The corridor outside Wujianmen is dark and empty, and the figure of Mao Zhihua cannot be seen.

Gengmu Jianba turned around and shouted back: "The flower of Mao is not here, you can come out."

call.

Heimu stepped behind him instantly, poked a head out, looked out from side to side, and did not notice the spiritual pressure, "It seems that he has really left."

"You are so scared, don't do that."

Geng Mu Jianba rolled his eyes.

"I was very angry at that time. If I didn't do that, I felt anger in my heart.

After all, it’s not that you concealed the situation in advance, it’s really not a brother.”

Halfway through the conversation, the responsibility was pushed to Gengmu Jianba's head and hammered his broad back.

Mu Jianba was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and stepped out of the endless door, "You are going to meet her when you go back to the fourth team, what's the use of hiding now?"

Heimu followed, and the door automatically closed, "I plan to hide outside for two days first, and then go back when she gets angry."

"Go to my place, the 11th team has some sleeping places."

Gengmu Jianba invited him with anticipation.

Kuroki thought for a while and when he arrived at the Eleventh Team, he might either fight with Jianba or prepare to fight with Jianba every day.

Who can stand it if you fight Jian Ba ​​every day?

"Forget it, I don't want to fight you every day, just vent it once a while."

"As long as you kill me, you will be the captain of the 11th Team. It is better than staying in the 4th Team as a head officer."

Mu Jianba didn't want to give up yet, he longed for more battles that could match him.

Looking at the entire Lingting Court, it is impossible for Mao Zhihua Lie to fight again. There is no reason and I don’t want to.

Yamamoto Besanoki is the captain of the captain, and he has a lot of things to do. It is not easy to fight with the other party.

Kyora Harumizu and Kuriki Shiraya, he was very interested, and the two were unwilling to cooperate.

After thinking about it, he was the black wood in front of him, which was the most suitable for fighting with him.

Kuroki said angrily: "What are the benefits of being your captain of the 11th League? Leading a large group of rough men to fight around?"

Geng Mu Jianbayi looked at him for granted, "What else do you have to be dissatisfied?"

"I would rather be an ordinary player in the fourth team than go to the 11th team to be the captain."

Kuroki refused his words and kept moving up the dark steps, and the sun finally appeared in front of him.

Mu Jianba had no choice, "If you change your mind, you can come to the Eleventh Team to find me at any time."

"It won't be that day." Kuroki answered firmly, walking out of the underground prison of Shinho, bright sunshine spread across the earth.

White square towers stand on the earth, as if they cannot see the end.

He thought about it and went to the Hei Mu family to spend some time in the evening. Where would he go during the day?

After thinking for a while, Heimu came to the conclusion that hiding alone was not a solution, but he still had to find a way to make the captain angry.

Such things are more clear to women.

Ranju... I am working during the day and it is not easy to disturb me, so I should go to Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy.

He made up his mind to say goodbye to Gengmu Jianba, and rushed to Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy in an instant.

Gengmu Jianba also returned to the 11th team.

Their spiritual pressure is far away from Zhenyang District.

"They're leaving."

Yamamoto Jinrisai stood in front of the guardrail, putting his hands on his cane, and his beard, which was blown by the wind.

This is the chief captain's office.

Mao Zhihua Lie sat on the ground, three stacked wall mountains piled up on both sides, and in front of them were piled up coiled mountains.

She restored her spiritual pressure by eating frantically.

Such a irritating way will become a burden to others.

She will not have any problems with having a special digestive method.

Gudong, she swallowed her last bite of rice, took the black tea handed over by Quebu, and drank the water as Gululu, put the empty cup on the ground, grabbed the knife with her hand, "That little devil, I'm going to kill him!"

She stood up and wanted to leave the gate.

Yamamoto Jinrijusai turned around, opened his eyes with a narrowed eye and said, "If you want to kill him, you only need the next order. Why do you need to do it yourself?"

Maozhihua Lie stopped at the door and turned around and said, "Who allowed Heimu to open all the way to Wujian, the bottom floor of the underground prison?"

Yamamoto Jinrijusai scratched his temple with an innocent look on his face: "The defense has been really relaxed recently."

"Without your acquiescence, how could that little devil break into Wujian! What are you thinking?"

"Maozhihua," Yamamoto Tsinyarisai stopped fooling him, "You have changed. If it were you in the past, you could kill anyone who disturbs your battle without mercy.

Now, can you really kill Heimu with your heart?"

"..." Maozhi Hualie pursed his lips, his beautiful face covered with a layer of haze. She said she wanted to kill her. If she really encountered it, she would probably not be able to do that.

"In today's battle, you will completely untie the seal of Gengmu, and you will also hand over the title of Jian Ba ​​to him."

Yamamoto Toshirijusai gently knocked down the ground with his cane, "The first generation of Jian Yamamoto's Flower Baqianliu is dead, so you can be the captain of the fourth ranks in the future."

"Captain, you're sophistry."

"Well, when people get older, they will become smoother."

Yamamoto Besanyama nodded and admitted that he did not need to put on the air of a captain in the matter outside of business, and could solve it with a peaceful attitude.

Mao Zhihua Lie held the knife tightly in his hand, and could not give an answer in his heart for a long time.

Give up the identity of the first generation Jian Ba, which means giving up the battle.

If she doesn't give up, if she wants to pursue her original self, she will kill Heimu.

Because the flowers of Maozhi Eight Thousand Lifts will never allow a person who insults his own battle to survive.

"I'll go back first." Kaori Mao did not choose to answer on the spot, and left the guardrail in an instant.

The sound of the wind poured into the ears, and the long hair without restraints flew, and the scar without cover, became less hot than before.

She remembered the relief at that time and let go.

Did the first generation of Jianba really hand over the famous master?

It seems that way, but it seems that it is not.

Mao Zhihua Lie was unable to believe it, and was very upset and returned to the fourth team.

When she fell into the office, she saw Yongyin burying her desk and working hard to handle official duties.

She remembered that apart from the black wood, there was a more difficult person waiting for her.

All the worries are gone, and her mind is full of a problem. How should she deal with Yongyin?

Before she could come up with the answer, Yuki Toshi shook his hand and directly drew a bar on the report, "Captain?"

"Yes." Kaori Mao nodded, not knowing what to say.

Yuyin Huche rushed over and hugged her and cried, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Like a child.

Maozhi Hualie's eyes became gentler, and guilt emerged in his heart. He touched her head with his hand, "How ugly is it to be so big that he is crying like this."
Chapter completed!