After seeing Lan Ran's "saving" Natalia, Caine smiled slightly
Natalia, of course, is his avatar. It is a ‘swordsman’ -owned swordsman ’that opened with a piece of spirit king fragments.
He has already seen the future of Lan Ranya Youzhong's entry into Bill Mark. Although mirror flowers and water can deceive omnipotent and omnipotent, now Carine has entered the ranks of 'transcendences', and the gap between the spiritual pressure of Blue Dye is extremely great.
And he still has no intention of thinking, and the future of seeing blue dye is easy.
"Lan Ran all appeared on the stage of Jingling Ting, it's really ... I can't wait to have a trace of afterwards."
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The fire spread in the mountains, the fiery fire burned sin, and it was burning time ...
Time is like shuttle. In the world of longevity, it is not long and long for a year or two. It has been gradually forgotten the grief of the past from the dark jihad in the past century.
Although the investigation of the pretender may have been a job that lasts for hundreds of years and thousands of years, after losing Ozma, the pretender is no longer the main enemy.
Death and virtuality returned to the initial state again, hostile but incomplete hostile.
In this state, a strange thing happened ...
The captain of the eleventh team, the eight thousand stream sword eight actually filed a transfer application to Room 46!
"Captain!" The deputy captain of the eleventh team was puzzled, and he said emotionally, "Why do you leave the eleven team?‘ Sword Eight ’, only you can match it!"
The eight thousand streams who were packing did not stop, she took off the captain of the eleven team, Yu Zhi, and said at the same time
"This is exactly the world of impermanence, but as a god of death, I will fight with the power of virtuality. Those who originally in the forty -six room will not be assured."
"But ... but the captain Luxing has made every effort for hundreds of years, he has done his best in the dark jihad! What are the qualifications of those fat pigs?"
"What's more, where do the captain go after the eleven team?!"
"Go to the Four Fan."
"Well? Is it the Si Fan Team?! Is it ... In the urban legend circulating in Jingling Ting, the" Four Fan Team Captain Hua Zhilie and the eleven team captain eight thousands of sisters' is it true?!
"
The appearance of the two was extremely similar. Many new generations of death did not know the past of the flowers of the puppet, so there was this rumor.
"Boring story." Eight thousand streams said lightly, "If you have this time, go to swing 10,000 times."
"……team leader……"
"Also, since today, I am not your captain, nor is it‘ sword eight ’.” Eight Thousand Liu suddenly laughed, and then said to the house of the house.
"You are."
"What?!" The house was widened, "Why is me?!"
"Have you reached the level of solution? Show the house, don't be afraid of the power of your solution.
"I ... still can't accept it."
"People ... are you always going to grow. Didn't Jingle Chunshui and Fangzhu Shiro be the captain? You and Jingle are also friends at the same time? Work hard, let yourself really match the two" Sword Eight ".
Words. "
Although from the beginning ...
Jian Ba is destined to have nothing to do with them ...
The real selection of Jian Eight is only in the two battles hundreds of years later.
八 …… …… ………
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On the flat road, there is a brisk horseshoe.
Outside the carriage window, looking at the wide Jingling Avenue and the bustling crowd, Mocheng Shuang could not help but have some envy.
"Shuangye"
The cold voice interrupted the thoughts of the mole city, which scared him. He hurriedly adjusted his posture.
Looking back, it was unexpected that the mother was looking at herself with a harsh eyes. It seemed full of blame.
"Tell you how many times, here is a correct posture. Sit so crooked, but it will be despised by the real nobles."
The mother's brows frowned slightly, with fast -paced anxiety in the words, but they tried to eliminate this anxiety and wanted to make you look graceful and decent.
However, Mo City only sees unscrupulous, such as clown and ridiculous.
But he can understand ...
Mog City's family was originally a lower -level noble. The ancestors used Wu Lue to win the status of the nobles for future generations, but the descendants only knew that they were enjoyable. They could only escape in the dark jihad. They waited until the limelight came back to the Jingling Ting.
Such behaviors are not accepted by the new world, and they are not recognized.
Especially with the emergence of the emerging businessmen, lower -level nobles such as Mocheng Family were hit by the most hit by this new class.
The merchants look down on the subordinate nobles who have settled down, and the superiors of the superiors also look down on the seller's production to barely maintain the subordinate nobles who have the decentness of the nobles.
Especially, choose the subordinate nobles of business ...
After the rise of the colorless crystal, the Mocheng family invested in the wave, and reluctantly caught up with the end of the flow, so that it made a not much wealth. At least it does not need to change the seller's property like other colleagues.
But because of their own business in person, they were even looked down upon by those aristocrats.
Mog City Shuangye is born in such a family.
"In any case, you must not do the behavior that affects his father's career. Do you understand what I mean?"
The mother is eager to integrate into the real noble class, but the long -term business has already made the family of Mo City covered with the breath of the market.
Mo -city Shuangye nodded with a machine generally. If he was this mother, he had heard it dozens of times.
In the aristocratic streets, people wear clothes very high -end, people are as mighty as the soldiers who have gained and defeated Ozma in person. Walking on ordinary neighborhoods are like gems when walking.
old.
"It's boring ..."
Obviously, I have embarked on different ways, but I have to fight for it to squeeze my own class.
The nobles look down, right?
Thinking about it in his heart, he once again put his eyes out of the carriage.
Then he froze, because he saw a rough man who was very different from the aristocratic style.
In a moment, he turned back and then staggered with himself.
Mog City Shuang also saw that the eleven team captain Yaori behind the man who ran over ...
"Huh, the barbaric of the eleven team, you will become a real noble in the future, you must not enter the thirteen teams."
The mother seemed to see it, so the chattering words began torture again ...