Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

As soon as the battle was over, Fa Tian returned with Jinji and Xu Xing. Xu Xing's face was very stinky and his body was dirty.

Su Ningshu said with a smile to Fa Tian: "Here you are."

Qi Fatian glanced at Sang Liang and nodded at Ning Shu: "Here you are."

Su Ningshu jumped off the swing and walked to Fatian and said, "Today, we will say goodbye to the past completely."

Qi Fatian: "Okay."

King Xu: "What are you talking about, who is this person, Ning Shu, can you fix the problem of picking things up?"

Su Ningshu was expressionless; "You picked it up, too."

Wu Sangliang stared at Fa Tian and determined his identity. "Whip."

"Who are you?" Fa Tian asked, not to blame Fa Tian for not recognizing Sang Liang, the temperament is different, even if they have the same face, it also feels like two people.

Sang Liang's silver hair is now gone, but silver and white are interlaced.

Qi Fatian has little dealing with Sang Liang, knowing that such a number exists.

Wu Ningshu: "The main system."

Oh Fatian said, "Have you been here?"

Wu Ningshu: "I tied it, but I didn't take the initiative to tie it in. The period was a bit complicated."

Qi Fatian: "Then you asked me to come back because my uncle is coming."

Su Ningshu nodded. "It should be here soon. Don't worry."

Qi Fatian: "... I'm not in a hurry."

I was waiting for the gap, all three went to wash, and Fengchen came back, and needed to wash and eat enough to cope with the next battle.

If you have enough time, you can take a nap.

Xu Ningshu also dressed up, **** the loose hair, combed it into a tight ball head, and clamped the diamond hair clip to the broken hair.

Brushing her teeth and drenching her eyes, she loses her vigor, and her spirits are lively and invincible, which is enough to sting the heart of old things.

He didn't bother to dress her up so carefully.

Sui Ningshu shivered, Sang Liang glanced at her, and Ning Shu asked Sang Liang with a smile: "Do I look good, am I young, am I cute, am I strong?"

Bian Sangliang shut up and said, Ning Shu Xiaozui Biao Biao: "But you and your uncle are not good-looking, not young, and not cute. As for the strong, that is even more uncertain."

Sang Liang closed his eyes and looked at Ning Shu, and finally sighed, "You, there is no grace."

"Politeness, I don't have this thing. My favorite thing to dare is to go down the rock, but also to make a layer of cement and get the manhole cover."

I didn't see you talking about manners when you killed people, it was your turn to say that others had no manners.

Uncle Wu stopped with a group of people in front of the courtyard, the team was quiet and quiet, the flag hunted, and the farmyard in front of them was almost overturned by this momentum.

Shaky and firm. Stand up.

Su Ningshu immediately tied Sang Liang. Sang Liang looked at the vine on her body, or the previous vine. Could you find a softer vine?

Xu Ningshu dragged Sang Liang like a dog, confronted his uncle, and Tian turned into a light in Ning Shu's hands.

Sui Ningshu turned the whip in her hands and felt that the whip became heavier and darker. The darkness carried a matte dark, not a translucent black.

颜色 This color seems to be more simple and glamorous, without any glory on the body. It is restrained to an ordinary whip, even if it is thrown on the road, it is estimated how many people pick it up.

Treasures are obscure.

I feel that Fatian has grown a lot, they are almost separated. To what extent Fatian has grown, in fact, Ning Shu is not very clear.

After a while, you should know the power of cutting sky.

Sang Liang and his uncle's expressions were very indifferent. The two made eye contact, and Sang Liang lowered his head and did not touch the uncle's eyes.

Su Ning shuffled the vines and dragged Sang Liang a bit. In front of so many people, Sang Liang was like a slave, without dignity.

I especially have so many subordinates.

But his expression was still indifferent, not at all worried about his encounter.

This picture looks like death, and Ning Shu said improperly: "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"The destruction of an organization, a country, or even a family is accompanied by death." He said lightly.

Sui Ningshu snorted, did Sang Liang say that he wanted to destroy with Law Hai and the organization?

Should she applaud Sang Liang's noble conduct?

The uncle glanced at Ning Shu and Sang Liang, and even rolled his eyes. He didn't even bother to say anything. He glanced at An He, and An He got a sigh of relief. Let it go, or we'll start working on our side. "

Wu Ningshu: "I will not let go."

Lu Anhe: ...

Do you like him?

I have no talk at all.

I guess not only is Ning Shu tired of such contacts and inexplicable battles, the uncle is even more bored. With a wave of his hand, there is no room for buffering, and the two sides are caught off guard.

As for Sang Liang, the uncle doesn't care about his life, Ning Shu is too lazy to deal with it.

The two sides collided together like water and fire, trying to annihilate each other.

The various props over the 绚 organization were like gorgeous fireworks, all of them were thrown away towards Ning Shu, dazzling to the point where people could hardly open their eyes.

Sui Ningshu relied on Jinlong's strong defense and the aggressiveness of the sky to resist these items one by one.

Of course, these appetizers can't be reached, but they were tentatively tested before the war and emphasized their attitude.

Auntie is that her yard is unlucky again and she has to rebuild it. Ning Shu is so angry. Is it so easy to build a house?

She's got all the things she bought from the small world.

Is simply unforgivable.

She is really annoying enough, she has no contact with this organization, and has no idea what to do with the organization, let it be, and live her own life.

But Sang Liang just refuses to let her go, what am I owing you?

That being the case, it's either you crushed into mud, or I crushed into mud.

If someone has to die before it can be completely broken, then you die.

Su Ningshu grabbed Sang Liang next to him and threw it at the other side as a shield. Various props, like bombs from the sky, almost hit Sang Liang's body.

After a while of dazzling light, Sang Liang's figure had disappeared, and only a leather book slowly fell to the ground, splashing dust.

突然 The sudden death of the main system calmed down the whole scene, and the army stopped attacking in unison.

He opened his eyes and stared at the book with a leather cover.

Su Ningshu chuckled a smile. Even if she died, Sang Liang was counting people's hearts.

Even if the uncle had a one in 10,000 chance to avenge him, his purpose was achieved.

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