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Lin Hao estimated that his strength should not be enough. Although he was very unwilling, the fact seemed to be so. He thought that he could not easily hand over a team with martial arts strength.

If the other side's strength is crushing itself, then talk to yourself about a hammer. If you want to know what to hang yourself up and hammer, don't you know everything?

It's not that Lin Hao has a tendency of self abuse. According to the psychology of the strong, in the case of crushing strength, don't you want to know what you want to know?

Is this guy playing me? Empty city plan or cover up?

Lin Hao's mind is full of countless thoughts whistling by. For a moment, his heart is full of endless confusion. Lin Hao is very distressed that he can't guess the mind of the ancient strong.

When Lin Hao was full of thoughts, the young man with black and white hair suddenly said, "can you interrupt your soul communication, and I really don't have any meaning. I just want to talk to you, that's all. I won't eat you."

Lin Hao is scared to step back. You can see the soul communication. How about playing with a hammer?

Forget it, I'm iron named touwa, and I'll be finished with iron bumping!

When Lin Hao raised his head, he saw the black-and-white boy in front of him. He did not know when he had prepared a stone table with a pot of sake on it. He sat opposite the stone table and motioned Lin Hao to sit down with a glass in his hand.

Lin Hao pulled the corners of his mouth and made another blind analysis in his heart. Is this a sign that the enemy is weak or completely empty?

However, Lin Hao, who is hard headed, is not afraid of anything. He takes a few big steps forward and sits in front of the stone chair he has prepared to face the ancient strongman.

Panic, panic

Lin Hao only thinks that the needle is on his back. Ma, it's really not that Lin Hao is lack of determination. It's really that the black-and-white hair background is too terrible.

The remaining evils left by the way of the ancient Dead God's master, even if they were replaced by the emperor here, they would be scared to the knees.

The black-and-white boy looked at Lin Hao with great interest and said with a smile, "I'm so brave. Do you want to drink?"

Drinking?

Lin Hao pauses for a moment, but Lin Hao is really not afraid. Nainai, if he wants to kill me, he just needs to do it directly. He doesn't need any poisonous wine.

"Drink it, who counsels who?"

Lin Hao didn't look at it. He grabbed the wine cup in front of him and poured it directly into his mouth. His forthright appearance made people see the scene of wind blowing and cold water.

"Ah! Good wine, if you drink nothing, if you eat tasteless, but it gives people a sense of intoxication and infatuation. Qiongjiang Yulu doesn't have such a magical feeling. How can you get this wine

Lin Hao looked like he was drunk and bold. He laughed wildly. He was very forthright. He even imitated the natural and unrestrained appearance of a strong man and threw his glass to the ground.

Ding Ding.

The crisp sound of broken wine glass resounded on the spot, and everyone was silent.

See this scene, Bei Er is to cover forehead to turn past, even Yu Wen Hu all bury head to go.

For a moment, the field was full of strange feelings.

But Lin Hao didn't realize it. He looked up forty-five degrees. He just held on to his heroic spirit and sang the song of the wind and the cold water in his heart thousands of times.

The boy with black and white hair gave Lin Hao a white look: "I haven't poured the wine yet Are you drunk with air? "

……

The scene was a little embarrassed for a moment. Lin Hao glanced at the empty cup that fell on the ground, and his face turned red.

The wine hasn't been poured yet