Douluo's Change of Life with Sword

At this time, a hand is lightly on his wide shoulder.

Ok?

"Only the weak will be controlled by emotion, are you a weak?"

Looking at the eyes of the blade, there is a impulse in the heart of the anger.

"answer me."

"No." The anger is red.

"Your voice is very confident."

"No!"

"It's still not confident."

The blade shakes his head to the anger.

"Tell him with the most confident voice you are weak."

The blade points to the Lingyun who just put away the face.

The anger looks at the Lingyun fists blue and blood, and the long time is deep breathing.

"No !!!"

This two words in the Warcock have a long time.

"well!"

"You have to remember that you are a strong, but the strong is not emotional!"

"Yes !!" The horror of the hire, answering loudly.

"And you! Give me firmly remember !!"

The blade sweeping station came to the stage.

"Yes!!!"

Frand and Zhao Wu pointed to see a look.

Zhao Wuyi smiled: "It's rare, I didn't expect this kid and this hand."

Looking at the next hurt, but if you played a chicken blood, the master's stiff face is very unnatural.

This method he has also used it, but the effect is no more than one tenth of the blade ...

The people who talk about themselves determine the copy and effect of the discourse. The master will understand the true intentions in this moment.

"The knife is really surprised." Liu Dilong looked at the blade on the court smiled.

Master face is more black.

The training is not over, and the next is the group fight.

After detail, after the order of war, the blade moved out of the lounge chair to lying on it, and if no one, he looked at the book.

As for the trainees that are injured and trained, since the blade is not hurt, since it is a small injury.

It is also sincerely, it is now rich, and the therapist is big, otherwise it is like a blade, don't say to cultivate these students to the garden into talents, don't come into firewood!

The play of the Warm has become an endless battlefield.

Frand et al. After determining the blade, after teaching, it is also safe to go.

Zhu Ziqing is a large butterfly, the smell of the squad, the slam, the sound of the ear, not allowed to take care of other little girls.

Many girls have a little bit of generous.

"Your kid is leisure, just bitter old husband."

The old man of the beard is coming to the blade.

"Your old man is vast, you can work more."

The blade is soft.

This old man is not strange, after all, it is a buddy who drinks tea together.

"You are a small child ..." the old man was muted.

"Is it really going to work hard?"

"Can't, just die in Shilek mix."

Old man: "..."

He is also helpless to the knife fish.

He looked at the top of the top of the stage to break the blood flow. He suddenly sighed: "The young is so good!"

I think he is also ... I'm so beaten.

That paragraph is really nostalgic ~

There are only battle, rest, battle in the play.

Enthusiastic to dusk.

"It's a full day!" The focal length of the blade was gathered, and it stretched a lazy waist.

"Today's training is over."

If the students who have just been removed from the pool, they have rid of this happiness.

Other teachers are actually a practical class, and what is lazy, it is approved, punishment.

But at this blade teacher is lazy, it is going to be cut!

Ling Yun's thorns were taken as a sword, and there was no longer dared to die again.

Lingyun, which is inexplicable, is the most unsubstant, do you not read a book? !

It's hard to do it ~

"Teacher, can't you eat?" A girl who was stunned in the ground was poorly looked at the blade.