldn't help but laugh.

"Hmph. ”

After throwing the bamboo stick on the ground directly in an unhappy mood, the six fingers leaned on the stone seat, clasped his hands around his chest, and snorted proudly: "This is God's good heart, I'm afraid that I will go, the cruel kid is too miserable, so he won't let me go." ”

"Hahaha, yes, yes..."Gome laughed deliberately.

"Alright, let's move on to the lottery. ”

After Qiu Yang interrupted in a deep voice, he continued to let everyone draw, and then, except for Qiu Yang who drew another blood stick, Xiangying and Qiansheng did not draw, the rest of the draws were all black lots.

Seeing this scene, the fragrant shadow looked at the shallow sheng who seemed to be flying out of the sky, and Ying Ying smiled and said: "Sister Qiansheng, now I will send you and me, little sister, let you smoke first." ”

At her words, Qiansheng was still immersed in memories as if she had never heard it, and she did not return for a long time.

Qiu Yang, who seemed to be used to it on the side, couldn't help but remind him, "Qiansheng, it's your turn." ”

Under his slight mystical voice, the shallow sheng slowly came back to her senses, and then, she didn't ask much questions, directly flicked her sleeve robe, took a bamboo stick, and got involved in it with her mystical power.

Airplanes...

Xuanli was integrated, and the bamboo stick also bloomed with a demonic blood-red light, which also came into everyone's eyes.

In this regard, that Qiansheng was still expressionless, as if he didn't have any sorrow and joy because of this matter, and said: "Blood sign." ”

'Giggle...'

Seeing this scene, Xiangying couldn't help but cover her mouth and let out a chuckle like a silver bell, and said, "Sister Sheng, it's still so simple to say." ”

Yu Qiansheng is in a daze, in short, and is domineering, lonely, and difficult to communicate with people, everyone is used to it, but Rao is so, everyone still likes to associate with her and speak.

Even if it is often ignored, it is not cared for.

Because, everyone knows that although Qiansheng is lonely and domineering, she is not as vicious and vicious as others, and she is not extremely vicious.

Such people are quite rare in their group, so they like to associate and joke with them.

"Okay, since the lottery has been drawn, then this operation will be carried out by me and Qiansheng and Wumu. ”

After Qiu Yang glanced at Qiansheng, who was in a daze again, he turned to look at the five eyes and said, "You are ready to prepare, and set off with me and Qiansheng tomorrow to strive for a complete resolution of this matter." ”

"Don't worry, big brother. ”

Wumu's thick fists clenched up, and the copper bell's eyes revealed wisps of evil breath, and said: "This time, I will make arrangements so that the kid named Ye Liang will not escape." ”

"To cool that leaf..."

The bamboo stick he was holding was shattered, and he said word by word: "Ten thousand broken corpses!"

"Five-eyed..."

The sudden quiet words sounded, and the shallow sheng, who was caught in memory, suddenly raised his head slowly, stared at the five eyes who were a little stunned who was shouted, and said in a trance: "What did you just say, what is that person's name?"

"It's called Ye Liang. ”

Wumu was puzzled and said, "Is there any problem, second sister." ”

At the same time, the six fingers, Xiangying and others also looked at the shallow sheng in unison, as if they were a little curious.

After all, it is very difficult for Qiansheng to speak, let alone ask about the enemy, you know, in the past, she was the kind who only did things, and did not say or ask.

Such an unprecedented, how can everyone not be confused.

"Do you know anything else?" asked Qian Sheng.

"It's not very clear, I only know that he is carrying a sword on his back, but he is using a spear, and the realm is probably in the Sage, temporarily residing in the Qingqu Sect, and the rest is not very clear. ”

After Wumu replied seriously, he said, "Second sister, but there is a problem?"

Faced with his question, Qian Sheng once again ignored and muttered: "Negative sword... Sage..."

In her sea of knowledge, she seemed to recall that a fair-skinned, thin, angular cheek, with a golden stripe looming like a leaf on her forehead, slightly exposed, extraordinary and incomparable, that cheek was full of heroism, and she smiled warmly.

Laughing, her cold heart, warmth, and comfort are abnormal.

Thinking back to this, Qian Sheng slowly lowered his head, staring at the bamboo stick in his hand with apricot eyes, and the waves rose slightly: Little brother... It would be...

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