The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1262 I am a soldier
Lian Feng sneered when he saw the man dodging again and again.

His brows were stained with frost, and his eyes were full of awe-inspiring coldness.

Killing intent flickered from the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, he raised his legs indifferently, and in an instant, the throwing knives were thrown out again and again.

The throwing knife was like a ghost, this time, there was no wind at all.

any breath.

Without a sound, he nailed the man to the wall.

Yuan Jing stood there in military uniform, slightly taken aback.

Surprise and surprise appeared in his eyes.

Actually, broke free from him?
Unbelievable.

The injured man casually pulled out the two throwing knives on his shoulders, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and shot at Lian Feng fiercely.

The whole person bent into a bow, and went straight to Lian Feng.

Lian Feng raised his hand coldly, the man flew halfway, turned his body abruptly, and jumped towards the eaves.

He was in a bad situation and was about to run away!
The man stepped on the eaves and borrowed his strength suddenly, but the moment he jumped up, two white silk threads came from the sky and grabbed his legs.

It was Yuan Jing who made the move.

Two threads that looked like spider silk spread out from his right hand, and he raised his hand suddenly.

An irresistible force struck, and the man was thrown to the ground uncontrollably.

"boom!"

The strong body hit the ground, and a human-shaped pit nearly ten centimeters deep was smashed on the ground.

Lian Feng walked quickly to the side of the two bloody girls, and gently helped one of them up, with a gentle expression, "Are you all right?"

The girl was in pain, her face was almost ferocious, and she could hardly answer Lian Feng's words.

The girl's body was trembling uncontrollably, Lian Feng frowned, "She is injured, where should she be sent?"

Yuan Jing squatted down, shook her right hand, and in the next moment a small blue bottle appeared in her palm.

He pulled off the cap, squeezed the potion, carefully tilted the bottle, trying to pour the potion into the girl's mouth.

Seeing his action, Lian Feng snatched the bottle very unpleasantly, raised his hand, and poured half of the bottle of medicine into the girl's mouth.

Then, pour the remaining half bottle into the mouth of another girl.

Throw away the empty potion bottle casually.

When Yuan Jing realized it, she just stared at the bottle and rolled several meters away.

His aching hands were trembling, "Do you know how precious this bottle of medicine is!!!!"

That is the private potion he has hidden for many years!
Lian Feng: "I don't know."

"It's not mine anyway."

Yuan Jing...! ! !
want to cry!

Still want to hit someone!

My potion woo woo woo...

Potions that Yuan Jing could regard as lifeblood were naturally extremely precious.

In a short while, the pained expressions of the two girls who just looked at him eased a lot.

Yuan Jing hit the light screen twice casually, and after a while, someone rushed over to clean up the mess.

Yuan Jing: "Yuan Jing."

Lian Feng was happily looking at the radiant galaxy over there, and didn't hear the people next to him talking for a while.

Yuan Jing spoke patiently, "Yuan Jing, my name."

"Oh."

Lian Feng continued to look up at Xinghe.

Yuan Jing...! ! !
Ahhhhh!
Monk Qi!

Not only monk spirit!

Still want to hit someone!

The former adjutant gritted his teeth, and said sinisterly: "Don't you want to express something?"

Lian Feng raised his eyebrows to express something.

He glanced at Yuan Jing with indescribable eyes, "This name doesn't sound good."

“Very generic, nothing special.”

Yuan Jing laughed back angrily, very good.

He tapped the void twice with his finger.

After three seconds.

Lian Feng frowned at the dimmed Xinghe: There's nothing to watch.

(End of this chapter)