Chapter 67: Goshawk eagle

"What!"
Everyone did not expect that Wang Huaiyuan, who had just talked and laughed, suddenly turned his face. It was a little embarrassing for a while, especially Wen Xueyu and four women, even more shivering.
"Wait, Huaiyuan, you mean this, we are comrades-in-arms, brothers." Huang Yaodong did not know why he blinked.
"Brother, comrade! I am! You are also worthy?" Wang Huaiyuan took a sip of a thick mouth, gnashing his teeth.
"Mom, when I was preparing for the team, on Kung Fu, on guns, I was not as good as you. Why did you be selected for the Falcons, and Lao Tzu could only hide in the corner like a dog? wound."
"Just because your dad is a chief instructor, and my dad is a farmer, you have to step on me, grab my indicators, and deprive me of my dignity! Huang Yaodong, you know that I waited for a day, how long have you waited? This is There is a road in heaven, you don't go, there is no door to hell, you come! Retribution!"
Speaking of this, Wang Huaiyuan pulled off his shirt and used his knife to engrave three big knives and big characters on his chest.
Huang Yaodong’s emotional intelligence is low, and I understand that this is a pit.
When the Falcons selected the elite in the reserve team, he and Wang Huaiyuan competed for the last indicator. On the results, Huang Yaodong was slightly less than Wang Huaiyuan, but the Falcons were interested in the potential of Huang Yaodong and the balance of the martial arts family. This was admitted to him.
He never imagined that the voice of his voice blessed him. Before he left the farewell, the brother who cried with him, the heart would be so dark and vicious.
"Wang Huaiyuan, you are a despicable and shameless villain, his mother, what do you want to do?" Huang Yaodong is not afraid of things, and screams at the table.
Wang Huaiyuan laughed happily: "What do I want? You took away the glory and future that belong to me! Now I have mixed my name with my righteous father, and I have the power to take advantage of you. Excessive."
"Hey, your uncle, bastard, I am killing you!" Huang Yaodong grew up and must be violently Wang Huaiyuan.
As the elite of the Falcons, he is very clear that the narrow road meets the brave and wins. Since he has already fallen into the palace, he can only kill a road.
He believes that with the recent internal force, Wang Huaiyuan is definitely not his opponent, even if it is the Longtan Tiger Cave, he still wants to trap him.
"Dog things, you don't look at where this is, dare to play against the old man."
Wang Huaiyuan smiled and said: "This is the palace, the West is forbidden!"
When he finished, he pulled off the bamboo whistle hanging from his neck and blew his throat.
For a moment, there was a weird cry outside, like a tsunami. A wave overshadowed a wave, and the eardrum of the shock hurt.
"The corpse? It seems that the Wang family's corpse is still good." Qin Hao rubbed his chin, a smile appeared in his mouth.
The palace was originally dark and dark, and the whistling sound came out, and everyone was even more shocked.
"Hey!" A black shadow appeared at the door!
But seeing this man wearing a thick robes, wearing a black high-hat hat, standing in the doorway with a low head and a low head.
"Good smell, what smell is in this person." Yao Lili fanned her nose and frowned.
"Yes, the corpse! The palace is a corpse!" Huang Yaodong did not perform tasks at the border in the past few years. He had seen such evil things and was immediately shocked.
"It’s not a special commander of the Falcons. I’m very knowledgeable. You’re right. The rest of the palace is full of burial grounds. It’s a sinister corpse. My righteous father can cross the west, relying on the Xizhou corpse. Surgery."
Wang Huaiyuan stood up and liked to enjoy his masterpiece. The smug black man greeted him: "Han Hu, say hello to everyone."
The black man slowly raised his head, and the long and narrow horse's skin was dry like a tree, with a faint blue death, a scorpion like a beast, and a fierce bloodthirsty murderous light.
Perhaps it was the birth of a stranger, his dry cheeks mechanically squeezed a sly smile, and opened his mouth full of sharp fangs, grotesque, snoring and panting.
"Han Hu, is it the internal refining martial artist who is known as Zhang Daxiong in Zhangzhou?" Huang Yaodong was born into a martial arts family and is no stranger to Han Hu's name.
"Yes, it is Han Hu, who is known as Hengtai Taibao. He is a master of foreign countries. He has a small cloth in his iron cloth. Later, my father used a physique to make him a copper corpse. He ate a total of 365 dead bodies. He had already been invulnerable and the internal force was not hurt. No one could match." Wang Huaiyuan took out a cigar from his pocket and proudly introduced it.
"I said that in the past few years, the martial arts conference did not see Master Han. It turned out to be a corpse slave by your lord! You are a group of mad beasts." Huang Yaodong screamed and screamed.
He has just refined his internal strength, and even the early stage of internal refining is not considered. Han Hu was a master of internal refining. When he became a bronze corpse, it was even more powerful. It is a killing machine. Tonight, this war is afraid of nine deaths.
‘The thief first smashes the king, as long as he wins Wang Huaiyuan, there will be a chance. ’
Thinking of this, Huang Yaodong leaped in a sigh of relief, and a trick of dragons and hands went to Wang Huaiyuan’s neck and fiercely grabbed it. If it was lightning, he vowed to strike.
"Hey!" Wang Huaiyuan was able to become a Falcon reserve soldier. His skills were extremely agile. He had already been prepared for it. When he saw him, he grabbed the tea bowl on the table and poured it into Huang Yaodong.
Huang Yaodong flashed sideways, his body shape was already half a beat, and the bronze armor roared. He grabbed it and stretched out half a foot to cut off his offensive. The two beaten into a ball.
"Zhao Shao, Huang Shao can play this, what zombies?" Yao Lili asked with trepidation.
"You can rest assured that Huang Shao has already cultivated the internal force. That is the real master of martial arts. EbookFREE.me~ Dealing with a dead body in the district, it is not a hand to come." Zhao Yuxuan gestures, arrogant products A tea ceremony.
"Wow, the martial arts master, Huang Shaoniu forced, I am afraid that what Qinhou is not as good as it is." Fang Junkai shouted.
"I guess, Huang Shao is not much better than the Qin Hou, but it is not much. After all, he is a descendant of Huangmen's shadowless legs." Zhao Yuxuan grinned and nodded.
The voice just fell, Huang Yaodong screamed, flew a few feet, knocked over the chair table and fell to the ground.
"Wow!" Huang Yaodong's face was green, his mouth spit out a black blood, his eyes were devoid of gods, and he didn't even have the strength to climb. It was obviously a serious injury and no one.
"The stupid things that are not self-sufficient, even the masters of the internal refining are not considered, but also dare to provoke the bronze body. You know that the 365 bodies of the bronze corpse eaten, the lowest is the internal warrior You don't even have the qualification to give him a tooth festival. Do you understand?" Wang Huaiyuan bite the cigar and walked to Huang Yaodong, sneer.
"Well!" Huang Yaodong was full of blood, and he screamed in the sky, unwilling to struggle to get up and fight again.
However, the corpse has spread all over his body. He is sore and weak, and the internal organs are injured by the power of the bronze corpse.
"Haha, the falcon's star of the future, the goshawk, the world's best celestial arrogance, then how, it is not like a dog fell to my feet."
"Happy, too happy!"
Wang Huaiyuan grabbed Huang Yaodong's hair and laughed.
The Falcons of the Falcons, the Goshawks, have made countless thieves stunned! At this moment, like a dead dog in his hand, roaring, struggling, self-respect, pride, such as yesterday's yellow flowers, completely dying.
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