The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1263
Lian Feng glanced at the dimmed Xinghe again, and there was something strange in his eyes.

Also mixed with a three-point accident.

Is this Milky Way of Stars, as bright as a Milky Way, actually man-made?
Lian Feng didn't notice it at first, because the galaxy almost covered the sky of the entire city.

The stars are like a carpet of stars, extremely bright.

It is even more real and beautiful than the polluted sky on the earth.

Absolutely, it doesn't seem to be fake.

Even Fengli ignored Yuan Jing beside him.

Turn away.

Anyway, I saw something interesting, so I hurried back to see how the house Master Qin was renting.

That's where they'll live for the next year.

Yuan Jing...? ? ! !

It was the first time that he was so non-existent.

It was as if this person couldn't see himself at all.

Yuan Jing stood where she was, with her hands crossed over her chest.

There was a smile on his elegant and handsome face like a gentleman.

The slender fingers like jade stretched out, and the thumb and middle finger snapped casually.

Lian Feng's lifted leg seemed to be extremely heavy, but he couldn't lift it up.

Jun Lang frowned slightly, turned his face sideways, and saw Yuan Jing walking briskly with his hands in his pockets.

He smiled and said, "Don't be so ruthless, at least...I also treated you to a glass of wine?"

While speaking, the handsome and tall man in military uniform bent down slightly, his eyes showed a strange color, and he chuckled softly, "The price of that glass of wine is not cheap."

"You also...wasted a bottle of the best healing potion for me."

That potion was made by Mr. Yun Kuo himself.

It is different from the ordinary gadgets sent by the laboratory.

Lian Feng sideways, expressionless: "You're too close to me, go back."

Yuan Jing raised her eyebrows: "I can't tell, you still have a cleanliness?"

Lian Feng smiled: "I only have a cleanliness obsession with certain people and things."

"Of course, you're in these particular groups."

Yuan Jing...

After two seconds of silence, he stretched out another hand to rub Lian Feng's neck, and smiled gently, "That's really a coincidence, I also like to see certain people who don't like me and can't help me."

"You seem to be among them."

next moment.

Lian Feng raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and eight silver lights appeared in his hands at the same time.

Follow your heart.

Murderous.

The figure of the man turned around, three steps faster than the speed of the silver needle.

After a while, he squeezed the eight silver needles and chuckled, "It's just that your speed is a little too slow for the seal of the silver needles of Lord Marshal."

If Yantao in his heyday made a move, there would be 81 silver needles in one round.

However, with the current speed of Lian Feng, there is nothing he can do.

Lian Feng didn't bother to talk to him, with a sneer on his thin lips, "How about we make a bet?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

The man standing in the street, the silver-white military uniform is like the cold moonlight, and the smile on his lips is cunning like a fox.

Lian Feng said softly: "If you can't catch my silver needle, promise me a request."

Yuan Jing chuckled slowly, looked Lian Feng up and down, seemed to think of something, and there was a lot of meaning in her eyes, "What if you lose?"

"I can promise you one request."

"Of course, the request is only within the scope of ability."

"Three rounds of attacks, if you can handle them, I will admit defeat."

Rubbing her chin with her fingers, Yuan Jing nodded.

As soon as he raised his hand, he loosened the restraint on Lian Feng.

Since it was Lian Feng's attack, it was natural to give him room to fully exert himself.

Lian Feng had a foolish temperament, so he felt the same way.

It doesn't look like a soldier, but like an idle dude.

(End of this chapter)