The name of Xue'an's person is 'Du', which is the most special male in Tiesha County.

There are thirteen county towns in Tiesha County, according to the division of strength, Broken Moon County is the only one, Xue An is a spirit with a test, and the only thing that can become a hero in Broken Moon County is his terrifying speed.

He is a snowflake that does not melt for ten years, and his speed will drop by 30% in a hot place.

However, in cold places, his speed is doubled.

In such snowy weather, the speed will be as much as twice as much.

So if he wants to kill Su Ang, he only needs to be ruthless.

Xue Anzai thought so and was ready to do so, but when he heard Su Ang's words of 'treating everyone equally', he suddenly didn't want to kill Su Ang.

He's a spirit, and a spirit with a very special mind.

Other spirits either hate the Terrans, or like the prosperity of the Terrans, and want to absorb the strengths of the Terrans in order to replace them, and there are some pure admirers of the world, and want to live their lives at will.

Xue An is different, he has a test.

And while enjoying the prosperity of the human race, he also has great ambitions.

He wanted to let the human race and the ghosts and spirits coexist amicably, so he participated in the selection of heroes, defeated all the proud sons of Broken Moon County by himself, and wanted to compete for the reputation of heroes and heroes, so as to wear a sword to the palace, and get the reuse of Wang Qing.

He was to become an official of the Yao State and then implement his own decrees.

But what's going on with Su Ang, I obviously let the Su family go.

I spared Su Jiazi's life, and at the same time spared all his comrades, he should be grateful, and retreated.

He should give up continuing to compete for the place of the heroes of Tiesha County, and even join me.

Why are you laughing so weirdly?

Why, this day, this place, this attic, a little dizzy?

Xue Anzai was still surprised, and suddenly looked at Su Ang's feet, he saw that Su Ang's Mandarin Duck Butterfly Sword had already been unsheathed, and it was inserted on the ground at this time, and he saw Su Ang's pursed lips, it seemed that just now, Su Ang's lips moved quickly many times.

He felt more dizzy, as if he was drunk, and felt that his steps were staggering, and he almost fell into the attic.

And in the air, only then did a long laugh sound......

"Drunk and greedy for laughter, worry about the work. Recently, I have begun to realize that the books of the ancients are useless.

The evil pine side got drunk, and asked me how drunk I was? I only suspected that I was loose and wanted to help, and pushed the loose with my hand......

Go!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......" Xue An was so aggrieved that she spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

His mind was foggy, and he saw everything as several shadows, as if he was drunk, and the whole world was swaying to help him.

He held on to the railing of the attic with his backhand, wanting to stare at Su Ang, but he couldn't tell which ghost was the direction Su Ang was.

It turned out that it was not Su Jiazi who was yin, but him.

It wasn't that he warned Su Jiazi, but that Su Jiazi saw his joke.

He only now understands why he is very forced to let Qiuluo protect the Su family, Qiuluo's voice will be very dry, and Qiuluo's expression will be particularly strange.

It turned out that he thought that he had swept past Su Jiazi and others, and he had left snowflakes on the foreheads of Su Jiazi and others, but in fact, he, he, he ......

Well, he was drunk.

He didn't see things accurately, and the scene just now should be like this........................

Someone, who rushed to the top of the stairs at a very fast speed, grabbed the handrail of the stairs, and said with a high face: "You have a good father-in-law, protect him." ”

While pretending to be like the wind always accompanied me, several snowflakes shattered far in front of Su Ang and the others, and the snowflakes that should have burst out a little blood could only make people's foreheads and cheeks feel a little cold.

Then Xue An entered the heavy snow.

Then Xue An was about to leave a mysterious smile.

And then,

He, he he, he,

He slammed his head against the side door of the attic lookout, pulled the side door, split his legs, and met Su Ang's meaningful eyes with a drunken expression.

The reason is simple.

The moment he made his move, Su Ang had already used the export chapter.

Su Ang's moaning speed was so fast that Xue Anzai's 'pretending' was all completed, and the sound waves reached his ears.

At this time, he realized that it was not Su Ang who was yin, but himself.

"No, it's impossible, how can your groan be so fast?

Not to mention that Su Ang is just a showman, even if he is a real lifter, it is impossible to use it so quickly.

First of all, it is necessary to chant poetry, secondly, the artistic conception in the mind must quickly fit every sentence in the poem, and finally, the talent must also keep up, and there can be no slightest deviation.

Some Wenjie can't do the above three points, and when they become black-clothed, green-clothed, silver-clothed, or even the top gold-clothed people, they are still using a pen.

There is no way, the speed at which they export chapters is not even comparable to the speed of paper talk.

But Su Jiazi ...... Impossible!

Xue An was drooping with a pair of drunken eyes, about to cry.

Just now, he sped up with all his strength, but there was no protection at all, and he was struck by Su Ang using Exit Chengzhang, and his body fell into the situation of poetic description.

Su Ang didn't use war poems, but it had a bit of a taste of heroic poetry.

That little bit of spirit turned into drunkenness, penetrating his internal organs.

"Tied up. Su Ang said lightly.

......

The courtyard of the dry wharf is particularly clean, and a small stream around the courtyard flows slowly under the ice, adding a lot of poetry to the people in the pavilion to the west.

"Good apprentice, how does it feel to win against an opponent who is stronger than you?" someone in the divine court laughed.

As soon as this man came out, He Shen trembled and was about to kneel, and his heart was weak;

Tang Bohu also lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, not daring to say anything inserious.

Xin Qiji, the original word Tanfu, later changed to the word You'an, the number Jiaxuan, that is, the first ancient boy of the Great Song Dynasty rumored in later generations.

When he was young, Xin Qiji was able to climb high and look far, and he could also point to mountains and rivers, and he constantly witnessed the humiliation and suffering of the Han people under the rule of the Jin people, so that when he was a teenager, he set up the ambition of restoring the Central Plains and repaying the shame of the country.

Don't look at him as a Wenjie, he has a kind of chivalrous spirit of Yan Zhao Qishi.

That is, this Wen Jie, who led more than 50 people to dare to attack the enemy camp of tens of thousands of people.

What's even more terrifying is that he succeeded.

"Perverted, perverted, I can't mess with this guy. He Shen kept retreating.

He felt that in Xin Qiji's eyes, he was afraid that he was no different from the Jin people.

He's full of people.

He was afraid.

......

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PS: There is one more chapter next, which will be released before 12 o'clock.

It's too late, it's too late to update, and the frog can't help it.

Sick again.

As a book friend said, our article is suitable for lying on the soft collapse, making a cup of tea, flipping through the book and reading it slowly, in fact, the frog has always been important to aggravate this evocative feeling.

A few years ago, our book still had a chance to become paper, but now the paper book market is sluggish, and the fast-paced and less thinking cool text of the Internet electronic popularity, that is, Xiaobaiwen, that kind of article can make money.

Therefore, there is no need to think about paper books, on the electronic top, we can only wait, wait for recommendations, wait for the number of words to come up, and wait for the world view to continue to improve.

This is also known as the post-isophase stage.

We belong to the type of late-stage force.

It's a painful wait.

It's tormented that there are fewer and fewer books like ours, because it's too painful to wait, and frog now, seriously, can control the rhythm of Xiaobaiwen, and can write Xiaobaiwen that is not bad.

If you write that, you don't have to wait, just put this unfinished or eunuch, and the income will be immediate.

The torment of waiting and the temptation of money are fighting with the character of the frog and the mind of the frog.

As a result, the frog became more and more anxious and his body deteriorated.

But still the same sentence.

People live and keep changing.

Sell miserably, ask for support.