Chapter 381: Rainstorm pear flower!

In this world, the most important thing is the kind of stupidity, not enough to understand itself, but also thought that it has been steadily winning.
The young man named Hu Wei in front of him obviously belongs to this category.
Hu Wei feels that her brain is not enough.
He looked at the young girl in front of him, and what he saw from the other's eyes was the sarcasm of himself.
He wondered.
Is it not yourself now that it is dominant?
then.
He subconsciously turned his face and glanced at the direction of Ming Xing Jian Zun.
Star Sword Zun also looked at him, his eyes full of encouragement and gratification.
This makes Hu Wei a big earthquake, and it seems that he has not done anything wrong. And He Chuang Niang, has reached the point where the best of the game, the expression at this time is nothing more than just guilty, so it is a mystery!
With such thoughts.
Hu Wei also looks a lot calmer.
He sneered and said: "What, do you have any cards?"
"You can guess." He Qingniang said calmly.
The current He Chen Niang, calm is a little scary.
What is even more terrifying is that at this time, He’s mother looked at Hu’s eyes and was full of indifference. It seems that Hu Min, who already has a huge advantage, will become a dead person in her eyes.
Hu Wei was a little confused at the time.
He always felt that the broken sword should not be held in the hands of He Qingniang.
It should be held in your own hands.
Otherwise, I always feel sorry for the momentum of He’s mother.
Hu Wei took a deep breath and once again overweight and He Jianniang rushed over.
Ming Xing Jian Zun is still watching.
Although Hu Wei is in the young generation of Jianshan Jianzong, both talent and strength, it is very good.
But he has always lacked an opportunity.
Lack of an opportunity to enter the core disciple circle.
And this opportunity, Ming Xing Jian Zun can give him.
He understands that as long as this time, he has completed the task that Ming Xingjian respects him, and he will certainly not treat him with the temper of Ming Xing Jian Zun.
Let He Qin Niang, then miserable!
In his heart, he said to himself.
The sword in the hand is like a poisonous snake.
Grab the body of He Qingniang.
Deliberately avoiding the key points, the purpose is to re-apply the same technique. Just like now, I don’t want to cause much damage to He’s mother. I just think about it, let the clothes on her body break a little.
Is it exciting to think about it?
Although Hu Wei does not want to do such a thing, but as a disciple of Shushan Jianzong, when can he do what he wants to do, and what he does not want to do? He is just a disciple, but he does not have so many choices.
There was a hint of cold smile on the face of He’s mother.
Hu Yu’s heart suddenly had a bad feeling.
Such as stabbing on the back.
Subconscious, stunned.
Everything has become boring...
Biting his teeth.
Pretending to be calm.
Continue to rush to the front.
He didn't believe it.
It has already reached this point.
Why can he still have a killing trick?
Ming Xing Jian Zun is still calm.
There is still a middle-aged man standing beside him.
"Mingxing brothers, do you think that they are up to life?"
Ming Xingjian smiled and said: "In fact, this does not need me to say more, people with clear eyes can see it, but this is from the Haicheng Xiuxian College, Xiao Nizi means high, even now it is now , still able to pretend to be calm, so get rid of the mystery."
"Haha, in the face of absolute strength, all this is empty talk." Middle-aged man laughed.
"It’s a good one." Ming Xing sword nodded and said, "Hu Wei is still too young. If we go into battle, it will definitely not be the way of this Xiao Nizi. However, this is no problem, but now Even if Hu Hu’s self-confidence gives the other person enough opportunities, what can she do? With a broken sword, I really want to turn things around?

In the words, it is full of disdain.
As if in their eyes, He Qingniang is already a dead person.
They are like sitting at the banquet of the celebration feast, starting to push the cup and change the wine.
Ming Xing Jian Zun turned his face and looked toward the high platform.
from the beginning till now.
His purpose is not He Chuang Niang.
Although he said that He Chuang Niang's talent is good, and her heart is terrible, but this is not very good in their view of Jianshan Jianzong, it can only be said to be a good seedling, but in the vast Lushan Jianzong, it is not without Such a good seedling, even if it is worse, is not much worse! For the Shaoshan Jianzong, Gaoge is the heart of the heart.
His purpose is to seize this opportunity and sing high praises.
If it is not because of the fear of bringing trouble to the sword of Lushan, Mingxing Jianzun will not waste so much.
Although he did not know how Gaoge killed the Ming Wu Jian Zun in the end, but in his view, with the strength of Gao Ge, it must be used some small means to see the light, otherwise, it can not be said.
Only when the song is shot, he is reasonable in order to prevent the high song from damaging the disciples of the Shushan swords and then killing them.
From the current point of view.
It should be almost the same.
As long as He Chen Niang is humiliated and died.
He doesn't believe that Gaoge can still hold his breath!
The abacus of Ming Xing Jian Zun played loudly.
However, it was at this time that an accident occurred on the battlefield.
Just after Hu Wei, again, the sword in his hand was laying a wound on He’s body.
He’s mother suddenly stepped back two steps and turned around.
When He’s mother raised her left hand high, she actually had one more in her hand...
Metal balls?
He Nanniang does not intend to give Hu Wei any chance to evaluate.
When He’s mother threw the iron ball in her hand, Hu’s body was as if it had been fixed.
A fear from the depths of the soul, from the bottom up, straightens the brain.
His instinct tells that it is dangerous now.
But at this moment, Hu Wei has been wrapped in a murder, like a statue.
When the disciples of the Emperor Jianshan of the Lushan Mountain were in a hurry, the iron ball that swiftly rushed suddenly exploded.
A strange silver needle, each of which looks longer than the diameter of the iron ball, there are probably hundreds of them. The most unreasonable thing is that these silver needles are wrapped in this small iron ball. It is a bit puzzling.
Hey.
A silver needle crossed the body of Hu Yu.
When Hu Wei was still puzzled by this mystery, his body was already shot into a sieve.
The disciples of Lushan Jianzong were too late to sigh, and Hu’s body had fallen heavily on the ground.
The surrounding is silent.
Even the students of Haicheng Xiuxian College, at this time, seem to have forgotten to call He Qingniang.
I don't know how long it took before someone broke the silence.
"This is... dead?"
I spoke to a disciple of Jianshan Jianzong.
Gao Ge with a smile on his face.
He looked at the center of the battlefield, the stubborn little girl, very happy.
Fu Long turned his face and sang, and asked, "What do you give her?"
Gao Ge gently nodded.
Fu Long chuckled: "It's no wonder that you were confident before."