Legend of the Asura

Scorpio Fengyun's face is gloomy, Xiaoyue's brows are wrinkled, Nangong sisters are exclaimed, the **** field is ruthless, and more people's reaction is unbearable and fearful, but no one dares to say anything because they are afraid of it. Touching the sorrow of Shura, you will be the next bloodless. Can be so inhumane insults without fear of systematic punishment, and who dares to touch his scales.

Only Feng Yao, who is usually soft in the water, is very strange and quiet in this situation. There is no mercy and blame in the fascinating beauty, as if everything should be...even, not enough.

The weeping blood knife took a deep breath and said with a low voice: "If our young master has offended you, I will apologize to you on your behalf. Please let me go first." The bully is not what the husband calls."

"Stubbornly weak!?" The **** mad knife did not think that this sentence would completely arouse his anger. The wind smashed the repairing thorn and kicked it on the bloodless head. He kicked his body out and squatted on the barrier around the arena. The blood trough was cleared, and the corpse fell slowly against the transparent barrier. Soon it was taken away by a burst of white light.

"What **** reincarnation, shit! Roll it!"

Disdain to the extreme sounds such as the poisonous arrow through the heart, the **** back to the audience of more than 100 people face ugly to the extreme. Some of the weeping blood knives did not dare to look directly at the cold-eyed gaze, and licked their teeth and shouted: "Let's go!"

The white light flashed frequently, and the crowd gathered in front of the stage quickly disappeared. Faces sweeping the floor, helping the Lord to be humiliated, they have no face to stay in this arena.

"Humph!"

The entire arena is very quiet, only the faint coldness before the disappearance of Shura seems to have a great magic for a long time in the ear.

After 1 minute, a post with a high click-through rate appeared on the reincarnation forum: "There was no blood in the reincarnation - the first player to be kicked alive by the reincarnation. 》

Longwei stood up and watched the game calmly. The Jianmei provoked a few times. "Let's check out the hatred of Shura and the Beiming family."

"It's very difficult." Wang Bo answered truthfully. Even the real identity of Lian Shulu is unknown, and it is really difficult to find out. Perhaps the only way to get started is to find out all the possible enemies of the North Myald over the years.

"Try your best." Longwei waved helplessly. He can't control the world of reincarnation.

..................

"what!!!!"

The sound of the smashed sound of the object and the beast-like venting stunned the servants of the North meditation, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath. A calm-looking man stood on the side of a middle-aged person with no expression. The young master who is desperately slamming all kinds of things like a madman is far from calm on the surface.

"Enough!" The middle-aged man with a majestic face finally opened his mouth, but his voice was not loud, but there was a faint pressure and irresistible in his honest voice. His name is Beitangtang. The previous generation of the North Ming family owner, because he did not like housework, committed everything to his son early.

A faint sentence made Bei Ming rushing to the whole body, slowly squatting on the ground, breathing heavily, flashing hateful eyes scatter the viper-like light.

Beitangtang slowly stood up and walked up to him. He looked at his face with a blank expression. His son, who was full of temperament, was disappointed and deplored with his eyes, and his right hand was lifted high.

Snapped!

North Fury Knife was shocked, but finally did not hold back what he said. Growing up with the North Ming Chongyun, he first saw his father's slap in the face.

This slap in the face also completely smashed the North Ming Chongyun. He was beaten by the head of the past for a while and then turned back. His eyes looked at his overcast father.

"Look at what you are now!! A Shura in a game can blow you into this way. What qualifications do you have to inherit the owner of my North Mystery!! Shura said yes, you are a waste!! I am north There is no such son in the hall!!” The chest of Beitangtang was undulating with extreme anger, and the clenched hands creaked.

His father’s voice rang like a thunder in his ear. His eyes finally had a focal length. Looking at his father’s red eyes and extremely disappointing eyes, he violently screamed: “I am not a waste! I am not a waste!"

"Not a waste!? Then you will stand up for me, and then rely on your ability to defeat the person who humiliated you! Instead of venting here like a dog that was disabled!"

......

The dog that was disabled by the father... The words of the father made the heart of Bei Ming Chongyun seem to be pierced by thousands of steel needles in an instant.

Supporting the ground, he stood up in a difficult way, and several sharp pieces of glass plunged into the palm of his hand, drawing a deep wound of blood and blood, but he seemed to have no sense. Eyes and voices are calmer and more disturbing: "Dad... You can rest assured that I will be able to get back thousands of times of shame today."

His eyes at the moment made Beitangtang seem to see a wild wolf ready to go. He patted his shoulder with satisfaction, and turned back and said: "The knives, immediately take the rush to bandage."

North Fury quickly promised to rush and hold his arm. From the moment he started from Beiqin Chongyun Station, he vaguely felt that he had changed... from frivolous and arrogant, to the forbearance and enthusiasm.

......

After the arbitrarily vented, the mood of the wind suddenly refreshed a lot, and the resentment in the heart was slightly dispersed. After accompanying the water for a while, he walked out of the hall and looked at Chen Binger at the poolside on a large column at the door. The pool of soft, hot air was covered with a thick layer of ice as she approached.

"Thinking about your ice sister?" Feng Yao walked over to him and leaned against his body. Throughout the afternoon, they were not in the same place to mention the things at the Wudou Conference.

The wind shook a little and did not deny, "Is there really no room for recovery between Binger and her father?"

Feng Yao was silent for a while, and the beautiful eyes looked at the ice sculptures on the side of the pool: "The hatred of her father has been ingrained for so many years, it is too difficult to change, and..." She looked at him and smiled softly: " Will there be more men who rely on her brother to rely on? If there is really someone who can melt the ice between her and her father, that person must be a brother."

This answer did not make the wind feel surprised. Chen Binger’s attachment to him was vaguely felt, and Feng Yao’s said that he had thought about it several times.

"What about the Duanmu Yiren? Is it forbidden to be at home?" The wind asked another question, and he faintly regretted that she was eager to agree to her absurd demands. Once she is connected to her home, everything will be exposed.

"My brother will handle it well." Feng Yao kissed him on his face and ran away: "I am going to see the soft sister."

"Hey, the moths that fight the fire... You should already have the consciousness of being imprisoned." Touching the place where the faint scent is left on the face, the wind is whispering to himself, which determines that Duanmuyi is very long in the future. The fate of a period of time.

If you move, you should go where... Yao’s and Ruo’s freedom, how to recapture. The wind sighed helplessly, and he had to face too many things.

List of the top 16 battles:

Morning: Maple Leaf Mania vs Chiyan Magic Fire, Knife vs. Doomsday Hand, Destroy the Soul vs. Weeping Blood Knife, Avengers vs Devil Wolf - Mad. Afternoon: Xiaotian a sword vs ice, the universe is invincible, baby vs. love Feng Yao dream, hate the sky vs. Chiyan burning sky, Scorpio Fengyun vs Shura.

I took a quick look at it. This list of battles has long been guessed when he announced the list of 32 strong. On the eighth day of the Wudou Conference, tomorrow, the world’s major theaters will compete in the top 16 at the same time. In the morning, Huaxia District will compete in the 16th Division of the b zone and compete in the 16th Division of the promotion in the afternoon. The discerning eye has seen that the morning and afternoon games are obviously not in a grade.

This list of the top 16 is by no means the true top 16, and the heart of the wind has already had the most correct strength ranking.

After soft sleep, the wind was already at 10 o'clock in the evening, and the two girls had already showered and slept. The dinner on the table is still a touch of heat.

"Tomorrow, maybe it will add another member that should not appear... Forget it, just do it for her. After all, I may have ruined her life."

After dinner, I was standing on the balcony, my heart was scattered... Do you really have to move? It is not a last resort, he really does not want to make such a choice. Because in this small villa, there are too many memories that he can't give up.

The wind swelled and leaped through the half-opened window on the balcony into the room of the two girls, and there was no sound when it landed.

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