Shangguan Yan is not stupid, her eyes are full of water and reveal magical colors. "You mean, it's me?"

Fu Bo continued to lower his head and sweep the floor, and never raised his head again. Gradually, almost out of the yard, his voice came slowly: "I can guarantee the restoration of the entire history, you can hit me on the same level, with less than five fingers." If you have any difficulties, just put them Give Crescent Moon. If he couldn't make crescent-shaped teeth, he would naturally do so. "

"Am I that strong?" Although Shangguan Yan didn't believe what he said, she felt certain in her heart. She knew that Uncle Fu said so, and of course he had his reasons.

"The magician is evil, and his master is not even his enemy." I don't know when, if a man in black clothes appeared in front of a senior official, he said helplessly.

"Then his master," Shangguan Yan asked a few good questions, but before she asked, she was allowed to confine the space. Ren Ruoxing looked around carefully and after confirming that Shangguan Yan had not said what he said, he was sweating and relaxed Shangguan Yan's imprisonment. You know some things, but out of the mouth comes evil. Ren Ruoxing is a little afraid of sweating, but that doesn't exist. He disappeared without a trace. He was not afraid of Xingzi, but was afraid of being with Xingzi's leader.

"Boring!" Shangguan Yan also knew that these great people also had some taboos among them that could not be said, so they did not dare to claim that they would soon disappear without a trace.

On Mount Tai, a female Taisu disciple was talking about a big event. An event big enough to excite them, famous challengers in the real world, top ten martial arts, top ten, are all unremarkable challenges.

For these female disciples who do not have enough awareness of pain, their hearts are still troubled by rumors. Not at their position, for them the top 10 challenge is just to put their own school on the map. After all, none of the schools challenging the top 10 have a strong or powerful presence.

Wouldn't they imagine that the old school really wanted to lose the showdown? Didn't they think about winning once?

"Wow! You heard that my idol Wu Shijia is coming to our school to challenge the master! What do you think?"

"Of course, welcome! To be honest, I haven't seen him in person yet? Instead, I collected a hundred photos of him fighting. It was difficult for me to buy these photos from a hotel, and it took me a lot of energy."

"You're going to be fine. By the time I got there, it was sold out. They had an inn and they were selling limited edition ones. I couldn't just buy as much as I wanted. Why don't you wait and see your house?" "Yes!"

"I heard that my idol, one of the top ten, is coming to our school to challenge! I wonder if he will fall in love with me and capture me? Should I fight or not."

Mount Teso has a variety of topics to talk about. If there is envy, admiration, expectation, and folly, there will be no fear of the failure of one's faction or the loss of reputation. Or think about it, but I dare not say it. Maybe subconsciously, I was defeated a lot by the top ten schools. It was more that my own school was not more popular and less than my own school.

I walked on the road with my crescent teeth, and I heard countless voices. Looking at some frowning crescents, I knew what to say.

"So, why are you so worried about the popularity of this door? I remember you didn't care much about this before?" I asked him. The moonlight of the night, but the naturally happy day school, will never be so sentimental.

"You know, for many years, I have been alone in the world of truth. Master, she has always been lonely. She has always been strict. Since Master failed to carry out the robbery, it has been Aunt Yan and Sister Zhulan who have been explaining me."

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