Chapter 184: Bamboo baskets hit the water (1)

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A small imprint, but at the moment of emergence, caused everyone's idea, that is, the quarters of the Emirates sat up straight, and the calm eyes could not erase the greedy color.
The monsoon smoke gently picked up the armor mark with his fingertips, and the eyelids drooped over the thing that made the family of the seasons dream. Then she slowly looked up and looked at the people in the hall. That greedy and insidious face is branded in the bottom of my heart.
For this imprint, they have already abandoned the last conscience of man.

Do you really want it?
The monsoon smoke raised his eyes and an intriguing smile on his lips.
The eyes of the emirates shimmered slightly, and the corner of the eye looked at the seasoning white standing beside him. It was as calm as the seasons. At the moment, only the shadow of the armor mark was left in the eyes. The flame that flashed at the bottom of the eyes showed that he was right. The desire of this imprint.
If you get the smashing armor, you can enjoy all the glory that the sinister has, that is the position that everyone dreams of!
This is a good thing, it is not a monsoon smoke.
"Yes, the monsoon smoke, as long as you give it to us, we promise that in the future you can live a life of worry-free life in the quarter, you will be the real nine Miss, no one dare to disrespect you. The quarter emirate took a deep breath and promised the life of the monsoon smoke in the future.
However, he did not think about it at all. All this is what the monsoon smoke deserves.
It’s just that they forcibly deprived the original owner of everything.
The smile of the monsoon smoky eyes is more intense. If the thumb of her thumb rubs against the imprint center, the slightly protruding gem, the red lips slightly open: "Hear, want to truly inherit the armor, It is useless to get it. Only by dripping its own blood into the armor of the world can it be truly owned. Do you say it? Uncle?"
The monsoon smoke smiles and looks at the quarter emirate. The smile makes the emirate's heart feel uneasy, but he ignores the uneasiness. He will not believe that the weak monsoon smoke will have the courage to defy the command of the quarter.
"Yes, only with the blood as the seal, can we really establish a spiritual link with the smashing armor, the wind smoke, you have not done this yet?" The emirate looked at the monsoon smoke, and the expression was cloudy.
The monsoon smoked and nodded with a smile.
"Yes, uncle, I haven't marked it yet."
The eyes of the season emirates flashed a smile of satisfaction.
"that's good."
"Uncle, is it just as long as the mark is marked with blood, unless the marker is dead, this deputy armor will not be deprived by anyone?" Monsoon smoked and asked with a smile.
The season chief nodded. "After passing through the blood mark, the armor will only recognize one person. Unless the person dies, no one can..."
The quarter emirate is talking, but suddenly noticed that the problem of the monsoon smoke is a bit strange, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the smiling monsoon smoke.
"Monsoon smoke, do you ask so much to do? If you hand over the squad, you will have nothing to do with you."
The monsoon smoke smiled, and her smile was exceptionally splendid. Under the gaze of the emirates and other people, she suddenly slammed the raised gem!
The red hot blood is not in the mark!
"Unfortunately, I never thought about giving it to anyone!"