Vol 2 Chapter 4087: Hit
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Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks
- Hen Shi Jiao Qing
- 1273 characters
- 2021-01-29 10:22:28
Ning Shu suspected that when they washed their hands and drank water, the uncle was holding back until the second emperor jumped into the pool, completely letting the uncle not tolerate it.
After all, Ning Shu, they just drink water, and washing their hands is nothing.
This will make Ning Shu realize that he drank his own hand washing water.
Ning Shu: ...
Did not directly solve the second emperor, about to mentally devastating each other.
Being played with the applause, there is no counter-attack, how bad it feels, and the mentality is much more collapsed.
Moreover, the uncle was particularly bad. He placed an enchantment on the head of the second emperor and trapped his head in the enchantment.
Even if the body is over, but the body can not break through the enchantment, or can not directly merge together.
The body is desperately attacking the enchantment, but it can't be broken.
It’s really a miserable man.
It is not terrible to have an enemy. The most terrible thing is to know nothing about the enemy.
If the second emperor knows a little too uncle, he would never dare to jump in.
Ning Shu also said that he had to wash his feet. In fact, he did not dare to put his feet in, and said that he still had to drink.
A proud child is now so miserable.
Uncle Tai said to Sang Liang: "Take the spring eyes."
When I received a little late, I was jumped in. If it wasn't for this thing, my uncle didn't want it.
Thinking, he kicked the body of the second emperor again. This time he played very far and it became a star disappeared.
Ning Shu put his hand on his forehead and looked at it. This time, I don’t know how long it takes for the body to climb back.
May you be well.
Sang Liang stood up and spread out the book in his hand. The pages of the book swayed, one of them broke away from the book and flew over the spring, and took the spring away.
Clean, as if there was never a spring.
The pages of the book were returned to the books, and Sang Liang closed the book, and the spring eyes were easily collected.
Ning Shu looked at the book in the hands of Sang Liang. Until now, she still hasn't figured out the book of Sang Liang. I feel that this book is simply a treasure chest, and everything can be done.
There are too many functions and too many functions. Sangliang never leaves, it seems to be a big baby, want to see, want to touch, want to have.
Ning Shu stared straight at Sang Liang's book. The surface of the book looked like a low-key and dark kraft paper. It was faint and had a heavy sense of history.
Sang Liang's combat power she did not personally experience, do not know how strong this combat power, it seems to be a functional auxiliary character.
But if Sang Liang does not have the strength, Ning Shu certainly does not believe it, or Sang Liang can not live so much, and the organization is not only the actor, but also some emptiness.
Sanliang, who has no strength, can’t live without it.
Uncle's strength is not to be traced, and Sanliang is never shot, too mysterious, and does not know his strength.
Ning Shu is a bit eager to try, want to fight with Sang Liang, one is to try to test the strength of Sanliang, and second, I really want to play Sangliang for a long time.
Her meridians have reached the elbow, which stores some energy, enough to send.
Looking at the sudden expression of Ning Shu’s sudden metamorphosis, he immediately asked,
What are you doing?
Ning Shu stared at Sang Liang’s hand.
I like the book in his hand and want to borrow it and have a look.
The black man question mark face:? ? ?
You said something, what are you talking about, wake up.
When Sang Liang heard Ning Shu’s words, he also looked over and stared at Ning Shu. His expression was as calm and precious as ever, just like the nobles in the middle of the world.
Sitting on a high place looking at slaves and beasts in the Colosseum, that kind of luxury and indifference.
Ning Shu opened his mouth and smiled innocently. "Grandpa, can you show me your book?"
Sang Liang blinked and actually handed the book to Ning Shu.
Ning Shu did not expect Sang Liang to lend the book to herself, she is also awkward, mouth flowers.
Ning Shu now likes mouth flowers, especially likes to slap on his mouth, and feels very happy when he speaks.
This will make Sang Liang really hand over the book, and Ning Shu will not dare to pick it up, and he is afraid of any conspiracy in Sanliang.
Sang Liang opened his hand and the kraft paper book floated over to Ningshu. One of the pieces of paper seemed to be separated from the whole book and flew out alone.
Such a familiar scene is not the scene when the book page was collected.
Ningshu suddenly stepped back a lot and suddenly realized why Sanliang had to give the book to himself.
I am afraid that I want to put her up directly, just put it up like a spring.
When I went to organize the search for the mountains, Sang Liang took a group of people to contain myself.
The old man is very bad.
The sky was blocked in front of Ningshu, and it was clear that Sanliang’s plan was.
Ning Shu raised his hand, and it was a blow to the book. This kind of power, even the gods of the defensive name, felt pain.
I don't know what damages a book will cause to a book.
A force broke through the knuckles and flew directly toward the book at a speed seen by the naked eye.
At the moment of the contact of the hatchback, a bang was heard, and a huge sound wave was emitted. The book was shaken by the pages of the book, and it was screaming.
It seems to be out of control, but on the surface, there is no harm to the books.
The defense of this book is also quite scary.
Sang Liang's face condensed, reaching out and grabbing the out-of-control books, forcibly closing the books, but the books were still shaking slightly.
Sang Liang’s face became a little bad, and stared at Ning Shu and asked,
What do you mean by this?
Ning Shu looked awkward and said with a pitiful mouth: "The book suddenly flew over, I thought you would put me in the book, I will not come out, I am so scared."
Sang Liang had a touch of his own book and looked at Ning Shu's inexplicable look.
Ning Shu seems to have come back to God and watched Sang Liang with vigilance. "Do you want to shut me up, you are so good."
"I said how do you want to give me the book, I sincerely want to see your book, but you are holding such awkward psychology, are you not guilty?"
"Do you feel pain in the darkness of your heart, eh?"
"The heart is longing for the light, and this is right, but it must be bright and open."
Sang Liang did not speak, but collected the trembling books and said nothing.
However, Ning Shu feels that the small books in the heart of Sang Liang are now taking revenge and remembering a lot.
Anyway, Ning Shu is now a hob meat. The dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. The things that offend them are gone. It’s not bad.
Ning Shu has a re-evaluation of the power in the meridians. It seems that the power is not weak. The only difficult thing is to collect enough of the world's faith to reshape the meridians.