West Eight ...... Mu Xin and the others felt that their IQ had been insulted. The person in charge of the martial arts department of Qingyang Academy, why don't you say that you are righteous and mixed?

But there are some things, whether you believe it or not, it's there, and it doesn't come or go. After being confirmed by Li Huairuo and others, Mu Xin and the others went crazy directly. Mu Zhao did a backflip, Mu Ning spun in circles, and Mu Xin kept smiling. Seeing the performance of the three of Mu Xin, Mu Sen shook his head slowly, with a compassionate look on his face, "The Deadwood Circus will officially open today." ”

Compared with the performance of the three people, Shi Po is simply a representative of the waves. After hearing the confirmation of Li Huairuo and others, he was only slightly stunned, and then resumed his humble expression. The look in Mu Sen's eyes was no different from before, my brother was just my brother, and it had nothing to do with anything else.

"You're not done?" Seeing that the three of Mu Xin had not returned to normal for a long time, Mu Sen, who hooked Shi Po's shoulder, said angrily. The psychological quality of this group of guys is not good. It's better to ......

Forget it, they're no better. Originally, Mu Sen also wanted to complain about these small and medium-sized forces martial artists Taishan collapsed in front of him and remained unchanged, with the demeanor of a general. But after careful observation, it turned out that the generals were a fart, and they were just scared stupid. Since Li Huairuo and the others confirmed Mu Sen's words, these small and medium-sized forces martial artists have fallen into a deep confusion, their eyes are glazed, and their faces are full of the four big words 'unbelievable'.

Maji, the Deadwood Tribe is going against the sky. Also, this guy Mu Sen must have cheats!

Under Mu Sen's conjuring, Mu Xin and the others finally came back to their senses, but their eyes were still full of excitement. "Komori, you're so powerful. ”

Looking at Mu Zhao, who finally remembered to praise himself, Mu Sen was in a good mood. "Of course. Don't you see who I am?"

"Xiao Sen, Uncle Mu Xiao and Uncle Mu Kui, they must be very happy to hear this news. Mu Xin smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"I think so. Mu Sen was also happy from the bottom of his heart at this time. If you don't return to your hometown after success, you must show off when you go back.

"Komori ......"

......

They had a lot to do with Mu Xin, and Mu Sen's interest became higher and higher. But in the end, he still remembered what was going on, and saw that his face suddenly straightened, and he said to Mu Xin and a few warriors from small and medium-sized forces, "Now we can directly kill the Tianhui tribe, right?"

Hehe, do you think this is a bit nonsense? Everyone looked helpless, the five top forces in Qingyang City were moved out by you at once, can you kill the Tianhui tribe?

"If there is a wooden sacrifice wine, the miscellaneous pieces of the valley water will definitely die!"

"Yes, this time, I don't believe that the Tianhui tribe still dares to protect Gu Shui?!"

......

The scene was awkward for a moment, and the silence was finally broken by several small and medium-sized martial artists. In addition to the bitter hatred for Gu Shui, their words were also mixed with gratitude and ...... to Mu Sen

Awe!

Yes, awe. When Mu Sen got involved with the Broken Yue Battle Group and admitted that he was admitted to Qingyang Academy, everyone was just in awe, after all, a martial artist of an inferior tribe could be mixed like this in just a few months, and it was not possible to be disrespectful. But when his identity as the person in charge of the martial arts department of Qingyang Academy was confirmed, everyone's respect was more fearful.

What is the concept of the head of the thirteen faculties of Qingyang Academy? This identity is enough to be on an equal footing with the leaders of various high-level tribal forces, and he usually shocks the thunder in the sky when he speaks, and he is a first-class big man. And this kind of character, who should have existed in everyone's distant vision, suddenly bumped into him like this, and saved his own life.

It's ......

It's too young. Countless emotions are indescribable, and finally turned into the word 'young'. They now think that Mu Sen is a legend, a typical dick silk counterattack, even those playwrights who specialize in writing stories dare not write like this.

So, can you hug your thighs? For these martial artists of small and medium-sized forces, they don't care about the specific situation of the martial arts department in Qingyang Academy. They only knew that as long as they could enter Qingyang Academy, even if they were a handyman, the ancestral tomb would be smoking. And the wooden festival wine has the right to enroll students independently......

As a result, several small and medium-sized forces martial artists looked at Mu Sen's eyes shining, like a wild wolf that had been hungry for a winter, looking at the fat lamb.

Although he was uncomfortable being stared at by the hungry eyes of several people, Mu Sen still couldn't suppress a silver bell-like laugh in his heart. Hahahaha...... I Kikomori also has a day when I become a thigh.

I am very relieved!

Since you are happy, you have to make others unhappy.

Maji, what kind of logic is this? I don't read much, don't lie to me.

......

"Let's go, let's go find Gu Shui's bad luck!" Mu Sen was heroic, his arms were raised high, and a breath surged out of his body.

"Let's go, that coward!"

"Let him be buried with his brothers!"

......

Just when the morale of Mu Sen and his party was surging, shattering the sky. This large lake with its light blue water welcomed a group of guests once again. There are only a dozen people in this group, but their bearings are extraordinary, and they are free and majestic in their steps. One of the most striking was a young man in white, sitting on top of a snow-white two-headed leopard with no trace of variegation, and this two-headed leopard had wings and thunder and lightning wrapped around it. Between its steps, there seemed to be a dull thunder, rolling and swinging.

Double-headed Thunder Leopard!

The two-headed thunder leopard is a six-rank fierce beast with a tyrannical personality and a strong bloodline. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many Terran primordial babies of the same level have been torn apart by them and become food. But such a mighty beast is now a mount like a docile kitten. Who is this teenager?

In addition to the young man in white, a woman with flowing red hair should not be ignored. This woman has ice muscles and jade bones, and her eyes are full of water, containing endless temptation. She was dressed in a long purple dress, and a pair of jade arms like lotus roots were exposed, dazzling in brilliance. The many warriors who walked with her, except for the young man in white, all secretly looked at her intentionally or unintentionally, and their eyes were fascinated, as if they were about to sink here.

"Purple girl, is there really a trace of the shark clan in this lake?" As she walked forward, a warrior with a tiger's back and a bear's waist suddenly said to the woman in the purple skirt. His eyes were full of tenderness at this time, as if they were about to melt into water.

"Brother Guli, don't you believe in the slave family?" The woman in the purple dress glanced at him with grievances, her voice was warm and glutinous, and she was about to squeeze out the water.

When the woman in the purple dress said this, Gu Li waved his hands in a panic, and his face turned red, "No, no, how can I doubt the purple girl?"

"That's good, Brother Guli. You have to believe me, I won't spoil Childe's business. ”