Battle Book (Seeking Subscribe)

When the figure appeared, Qi Ping's heart leaked and jumped, and sweaty hair was almost exploded.

It was not the identity of the other party, but that he did not notice the arrival of the other party at all.

As if it suddenly appeared, if in the battle, it was equivalent to being close to myself ... Qi Ping Ning looked at it, showing a smile: "Brother Chen."

In front of this person, there was a white coat, and there were sachets hanging around his waist. Although he was middle -aged, his face was handsome, and he was quite romantic.

Hearing the words, the exquisite beard raised by the two skim trimming, and his eyes brightened: "Do you recognize me?"

Nonsense, I haven't seen the portrait before? Qi Ping's belly, the spring breeze on the face:

"Brother Chen's reputation is like thunderous ears, and his junior admires for a long time. Today, when you see it today, you are better than rumors."

Chen Furong laughed, patted his shoulder, and said:

"Yes, I can talk, better than those who can only practice and have a stupid mind in my mind. I appreciate you very much. Oh, when I came back two days ago, I wanted to see you, but I didn’t take time.

Virtual, there are people after the academy. "

Qi Ping's face was flattered.

Next to, Du Yuanchun was sour, thinking that he was also a brother, but you have never touted me.

Chen Furong laughed, careless, reached out to hold Qi Ping's shoulder, and smiled:

"Today, the demon tribe retreats, and will never stun the flags. Without expectations, it is the turn of us. Waiting for things to end, take your brother, take you Baiji this Kyoto green building, do you sleep after sleeping?

Find a Kyoto head card. "

"..." Qi Ping smiled politely without losing embarrassment, thinking about it, and said:

"Brother Chen has a good intention, but Hua Kui may not be invited."

"Why?"

The cricket with a folding fan came over and said faintly: "Because Kyoto Hua Kui is managing things in his house."

Chen Furong: ??

"Go, try to bring my good apprentices." Xi curtain snorted coldly and dragged Chen Furong away.

Qi Ping was crying and laughing, and suddenly found that there were more personal shadows in front of him.

Well, the head is not tall, messy black hair, thick and black eyebrows, short dress, and straw shoes under your feet.

The soil girl hugged her shoulders, raised her mouth, and was a little bit angry. The bangs hanging from her forehead covered one eye, sneered, and revealed her teeth:

"you……"

Hualan opened his mouth, suddenly stunned, and forgot what he wanted to say.

She stomped annoyedly, and the bluestone floor was "click" to break:

"Damn, I clearly think about it, forget it."

Mumbled, the tender girl "Peng" disappeared in place, and the soil left.

Dongfang Liuyun came over and explained: "My sister is not good."

Qi Ping: "... understand."

Dongfang Liuyun arched his hands, hurriedly ran out, worried that Hualan had forgotten the way to return to the courtyard, launched a fire, causing things.

Then, Qin Guan, who had a dark brown skin, also walked over in the back of his head, nodded at him, smiled at Qi Ping, and was about to speak. Qin Guan turned his head and walked away.

Qi Pingmu turned his face and turned back to Du Yuanchun: "These three Tianjiao ... really have a personality."

Du Yuanchun rolled his eyes, and the black and red brocade dragged the ground: "Go."

I feel that every time Qi Ping participates in the big occasion, he must do something. He is very tired as a leader.

Nympho

Nympho

The Mei Banquet was over. What happened at this banquet also gradually spread through the participants' mouths.

However, people in Nancheng are still waiting.

In the small courtyard, the door of the hall was open, and the brazier was burning in the threshold. The snowy days were closed, and the people could only be bored in the house.

"At this time, the Mei Yan should end."

The white horns, the white -lined hand, stood at the door, looking outside the house, his eyes were full of concerns.

Behind him, the three girls sat around a table of fat, Yun Qing'er had no heart or lungs to eat pastries, and said:

"He doesn't take us, go to eat delicious one by one."

She has a little temper.

Qi Yan and Xiang Xiaoyuan were not echoed, but they also longed for.

Yun Lao's face was helpless, and he said that the stupid grandson had only food.

Sitting in the hall, Lin Miaomiao, who was holding the account, raised his head, and said gently:

"You are anxious and useless, sit down and wait for him to come back, you know."

She knew that Tai Fu was worried about the situation, but she was a businessman and could not beak.

Yun Lao sighed, how can you not be in a hurry? The demon tribe is difficult, and it must be attentive. Once the court does not deal with it ...

As a person in the Northwest Battle of the year, the old man could not bear the hard -to -come peaceful peace.

"Squeak." At this time, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and several people hurriedly looked, but saw that the coming people were Yao Guang.

Hu Ji -looked wearing a black cloak, covering the veil, holding the pastry box as usual as usual, and walked over with a smile: "Master Qi hasn't come back yet?"

Lin Miao Miao put the account book on the table, and said faintly: "The girl of Yao Guang is not sitting at home, not afraid of the wind and cold."

Yao Guang pouted and smiled, twisted his hips, walked in generously, handed the food box to Yun Qinger:

"Master Qi is here, and the wind and cold are naturally not afraid."

Then, the two peers were weird to talk to each other. The words seemed to be calm, but the guns and sticks were swinged, and the dark tide surged.

The three girls sat in tacitly, eating melon and watching the show, saying that they did n’t see the fight between the two for a while, and they were not used to it.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard suddenly "squeaked" again, Qi Ping led the horse into the door, holding a food box in his hand.

"Big Brother!" Qi Yanteng got up.

Two women of fighting off the war.

Qi Ping laughed and responded, approached the hall, looked at Yao Guang, and said with a smile:

"Girl Yaoguang is here, just right, taste the food I packed back, it is the superior dishes of Mei Banquet, a chopstick is not moved."

Yun Qing'er hiped the old and hates the old, and Le Diandian hugged his hands, and abandoned Yao Guang's bribery.

Mr. Yun said anxiously: "How is it? Is it difficult for the demon clan?"

Qi Ping sat in the big chair: "Yes."

"That……"

Qi Ping glanced at Yaoguang and laughed: "The monster loses."

Yao Guang's smile disappeared.

Nympho

Post hall.

In a spacious room.

The owner of the Demon Embassy was sitting in a circle.

The face is ugly.

Although the difficulty of this time is the leading of the "eagle", the "pigeon faction" also has the mind of tentativeness.

Standing on the standpoint of the demon country, of course, they hope that the Liang Kingdom will lose.

In this case, it is war is peace, and the initiative is on its own.

However, no one expected that in the end, it was the result. Mr. Xun won the entire Ministry of War, but lost to a person who was ignored by them and thought it would not affect the impact.

"You shouldn't admit defeat. He won the chess battle and recited the book, which does not mean that he knows how to use the soldiers." A demon ambassador said, "This is the shame of my family."

Mr. Xun sat in place, his eyes were closed slightly, and he returned to the station on his own. He was this look.

Wen Yan said calmly: "It doesn't make sense. The boy was a little bit wrong.

"You mean ..." A ambassador tentatively.

Mr. Xun looked at the three monsters of the jade unicorn, and immediately looked at Zhiji Jing: "Start according to the original plan."

The difficulty of Mei Yan was just the opening. The real competition was never just that.

The monster is a group that advocates personal bravery and strength.
To be continued...