The Return of the Saint

At this moment, there is no existence, everything, only have pure death and pure life.

Socher your hands, Wu Hao slowly jumped to dance.

In the dance, a lightning is still chasing the body shape, just like following their source.

With the brilliance of electric light, Wu Wei danced in this death field.

Unconsciously, the lightning is no longer rushing to Wu Yu, but with each move of Wu Hao, consciously entered a wonderful trajectory.

A circle of lightning, surrounded by Wu, just like soldiers guarding their king, consciously resisting and assaining all foreign attacks.

The dance of this lightning, has made the peripheral ambus soldiers to stay completely.

It is very slow, but everything is very fast.

In a few minutes, Leiyun in the sky completely dissipated, and Wu Hao was arguing a dense linear lightning ring, which continued to shoot horror into the four weeks.

Wu Hao came to the central area of ​​the lightning, a young man with a large boring, his whispered, surrounded countless current.

This youth seems to be roaring, shouting.

Wu Wei can hear an angry and unsatisfactory echo from the lightning power.

Wu Hao slowly lifted his right hand high and then focused down.

The ring of the lightning around him rotated, rushed to the man in front.

A dazzling white light suddenly bursts, the rays, even dispersed the darkness of the night.

The soldiers of the micro-light are not covered with their own reach.

After a long time, the rays have gradually disappeared.

The soldiers opened their eyes, and the hundred mean hills in front have disappeared completely, staying in place, only a big pit in the square.

In the pit, standing with the light of the electric light, and there is a man who is completely lost and the man who is lying on the ground.

I don't know who it is, I sent a cheer.

Everyone turned his head to the soldier of this voice, and the soldier hurriedly covered his mouth.

Then the next second, the whole woods rang the cheering haules.

All soldiers were cheering, this soldier revealed the eyes, immediately released their hands, and joined the race of cheers.

Wu Wei stands in this cheers, quietly immersed.

This is the feeling of heroes?

Reach your hand, hold your right chest, Wu Yu looks at the sky, silently:

"Dad, Mom, Hong Lao, Cheng Shu, have you seen it?"

The moon is turning, the gang is hunted, and Wu Hao stands in the cheers of countless soldiers.

At this moment, Lei Yun dissipates, in the sky, there is no cloud.

Wei Huadong stood on the plane, holding a high-power telescope, looking at the slim shape below.

Adjust the badge of his chest, let it align Wu, and then happy.

Wei Huadong secret: "This should be no problem, right?"

At this moment, a bright cottage, except for a curtain on the wall, there is no modern electrical equipment, only a retro round table and a few simple clean chairs.

Several people sit on the chair and looked at the screen played on the curtain. It is the Wu Wei standing in the soldier cheering.

A man sitting on the head, one raised his hand, and the curtain was automatically turned off.

Open road:

"Vote."

The rest of the remaining people.

"In favor"

"In favor"

"Oppose"

"In favor"

"Oppose"

"Oppose"

Several people look at each other, with votes and opposition, 3 pairs 3, and flat.

The rest of the man looked at the head, the man who hasn't spoken yet.

Sinking, men slowly said:

"In favor"

It is day and night, at 11:34 late in the middle.

The Hua Guo is equipped with a special business handling team, formally established, the small team is a special brigade of the Central Military Region 'Oriental God Sword'.

At the same time, a top secret personal file is placed in a secreated library.

This is a paper data bag with a thick stack of materials, and the surface is written with special ink.

Wu Wei, male, 18 years old, Hua Guozhio special transaction processing team first member.

Archive confidential level: highest level

A bright red warning is covered in the sea.

236 Cui Jiaguan home

In the early morning, the rising is only, the green leaves are embracing and embellished with Yingying.

A roaring military card, with the roaring of the jet, came to a military camp.

A man carrying a bag, I walked down from the military card, hitting it with it, the military card was a dramatic roaring, turned and left.

The man quietly stood in front of this military camp, and the martial arts of the military camp was staring at him, but this man didn't care.