Niu Fei Zai Xia

In front of all the disciples present, even in front of the house deacon, Lin Zhaoying pointed out his hand very rudely. He said lazily: "What are you laughing about this new team? If you have any ideas, come up and let We play a game."

The audience suddenly felt a bit noisy.

The disciples around Wu Hao and others consciously let go, flashing an isolation belt.

This is a public challenge! This Qianxing disciple is actually challenging a newly formed team!

Where does she come from? What capital does it challenge five people?

Wu Xiaoyi, how did Lin Chaoying rush with himself and Yun Yun? How many times before she endured her, how could she become more provocative in public?

She naturally didn't know that Lin Chaoying was irritated by his attitude.

Lin Chaoying is too big, he doesn't want anything, he should cry and cry for his forgiveness, but this cloud injury actually dares to make another new love! And it is still a female servant who just made a mistake with herself yesterday!

Lin Chaoying asked coldly: "Hey, Yunyun injured, are you the captain of this team?"

Yunyun injured and shook his head.

"This latent female disciple." The narcissistic son Zong Zhilian shakes his fan and stands in front of his team: "Why do you always do the right thing with me?"

"Oh, this is what I should ask. I just got on the stage and I saw you laughing below. If you change to anyone, you will feel that you disagree with my sneak comment." Lin Chaoying sat in a chair. The whole body couldn’t smile and said: "So, it is necessary to ask you to come up and compare the heights."

Zong Zhilian gazed his eyes and carefully looked at Lin Chaoying.

Xuanqi Samsung, why is there such a temperament?

Yunyun injured slowly: "Xiao Ying, you are now a latent disciple, and you can be a word, how can you..."

"Hey cloud injury! You and I have already severed the relationship, so I have to say so intimate." Lin Chaoying stood up and interrupted the words of Yunyun, and turned to the deacon to ask: "Dare to ask the deacon, I challenge this The new team is playing the military content, is it?"

"Yes." The deacon of the interior did not consider it at all, and it was directly approved.

The house deacon is the largest person on the scene, the 16th generation disciple. The authority is also the largest, higher than the management, lower than the law and the elders.

All kinds of disciples saw much more, and he simply did not take it seriously. Appropriate competition between disciples will only inspire progress. Too much coordination will only correct the past and make people lose their enthusiasm.

"..." Zong Zhilian looked up at Lin Zhaoying on the stage and did not speak for a long time.

Looking at Lin Chaoying and the deacon in charge, Wu Hao was close to Zong Zhilian and asked: "How many stars does she have?"

"Samsung."

"..." Wu Hao praised: "Well, then you think of the problem?"

The narcissistic son fan swayed, and there seemed to be countless possibilities in his mind: "It is easy to think that our team has two members of Samsung's mysterious spirit, but she dares to challenge us to perform martial arts. If there is no hidden killer, it is There must be another plot!"

"So do you think she has a hidden killer, or is there another plot?"

"Of course there are other plots."

"Oh? You are so easy to be sure?" Wu Hao did not understand, how did he judge?

"Of course." The narcissistic son put a fan in his hand and slammed it: "With me, it is easy to guess that she has another plot."

Wu Yiyi: "What is she plotting?"

The narcissistic son said in a full-fledged tone: "The first big guy in Qi State like me is here, she is naturally handsome who is greedy for me! I intend to use the same way of defeating me, by defeating me to help me! If you lose, you can rely on me. This is her plot!"

Wu Hao suddenly became rigid.

"Hey, if you are handsome and guilty, I really should go to the 18th floor of hell." The narcissistic son leaned his face and deliberately exposed his left face to the front, then sighed: "Hey, you said that I am Do you want to satisfy her plot? Or do you want to reject her kindness?"

"You are still under the 18th floor of hell!" Wu Haobang gave him a kick and went to the side.

"This thing started from me, or I am coming."

"I still come, I have long seen that she is not pleasing to the eye." Wu Hao stopped the cloud injury.

Er Shantou and Mu Qingya stopped Wu Hao.

"Nothing is ok, I have played with her once." Wu Xiao smiled.

When Mu Qingya saw that Wu Hao had a bottom in his heart, he said in a sign: Be careful.

Wu Hao did not come to power, just cried below: "Lin Zhaoying, since it is your challenge, then it is up to me to decide how to play, okay?"

"You said to listen, but don't tell me that I don't move anything." Lin Zhaoying is not a brainless person, not full of promises.

Wu Hao did not answer, walked up the steps next to the platform, and did not display any body.

In fact, she does not have any good body to play.

"Hey? How did she go up?" Some disciples whispered.

"I don't want to expose my body?"

"No, I know, she has no ambitions at all."

"what?"

"She is the Xiao Niu who was amazing in her previous day. It is said that it is a hundred veins that can't be cultivated."

"Day, what did she do on the stage? Did she lose without a move?"

"Maybe their team is so planning, let a team member who has no mysteriousness come to power, even if he loses, he has something to say."

"This is possible..."

No one is optimistic about Wu Hao, which is a matter of course. The martial arts world, the mysterious spirit is respect. Just like the previous day's test of the sword, once Lin Chaoying made a sigh of anger, Wu Hao couldn't even pick up a single move.

"You still have the courage ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lin Chaoying snorted: "Quickly say, how is it better than the law? Use a knife or a sword? ”

"Do not move the sword without moving the sword." Wu Hao has stepped on the stage and extended her hands to her: "Only by hand."

"Only by hand..." The narcissistic son who has been repeatedly licked **** swears: "Don't it be more than a woman's hand-grinding technique? This is this... Is it better than public trial?"

Wu Hao is now full of energy, and when he hears this, he almost wants to step down and marry him. He quickly explains: "We use our hands to rub our wrists!"

The physical fitness has entered a step, and this evolutionary body can evolve according to the environment, and it is most appropriate to compare the slow and powerful wrists.

“掰手?” Lin Zhaoying stunned and immediately laughed and said: “The squire is the squire, and he has come up with such a technique.”

Wu Hao’s mouth is not willing to suffer: “The village woman doesn’t have to be a guest, you can’t dare to dare.”

"Don't you dare? You go to the table." Lin Zhaoying answered.

Wu Hao saw her promise, and she went to the book on the stage and dragged it over to the center.

"I am coming." A voice sounded.

But the blessing of the blessing who waited for the elders suddenly appeared.

Fu Lu Shouxi, the four deacons of Zongmen, the fifteenth generation of disciples.

The deacon of the interior was seen as a deacon, and he quickly bowed his hand.

Fu’s deacon nodded slightly, but he walked toward Wu Hao’s body: “Xiao girl, please let me transfer the case for you.”

Such actions and words made many people in the scene surprised.