Gao Wu: Log in the next 10,000 years

two.
One is a screenshot of Lu Sheng staring coldly at Wang Xin, who fell on the ground and vomited blood. The angle is very handsome, giving people a cold, sharp, domineering, and eye-catching beauty.
The other one is a silhouette of Lu Sheng sitting on the seat of the bus, raising his hand and gently throwing a red plastic ball.
In the photo, Lu Sheng has bright eyes and a smile on his mouth. The sun shines on his body, which is as clear and sparkling as a clear spring in a mountain stream.
“Zheng Dandan…”
Lu Shengmo read out the name, since Zheng Dandan seldom sent him messages since Liangcheng last time.
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, but
Lu Sheng didn’t like or comment, and slid over silently.
The next one is a bit funny.
The angle of view is facing the TV screen, red wine and barbecue are placed on the table in front of you, and the copywriting is – “It’s so cool to come back from the mission and watch the students I taught before fight in the National Martial Arts Competition!”
Contact Qin Shaojun.
“…”
Lu Sheng also saw Dong Qingxue’s comments under this circle of friends, which also had three points.
Dongqingxuefa’s circle of friends happened to be next to Qin Shaojun’s.
The two have similar ideas for taking pictures, but the results are very different.
Dong Qingxue’s circle of friends simply shared a photo.
her desk.
On the desk are some well-arranged books and gadgets, the background is a blurred computer screen, and on the screen is the silhouette of Lu Sheng punching…
Look, this is the gap in the realm of pretense!
Lu Sheng looked at it and wanted to laugh, and suddenly remembered Dong Qingxue’s name in the spouse column of personal data in the dream space.
Immediately I didn’t want to laugh anymore, and hurriedly quit the circle of friends.
Unknowingly, Lu Sheng has become a star figure in the circle of friends, and has also become a heavy or light concern in many people’s hearts.
The feeling of not coming made Lu Sheng temporarily lose interest in entering the dream space to practice.
He didn’t want to go to bed so early.
“Let’s go for a walk…”
Lu Sheng pulled on a coat casually and walked out of the room.
 …
On the top of the cumulus mountain, the night wind is bitter.
A thin layer of snow had accumulated on the Budao Plaza on the top platform, and the temperature dropped below minus ten degrees.
A petite and cute figure wearing a milky white thin down was standing on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, exhaling into the night sky.
“almost…”
Zhang Jue rubbed his little frozen hands and turned around.
As Sheng Miao, who surpasses the martial arts school, her martial arts practice route has long been planned by the transcended martial arts saint.
Practicing the secret breath for half an hour every night, Zhang Jue didn’t dare to miss it all day.
The closer this breathing method is to nature, the better the effect, and it is also the main reason why Zhang Jue ran to the top of the mountain to blow the cold wind without sleeping in the middle of the night.
“It’s cold..”
After more than half an hour of cold wind blowing outdoors at a temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, even Zhang Jue, a warrior with a strength of level six, could not bear the porcelain baby face, and was flushed from the cold.
She glanced overhead.
The night sky at the top of the mountain is very clear, and you can see beautiful stars.
Zhang Jue stared at it for a while, feeling a little reluctant to leave.
Suddenly at this time, there were light footsteps in my ears.
“rustle…”
It was the sound of someone walking slowly on the snow.
It was also when this voice sounded that Zhang Jue found that the night sky above his head was no longer clear.
Large swaths of black fog shadows that only she could see spread from the direction of the sound.
The stars are covered one by one, the stars and the moon (bafe) have no light, and the deeper night falls…
Zhang Jue turned his head abruptly.
The footsteps stopped abruptly, and a tall and slender figure stood tens of meters away from her and looked at her quietly.
That figure merged with the darkness completely, the shadow rose from behind, and a pair of eyes shone slightly…
It’s him!
Zhang Jue’s heart tightened, and his body straightened instantly.
Fear surged up like a tide, she lowered her head almost subconsciously, and quickly ran in another direction.
“Am I that scary?”
Looking at the quickly disappearing figure, Lu Sheng touched his cheek inexplicably.
Obviously, the number of names on the spouse column of personal data is increasing day by day, but why do I feel that my relationship with the opposite sex has never been good?
Lu Sheng didn’t understand.
 …
The morning at the top of the mountain is always earlier than that at the bottom of the mountain.
Many people ran to the platform to watch the sunrise.
Lu Sheng put on a T-shirt and was about to go out. After thinking about it, he put on his coat again.
Maybe my parents will see him in today’s game, wear less clothes, and have to blame him later.
While Lu Sheng was having breakfast in the cafeteria with the Qisheng college students, people came up one after another from the foot of the mountain.
These people got up early and climbed up the mountain for today’s final.
I ran from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain in one breath, sweating all over, and my blood boiled all over. Watching the sunrise on Cumulus Mountain again, I was so happy that I couldn’t help shouting.
Outside the cafeteria door, there are sounds like howling of apes one after another,Quite lively.
“You’d better pray that you don’t meet me in today’s competition…”
When Lu Sheng went out for breakfast, he saw a group of people from Qisheng University gathered around the entrance of the cafeteria.
A tower-like figure more than two meters high blocked the gate tightly, warning Wen Jingyan in a low voice.
Wen Jingyan’s face was ugly, but he didn’t speak.
A group of students from the Seventh Holy University also dared not speak out.
Lu Sheng recognized this guy’s identity.
One of the twin stars of the Jidao Martial Art Museum, what does it seem to be called… Chao Chou, the Demon Pole Star!
“Lu Sheng is here.”
Someone shouted, and in an instant, everyone at the door looked at Lu Sheng.
The people of Qisheng University seemed to have a backbone all of a sudden, and they all looked at him excitedly.
Wen Jingyan and Mojixing Chao Cha also noticed Lu Sheng’s arrival.
The former obviously breathed a sigh of relief, while the latter set his eyes on him with interest.
A bit of cruelty appeared in his eyes, he grinned, and slit his throat at Lu Sheng.
“You too…”
Chao Chou didn’t finish his sentence.
Suddenly there was a sudden gust of wind blowing.
His heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and it tightened suddenly.
The strong sense of crisis made the alarm sound in his heart, and his scalp became numb in an instant, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
While breathing, a figure appeared in front of him as if teleporting.
Staring at him indifferently, he raised his hand to grab him.
The martial artist of Chao Chou reacted instinctively, his whole body surged with qi and blood, his two-meter-high tower-like body suddenly swelled, and a white wave of air visible to the naked eye exploded around him.
But all his protection in front of that person was like a fragile dam in front of a tsunami, and it collapsed after a little blocking.
A big hand ripped open his defenses violently, grabbed his neck, and his five fingers sank deeply into the flesh, lifting him up alive.
“You are in front of me again…”
“Try pointing fingers?”
Lu Sheng grabbed Chao Chou in front of his face like he was catching a chick, and said each word in a calm tone.
Chao Cut’s pupils contracted, and his eyes protruded little by little.
He could clearly hear the “creaking” sound of the brittle bones of the throat being squeezed and deformed from his neck.
He tried to break the grip of that big hand, but he felt more and more that the other party was unshakable.
An unprecedented sense of fear and despair spread from the bottom of my heart…
he thinks…
I am about to die.
Just then…
 …
Ask for a monthly pass, flowers.
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