Nine Star Burden

(For the ice palace aes a ride to the dust alliance leader Gaga 5/10)

When the dinner was over, Jiang Xiao, lying on the sofa and drunk, really turned into a salty fish, staring at the ceiling stupidly, as if he had lost his dream

Jiang Xiao was carried back by He Xu with his shoulders crossed. However, he was much taller than Jiang Xiao, so he had to bend his knees to move forward. This was a pain for He Xu. After taking a few steps, He Xu directly put Jiang Xiao on his shoulders.

Although Jiang Xiao is 178m tall, trained all year round, and a bit heavy, for He Xu of the Xinghe Period, this is not a problem, he can carry Jiang Xiao with one hand.

The place where everyone eats hot pot is not far from the school, just one street away. Although this is the southern suburbs of the imperial capital, it is also a place where people come and go.

And Jiang Xiao, who was confused, seemed to realize that he would be rumored to be online again.

Until entering the alley of the south gate of the school, there were relatively few people in the society, and the main body became Xingwu students who ran out to live overnight.

Wu Yao is a celebrity, but few people say hello to her, but Song Chunxi and He Xu are different. On the way, a crying "Minister" called Jiang Xiao was restless.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiao felt He Xu's footsteps stopped, and he opened his eyes dimly, but saw an army, forming two teams, walking towards himself.

For a moment, Jiang Xiao's wine almost woke up!

Well, almost.

He struggled to fall down from He Xu's shoulders and opened his eyes hard. Although the black squads of the team were double-eyed in his eyes, the momentum was real.

Xingwu students in the streets gave way one by one, stood on both sides, stopped and watched, with complex emotions in their eyes, admiration and worry.

Song Chunxi and a group of six people also stopped. The anger of killing gradually made Jiang Xiao awake, and a black team passed by Jiang Xiao's side.

Are they also students?

Their clothes were ragged and their faces were dirty, and even worse, they had solid blood on their faces.

Some of them have lowered eyes and seem to be extremely tired, but more people seem to have not recovered from the battlefield killing. Their eyes are full of war and killing intentions, powerful momentum, rushing here On the South Gate Trail of the Imperial Capital Xingwu.

Friday night? holiday? Splendid?

From the moment they appeared, this is the battlefield of life and death.

A team of people and Song Chunxi passed by, and it was at this moment that the real soldiers fighting on the battlefield were in sharp contrast with the students who respected and enjoyed themselves.

Song Chunxi, He Xu and Wu Yao are indeed celebrities. How famous are they?

There are many people on this road, but the eyes of the vast majority of "generals" have fallen on the three people with wine and green lights.

Under the sharp eyes, the three did not respond, but stopped silently to make way.

Finally, when the black squadron was on the way to the middle, a "general" passed by Song Chunxi, but severely spit on the ground.

"Pooh!"

Song Chunxi was indifferent and didn't even look at the man.

"Liu Lei!" A loud voice sounded like a thunder, and the entire marching team stopped.

"You turned out to be my student! You have been a senior! You have been studying at the Imperial Capital Xingwu for more than three years. What you have learned is indiscriminate, small belly chicken intestines !?" A middle-aged man walking outside the team Come over, "Li Zheng!"

Although he ordered Liu Lei, the long line stopped from front to back.

The middle-aged male teacher came to Liu Lei, looked at the student sternly, and said angrily, "Need me to call you back to my freshman year, and rethink" Ideology and Ethics "?"

Liu Lei bowed his head, his body trembling slightly. He seemed really scared of the teacher in front of him. He had no momentum at all.

The male teacher cried out loudly, "You, stand in military pose, right here, one hour! Others, speed up, run forward!"

The two squads of men and women ran up, Liu Lei kept his head down, apparently in an autistic state.

Especially when the team left, he was left alone, and when facing Song Chunxi and other people, Liu Lei's psychology changed a lot, and the palm of his hand that dropped naturally shook slightly again.

Song Chunxi stepped forward, Liu Lei's face was not good, this time it was even paler.

But Song Chunxi just patted Liu Lei's shoulder gently and said, "Tough work."

With that said, turn around and leave.

A group of people followed, Wu Yao just tilted his head and kept looking at Liu Lei's unpredictable figure, his heart full of disdain.

It is reasonable to say that any soldiers who entered the battlefield and slaughtered will be respected by Wu Yao.

But with this brash, strong, strong and dry product, Wu Yao can imagine what kind of virtue he performs when performing tasks in different dimensions. I hope his teammates have not been miserable by him.

Those who are really qualified to speak, because of their high quality and rationality, will not say anything.

Instead, they are people who don't contribute much, have a good temper, and demand a lot.

After such a thing, the six-member group also lost the atmosphere just now and went forward in silence.

Jiang Xiao bumped into He Xu's shoulder and asked, "Is that they?"

He Xu whispered: "They are all my classmates, seniors in the same year."

Jiang Xiao's head was still a little confused, and he responded for a long time, saying, "Is it those people who are out to perform tasks? It is said that many practice teachers who should take their freshman year are not reported when they start military training because they are taking their senior year. The trainee is out on assignment. "

"Yes, that's them." He Xu watched Jiang Xiao's shaky figure and put him on his shoulder again.

Jiang Xiao: "Why didn't you go? That person seems very hostile to you."

He Xu said helplessly: "They were born and died outside, we drink and eat meat at home, and instead of you, what do you think?"

Song Chunxi said: "We really shouldn't meet them in this state, it's really out of place."

Wu Yao took a pout and took out a pack of cigarettes: "If Liu Lei is qualified and able to compete, he will definitely squeeze his scalp and rush to join. Oh, spit himself a sputum."

Han Jiangxue and Xia Yan glanced at each other secretly, and knew why Liu Lei spit.

Song Chunxi explained softly: "This is also a special benefit given by the school to the students preparing for the World Cup. In order to allow students to focus, students who are qualified to compete for the quota will not be forced to perform tasks in different dimensions."

He Xu said the truth: "In fact, only in terms of the difficulty and danger of going to a different dimension, our team has a more difficult and dangerous task than these senior students.

After all, we are going to participate in the World Cup. We have paid a lot more blood and sweat than they did, but Chunxi was right, we appeared at the wrong place at the wrong time. "

Wu Yao hummed and said: "Then Liu Lei destroyed a few fire-source mountains with the army, and thought he had paid more? Think we have fun every day at home? Contributed a lot, the tribute of his mother over the past three years can crush him for a lifetime "

"Wu Yao!" Song Chunxi, who has always been gentle and gentle, suddenly shouted loudly, stopping Wu Yao's words.

Wu Yao's words stopped abruptly, he took a deep breath and muttered, "Drink too much."

Song Chunxi seems to be afraid that Han Jiangxue has an idea and has a wrong understanding of things, so he patiently explained: "All this is caused by misunderstanding, don't think about it."

Han Jiangxue nodded gently: "Yes."

Song Chunxi said softly: "This world needs the Triumphal Army that controls the scene and rescues the masses. It also needs the wasteland development army that has opened up territories and directly smashed the Huanglong. It also needs a vigil army that has been silently paid for decades. We in the arena. I think there is no distinction between high and low, but the division of labor is different. "

This time, Han Jiangxue didn't respond, not because she was too lazy to persuade, but because she really listened to Song Chunxi's words.

Song Chunxi sighed softly: "We chose to go for the country. This is the right path and a very meaningful thing."

"You can also take what you see and hear today as a kind of motivation." Said, Song Chunxi pressed lightly on Han Jiangxue's shoulder, and said, "Tomorrow afternoon, we will also discuss with the sparring team in the city, although There are professional referees and physicians, but they can also be more dangerous than you think. Don't be disturbed. "

Han Jiangxue nodded silently.

And Jiang Xiao was listening quietly,

How many times have you experienced, and you spit?

On the number of smashed different dimensions? On the degree of danger and difficulty of heterodimensional space? On the record?

Jiang Xiao, who came back alive from the northwest front, said: Oh, a group of younger brothers.