Chapter 511: Counting!

Song Yuqiao listened to Yan Fang with a roar, and her body trembled. Her eyelids kept beating. The slender eyelashes shook faintly, her eyes were full of fear, her temper was weak and introverted, and she was also saddened by a ants. Now let her go to kill, if she really flies her soul, she will fly out, let alone kill Li Yundong who rushed to the Japanese before the show.
Song Yuqiao’s teeth were trembled. She looked at Li Yundong, not to mention whether she was willing or not, let alone Li Yundong’s ability to resist. She just thought about seeing Li Yundong’s sorrowful power before, and felt that her legs were weak and weak. .
The poor little girl trembled: "Master, I, I don't dare..."
Yan Fang was so angry that Liu Mei was upside down: "I have been teaching you for so long, what are you afraid of?"
Song Yuqiao’s eyes contained tears of shock and fear. She trembled: "But I just don’t dare! Master, this is man, how can you let me kill?"
Yan Fang just remembered that the name of the apprentice was very weak. It was too hard for her to kill. She resisted her anger and said softly: "Stupid, this person is a big evil person, you Killing him, can save a lot of people, even you and your master. You are doing this for the heavens, everyone in the world will not only blame, but you will thank you."
Song Yuqiao died from his childhood and was adopted by Yan Fang from a urinary. Yan Fang was like a parent to her, and like a master. Therefore, Yan Fang’s words are extremely heavy and can be called a mountain. After she heard it, she couldn’t help but be bold. She asked awkwardly, "Is it true, Master?"
Yan Fang saw Song Yuqiao's heartbeat. She suddenly rejoiced in her heart and continued to say softly: "Of course it is true. When did Master fool you? When you kill this person, I will take you away and go to a different person who can't find you. The place, we live happily, okay?"
Song Yuqiao reveals the color of surprise. She tentatively asks: "Master, you, are you really? You, you will not, then leave me alone?"
Yan Fang softly sighed: "Silly girl, how can Master leave me to leave it? Master is forced to do it before, you think, if you change your most beloved man to be taken away, do you want to take revenge? Changed you and found such a big plot, would you want to stop them and save the world?"
Song Yuqiao is very serious thinking, her white teeth bite the red lips, and there is a heavenly battle in her mind.
Su Shi, Ziyuan, Zhou Qin and others were nervously watching Song Yuqiao, only waiting for this little girl with no hands to make decisions.
Song Yuqiao stared at Yan Fang tightly. She hesitated for a while. Suddenly she gnawed her teeth. She took the golden plaque from her hair, clasped her hands, and shivered toward Li Yundong.
Su Shi, Ziyuan and Zhou Qin exclaimed at the same time: "Stop!" "Don't!" "You dare!!"
The little foxes also stunned at the same time: "Don't kill him! The head is the best person in the world, don't kill him, kill us and kill us!"
Song Yuqiao heard them shouting, could not help but tremble, and stood still, her eyes looked at Su Shi and others, but they saw their eyes stunned and looked at themselves, as if they could not wait for Li Yundong to die. general.
Song Yuqiao suddenly hesitated. She hesitated, and Yan Fang immediately said loudly: "What are you hesitating? These are all foxes in the world. They are nothing but a disaster. Do you want to watch the world? You want to Is it the chief culprit in helping the abuse? After the world is in chaos, Li Min suffers, you are the initiator!"
Song Yuqiao was shocked. She bit her teeth and took a hard look and went to Li Yundong.
Song Yuqiao went to Li Yundong. She lowered her head and dragged her cry. She said, "You, don't blame me, I don't want to!" She said, she raised her golden hand high.
For a time, everyone who had been closing their eyes couldn’t help but open their eyes. They widened their eyes. Can’t believe that Li Yundong, who was able to disperse the peacock king, would die in the hands of such a weak girl?
Everyone saw that the golden dragonfly was long and thin, and the sharpness was sharp. The sharp spikes reflected the glare of the light in the sunlight coming in from the outside of the building. For a time, everyone’s eyes were a little flowery.
Song Yuqiao shivered and held the golden cymbal, just about to send it forward, but then she couldn’t help but look at Li Yundong. She only saw Li Yundong looking at herself, not only without hatred and anger, but also very soft. And full of sympathy.
This kind of gaze is like a warm sea, and Song Yuqiao is wrapped tightly, letting her involuntarily think: He, why doesn't he hate me? Why do you want to see me like this?
Song Yuqiao said in a panic: "What do you think I do?"
Li Yundong smiled and sighed and said: "You don't look at me, how do you know that I see you?"
Song Yuqiao immediately opened his eyes in horror: "I didn't look at you, don't look at me!"
Li Yundong smiled and said: "You just saw me is not your heart! Even if you look away, it is useless, because you can't face your own heart, you don't believe that I am a bad person, right?"
This sentence is like a thunderbolt that generally hits Song Yuqiao. She trembles and can't help but open her mouth. A voice shouts in her heart: He would rather quit his own lotus meeting, and don't want the pen to bear responsibility for the apprentice under his door. He was forced to lose the qualifications of the competition, and he did not have a bad word. Instead, he turned the tide at a critical time. So he has a discouraged and handsome man. Will he be a bad person? Will he be a bad person with such a gentle and kind eyes?
Song Yuqiao seems to be a sculpture in the same place. Yan Fang behind her can't see her expression, but her heart suddenly squats and can't help but loudly: "Small bridge, you don't want to listen to his demon words, this person is the most It will confuse people! You have to hold it, Xiaoqiao, so many people are waiting for you to save!"
Song Yuqiao couldn't help but look back at Yan Fang, and turned his head to look at Li Yundong. She suddenly fell into the ground with a golden slap in her hand, rubbing her face with both hands, and cried: "Master, I can't do it. I really can't do it! Sorry!" She said, she hurried down to the downstairs and went to Yan Fang, and shouted: "Useless things, you give me back, you are coming back!" Shouting, Song Yuqiao did not return, and the crying of the whimper gradually went away. Only Yan Fang’s angry roar echoed in this small building.
Su Shi and others just let go of their hearts and let out a sigh of relief. Qi Hongling sneered and said: "Hey, this depends on this Yan Fang, what tricks to play!"
After the asters dropped their hearts, they closed their eyes and said: "Don’t talk, concentrate on luck!"
阮红菱眼光光, but see this upstairs everyone closed their eyes quiet luck at this time, this time who can recover first, who is the strongest master on this, can master the power to kill!
Even Yan Fang resisted anger, stopped talking, closed his eyes and concentrated on his luck. In the heart of Yan Hongling, she whispered to the asters: "Aster sister, what if I come to a person at this time?"
Ziyuan’s eyes are not awkward. She said:
There is a fairy in this incense burner. If you smell this smell, you will be repaired to the lowest point, you can’t be lucky, or even more ordinary than your hands. People are not as good as it is. If you come to an ordinary person at this time, it would be awful, because ordinary people will not be affected by a fairy."
Yan Hongling immediately closed her eyes. Her heart said: If you come to an ordinary person and take a steel knife to kill everyone here, it is really the first ridiculous thing in the world! I can't die in an ordinary person's hand!
At this time everyone in the upstairs was in a calm mood, and the atmosphere was quiet and quiet. The small and elegant building was quiet as if it were a cemetery. It was creepy.
All the practitioners on the upper floor are as if they are stone-like, and the air around them seems to be solidified. Only the scent of the incense burner is burning slowly, emitting a faint light smoke, one ring. A ring spread in all directions.
Time has passed by bit by bit, and the sky has slowly hanged from Jinwugao into a rabbit, and the sky has darkened bit by bit.
In the distance of the small garden building, a light and light man hiding in the corner of the dark alley couldn’t help but say to an elderly old man next to him: "Master Pu Ren, this is going to be dark, when are we going to wait? ?"
Master Pu Ren of Xiyuan Temple wore an ordinary person's clothes. He looked down and looked like he was standing in the air. He whispered in his mouth: "Fakong, what are you anxious? The big devil has not yet started, we naturally can't Hands-on!"
The look of the sky is a little anxious: "When can this wait?"
Pu Renwei smiled and opened his eyes and said: "When the big devil can't help but start, we naturally start the squad to defeat the big devil, and surrender this big devil!"
Fakong took a deep breath and said, "If he doesn't do it?"
Puren smiled and closed his eyes. He folded his hands together and screamed at the Buddha: "Amitabha, he doesn't do it today, sooner or later he will start!"
Fakong had to press the temper, and the hands clasped together silently recited the scriptures. I don’t know how long it took. The incense burner on the small building was suddenly scented with incense, which made many practitioners squat. The peerless poisonous smoke was finally exhausted.
Just as the last scent of the fragrance gradually dissipated in the air, suddenly two figures fluttered into the small building.
These two people stood side by side, and the figure was graceful under the shadow of the moon. The shadows were moving, but some of them couldn’t see clearly. They looked at the tall buildings and glanced at them in a small building. They smiled slightly and said: "Yan Fang, you Didn't expect to have today?"
Next to one, the sneer of gnashing his teeth: "Little sister, what to yell at her, hurry to kill her!"
Yan Fang heard the voice and immediately opened her eyes. She fixed her eyes and suddenly burst into surprise: "Is it you?!"
Among them, Song Yuqiao’s last song was not to worship the moon, but Li Bai’s
Qing Ping Tune
. Now he has modified the thank you book, and you can see that the master of Hongfa will also copy the nine-word mantra and forgive Tang and Tang. Ok, uh...