Chapter 417: not qualified

The man slowly looked up, his hands on the thumb hanging on the belt, a white samurai vest outside, and the red sword-like hanging ornament on the left and right chest, this will already be At night, the lights are not bright. In this courtyard full of Japanese style, only one corner can be illuminated, and the sky is drizzling with rain and falls on his face. At this moment, he buried the pain of the lost child deeply, and there was only one thing in his heart. The river fell.
It has been more than seven hours since the Nangong nephew was planted with a fire symbol. For the past minute, the confidence in his heart can grow by one point, and seven hours, until the night falls, his warfare becomes more and more The stronger it is, the drizzle that falls, in his eyes. It is getting faster and more intensive, just like his knife. When the speed reaches its peak, it is his moment.
There are still 17 hours left!
"雎鸠大人. Li Xuanzi left the hospital, just took the pulse, he did not try to solve the fire, no courage to try." The person behind him said in Japanese.
"Of course he dare not!"
Li Xuanzi also heard about it in Japan. This person is a Taoist. Proficient in self-cultivation and morality, it is a rare Xuanmen Wizard, but it does not have much combat power, even the end of the gods have not been up, facing the top gods like him, of course, dare not rashly, Who knows what the consequences of God's discovery into the gods of Nangong.
"Does he know?"
Behind him said: "Know, I knew it before sunset."
"哟西!"
The man’s eyes suddenly slammed and burst into a strange light. He refused to let the river fall. If the river fell, it would not be the same to avoid him. Otherwise, he would not hesitate after learning about it.
"When you are an adult, Jiang will definitely not dare to solve the fire. He is afraid of failure. Like other Chinese people, he is over-the-top, but he is timid and weak. He is a coward."
The sharpness of the man’s eyes.
The night gradually deepened, and a plane from the DPRK landed at the airport of the Imperial Capital. On the plane, a girl in a red coat, the skin is white as paper, like an iceberg, the bodyguards in black sunglasses hold an umbrella for her, all the way to send her to the car, said: "Go to him!"
"So eat it, do you still have to go?" said the middle-aged man sitting inside the car.
"go with!"
This woman is the female singer of the squid, and she is also a famous goddess. Her eyes are betting outside the window, watching the drizzle of the Chinese emperor. More than three years ago, their dragon family fled from here. The DPRK, this time back, the rapid development of the city, has been completely strange.
More than a year ago, the river fell and survived. Some of the Dragon’s forces rushed back to China, and the Huaguo Diaoyutai also opened the green light all the way, but it was more than a year.
"Jiang Xiu, this time. You are still as arrogant as you used to be, no one in your eyes?" Long Sakura’s mind appeared in the mind for more than a year. Donghua World War II, Jiang Xiu Lian Tu Qi Shen, the king of the world generally stands in front of himself. She was very useless and scared to the ground, shame, the shame of the big, the two biggest shame she had suffered was Jiang Xiu gave her, Jiang Xiu is like the nemesis she hit.
"Is the Xiao Nizi who is sure that the Nangong family is his mistress?"
"The specifics are not good, it should not be false. It is said that Ichiro is arresting him. As a result, he has angered him, so that he will not be allowed to enter the country, and he will come to China on hard steel. Things are big."
Long Yingqing said: "I thought he was not close to women."
"How is it possible, he is also a man, or a hairy boy in his early twenties, male and female love is very normal...;...;" It seems that he realized that he had said a bit before Long Yingqing, after all, the other is The girl, and still his younger generation, coughed a bit.
"When we come to the door like this, it will not be wrong. The other party is after the river."
Long Yingqing shook his head and said, "No."
"He won't mind this little thing. At most, he won't see you, but he won't miss me tonight, he may be tempted to come to my door."
I know very well that Jiang Xiu’s Long Yingqing entered the private estate that the big boss arranged for Jiang Xiu.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, Jiang Xiu!"
Long Yingqing saw Jiang Xiu special mention of the students, the two are the students of the Imperial University, Long Yingqing is higher than Jiang Xiu, but the actual age is smaller than Jiang Xiu.
"It's you, the big night's run to a man's home, this is the custom of the Chinese people?"
Long Yingqing's pale face, bright red lips, coupled with the long stay in the country, the temperament is really a bit of a woman in the country, but fortunately he did not wear a kimono, or else more like.
auzw.com "Do you like it, or don't you like it?"
She looked serious and her black eyes were staring at Jiang Xiu.
"I don't like girls who are too active, I feel frivolous."
In the heart of Long Yingqing, the anger is going to the top of his head. This guy’s mouth is more annoying than his people. "We haven’t seen it for more than a year, you are still so annoying...;...;"
Jiang Xiu said: "You seem to have forgotten that your life is mine."
At the beginning of the East China, Jiang Xiu spared her life, this incident Long Yingqing had no reason to forget, Long Yingqing said: "So I went to the door to pay debts in the middle of the night."
"Oh?" Jiang Xiu raised his spirit. Have a little interest.
Long Yingqing's black eyes look directly at Jiang Xiu's face and ask: "The little girl who rumors that Nangong's family is outside is your mistress, is it true?"
"Miss?" Jiang Xiu did not like this title a bit. Originally, this mistress was not a bad word, but now the basic hidden morality is corrupted inside. "You said yes!"
Jiang Xiu does not need to confess with Long Yingqing.
"This really surprised me. However, if you have not been able to save him, are you worried?" Long Yingqing said: "The choice of a year ago is once again in front of you, we are allied. I am for you. To save, you can't do it. You don't want to let the man leave China, we can join hands."
Jiang Xiu looked at Long Yingqing in front of her eyes. Although her cultivation was up, she couldn't change her feelings. Or, she wanted to find something she lost.
"After the event, the interests of the Japanese nation are divided into half!"
Jiang Xiu turned his head and looked at the window, saying that it was to pay the debts. The result was still coming to the interests. Jiang Xiu really thought that this girl was affectionate and has a clear sense of grievances.
The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.
"Hurry. In a word, you don't care about the mistress's life and death, but also care about your reputation. Now I say that you are afraid of a man, I have heard it in the DPRK." Long Yingqing opened.
Her message is of course the Dragon family told him. In fact, there are not many people who know the situation.
"It's not too early, I am sleepy, don't be dreaming of sleeping, you are not qualified enough." Finished. Jiang Xiu turned and looked at his bedroom.
Stunned, stunned, not sick, who is going to give him a bed, not qualified enough, who is he?
"River…;…;"
"There is something to say tomorrow!"
Long Yingqing's mouth is slightly open, and the air is not light. The expression is also like the look of a Korean woman in the Korean drama. It is very helpless. It seems to be fainted, then the eyes are sinking, and it is difficult. Really scared, afraid of the man.
Is the Fengshen pattern so strong?
She took a step and reached for the door to close: "Do you really care about her life and death?"
Jiang Xiu ignored it, went straight to bed, and pulled the quilt to close his eyes.
"No wonder your wife divorced you. I am really worthless for the girl at Nangong. I heard that it is also a very beautiful girl. You are so worried, watching her die?"
"As long as you say a word, I can shoot, do not dare to say 100%, the grasp of sixty-seven percent is still there." Long Yingqing soul variation, strength soared quickly, this point, Jiang Xiu is a little envious.
She said that June 7 should not be bragging, and the perception of the gods by the soul mutants is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
"Hey!"
Jiang Xiu on the bed seemed to fall asleep like this. He had a steady breathing and a long breath. It was not enough to describe his feelings with cold blood. It seemed that anything could not shake her.
Dragon Sakura’s innocence is a bit of a tongue.