National School Prince Is A Girl

The problem that Lin Feng is worried about is also Xue Yaoyao’s concern.

Ever since I saw Su Mei appear.

Xue Yaoyao felt a bit uneasy.

Not to mention that the man came with the witch.

She did not forget that Jiang Zuo had taken a call from Wu Yi.

She is now beginning to worry about what Witch wants to say to Qin.

If it is the secret, what should the nine halls do?

As soon as Xue Yaoyao thought of this, he was somewhat restless, and then he wanted to go out and told Bo Jiu.

But this time, Feng Yi came, touched a sweat, like a decent suit, very business: "The seats of the fans are almost the same, divided into official and unofficial, the game is less than an hour, both Prepare." He said, he swept a break and his brow wrinkled: "What about the little spades and the Qin god?"

"Exit, go out." Feng Shang is still more dare to speak at this time.

Feng Yi’s brow wrinkled even more tightly: “Will this time go out?”

"Wu Yu is coming." Yun Hu looked at him and said: "It should be something."

Others don't know, Feng Yi, as a Dili agent, understands what it means.

Qin Shao has lifted the cooperative relationship with the Wu family.

At this time, the emergence of witchcraft will definitely not be a good thing.

I think that there was a black powder cola incident last time.

Feng Yi thinks that the more he is not right, the light is awkward: "I will go to the audience to see, you are in this competition, don't just go out and wait for the little spades to come back."

"it is good."

"OK."

In this way, when Xue Yaoyao wanted to go out, there was already no young boy outside.

The same, thin nine did not keep up with the Qin desert.

If you can't keep up, don't force yourself.

Reach out and put on a pure black mask, with one hand holding the obstacle in front and turning over.

The phone in the pocket is ringing.

It is a phone call.

No caller ID.

Thin nine knows the string of numbers.

Sideways to avoid, the oncoming fan group, the action quickly glimpsed aside, then, the back is against, attached to the wall.

The fans are still talking and laughing, not at all aware of the people in front of them.

After all, the speed of the thin nine is too fast.

Listening to the footsteps, the thin nine pressed the answer button: "Hey, Hoshino."

"According to the tips you gave, the message was purchased successfully and tracking has begun." Hoshino was also at the venue, but dressed up and sat in the audience.

The teenager’s mouth screamed: “We’ll check it after the game, but I’m probably a little trouble here.”

"Trouble?" On the side of Hoshino, the eyebrows are clear: "You don't need me to go."

Thin nine sticks out of the head and goes back: "No, first match, I guess I will know what trouble I have to face after a while. If something goes wrong, start the plan again, if the game is over."

This one cannot be lost.

She said it.

She will never let anyone pull the man down from the altar.

In addition to this.

Anything she can afford.

Even one day the **** knows that she is Z.

In the distance, I can hear the sounds of the fans, and the influence is great. It shows the number of people coming to the audience in this final.

the other side.

Wu Han and Su Mei were brought to a conference room by Qin Mo.

Su Mei can understand the meaning of the witch eyes, and when they walk to the door, they will not follow.

That person probably wants to enjoy her and the world of Qin Shao.

She will not go in and bother.

Anyway, in less than an hour, the man must be completely defeated.

Don't say Qin Shao here.

That is the private powder group, you can also kill the spades Z!