Apocalyptic Forecast

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For Yuan Yuan, it was still an ordinary afternoon.

In the border where the day-night cycle is independent of the current situation, every day passes calmly, and you can see it at a glance.

In the morning, I went to the racecourse to help. I practiced swords for three hours by the way. In the afternoon, I studied and took notes based on the teaching materials left by the teacher. If you do something, you have to beat him up, and then take care of Shou.

But most of the time, Lin Jiu was very clean and saved her a lot of things.

In addition, there are about five hours of piano practice every day, the internal ensemble practice of the Ivory Tower Symphony Orchestra twice a week, and then half a month to replace Huai Shi to revise the assignments submitted by other students.

Although teachers often do not reply to emails for a long time, and occasionally feel a little anxious, most of the time they are full and busy.

It's just that I sometimes get distracted when practicing the piano.

When will the teacher be back?

Outside the classroom door, the sound of heavy footsteps rang, causing her piano bow to pause, frowning, and seeing Lin Jiu rushing and pushing open the classroom door.

Before he could speak, Yuan Yuan reacted: "You were chased and chopped again?"

She subconsciously looked at Shanjun's Great Sword next to her, "Where are the people?"

"No, no...no!"

The hut in the forest widened its eyes and panted for a long time before catching it: "How can someone catch me when I run? It's not me, it's our school! Our school is on TV!"

That's it?

Yuanyuan glanced at him incomprehensibly, lowered his head, and continued to practice piano: "It's not the first time, what's so strange?"

The hut in the forest slapped his forehead and finally grasped the important point: "Old teacher, he is on TV too!"

After Yuanyuan’s movements, a wrong sound appeared in the rush of the Four Seasons Concerto, which stopped abruptly, and the expression in his eyes became dangerous: "What did you say?"

After the teacher went out for a month, the forest hut suddenly came to tell her that the teacher was on TV?

Is this a new type of deception?

"Really!"

The hut in the forest was anxious: "You believe me!"

After saying a word, Yuan Yuan's expression became more and more distrustful: "Xiao Nineteen, don't you know how to play tricks?"

"The school is broadcast on the public screen, watch it for yourself!"

Lin Jiu took out his mobile phone and showed her the picture directly: "It's in the dark web live broadcast room of Tomorrow News! The whole network live broadcast, the audience has exceeded 4 million!"

The original fate will take it over in doubt.

The first scene when I entered the live broadcast room, I saw that my cousin who called me every day to report safety was killing people——

In the **** wind, Lu Ming screamed, the knight pierced out of the hunting angel, and was dyed blood red.

From his hand, the front end of the trident fork had already broken, leaving only half of the blade. But above the half of the remnant blade, there was a sharp glow that burst out from the enemy!

He casually threw the opponent stringed on the gun to the ground, and then trampled down the horseshoe with a big bowl, like an iron pile ramming, flesh and blood!

"Come!"

Under the shattered visor, the young man turned his head and sipped **** spit on the ground. When he raised his head again, he stared at the enemies in front of him.

Mocking smile.

"This is just the beginning!"

Lu's horse hooves trampled on the ground with a clanging sound, and then, the space seemed to echo the roar of thousands of horses.

With the power of one person, it is comparable to the army of ten thousand.

"Uncle's'one ride, and second grandpa's...'My heart is like iron'?"

Yuanyuan’s first reaction was not anger, but a sense of relief: "I'm getting stronger, A Zhao."

"Huh?" Lin nineteen felt like he had seen a ghost: "Why are you not in a hurry? Your cousin...wow, the blood is all green, what kind of medicine is this taking? The progress is so fast! "

The original family and the Lin family are both the inheritors of the holy names, and the basic plate is still in Eastern Xia. Everyone has been so many years, you kill me, I kill you, you paddle, I fish, the ones that have been cooked can no longer be cooked.

Changhong died in Shu, hid his blood, and turned into green in three years.

Hara’s “Heirloom Jade Blood” has been passed down for thousands of years. But is awakening at the age of fifteen too exaggerated?

It looks like it has reached the stage of destiny fusion of ‘the heart’s death is still like iron, the blue blood is buried without Huarong’.

This is the blood lock of the original family, which is known as "the heart is not dead, the blood is not exhausted." Otherwise, according to the character of the young people of the original family in the past, it is estimated that they would have died recklessly long ago.

Lin Nineteen's eyes were about to fall off.

As for ‘Yiqiwancheng’, that’s completely the Yuan clan’s ultimate tactic, not to mention the ability to learn, the original family can use only ten fingers.

The hut in the forest almost suspected that he had been dropped.

But this kind of **** like'I will take care of how many people you **** do it all alone after you get angry', the brain dared to harden the predator army to the blessed land, except for pretending to be Wang Yuan's home. Who else can Dongxia have?

Besides, this is not an exaggeration...

During the angle conversion of the phase detector, the turbulent scene of the entire Danbo inner circle appeared in front of us.

The flocks of crows flying above the sky and the extreme paths on the ground that are guarding the ground, and even the ubiquitous ghosts, as well as the huge frame of [Truth Hengchang] and [Bhagavad Gita] colliding in one place on the sky.

When the power of the divine narrator, the hero leader, and the power of the creator collide in one place, the chain reaction between the power of the gods and the law forms a weird phase that covers hundreds of miles.

Even in the end, above the earth, the Sea of ​​Blood Corpse Mountain.

Yuan Yuan finally saw his teacher.

But it was no longer the always gentle smile that I remembered, but it became cruel and cruel, like a wild beast, even more crazy than a wild beast.

One person, challenged the hunting angels, fighting with enemies hundreds of times better than oneself.

In the encirclement of self-respect, a winding blood path has been opened step by step.

It is hard to imagine that it was a struggle created by human beings, and it is also impossible to imagine that there would be someone so scheming to push the skill of killing to such a peak.

That is an exhibition of massacres.

From the chopping and staggering of the swords, death fell here, in his hands.

Ten times the siege, a hundred times the number and a thousand times the enemy could not kill him, but like weeds, let it be harvested.

Until the end, it was impossible to tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of the enemy, only the divine crown appeared on the solemn face.

Lower death!

In the long dullness, Yuan Yuan stared at everything on the screen in astonishment.

The little hand shook subconsciously.

When she recovered, she realized that she had sent a golden rocket with Lin XIX's account.

Lin XIX next to him wanted to speak but stopped.

"That one……"

"Huh?" Yuanyuan looked over ‘unexplainably’, and Lin XIX's expression twitched: "Ahem, it’s okay, it’s all stolen money anyway..."

"In the future...be careful in the future, this is not good, it is all the hard-earned money of the students."

In the long embarrassment, Yuanyuan coughed, looked away, and everyone pretended that nothing happened. Then he took out his mobile phone and logged in to his account.

['Yuanyuanbuyuan' sent out ten golden rockets. 】

On the screen, ten fire lights slowly rose from the barrage of cheers of the Paradise Club. In a flash, the original yin and yang, cynical comments disappeared.

But then, the rocket animation disappeared instantly.

In the shining golden picture jitter, a colorful barrage rises in the impassioned music.

[Administrator "Hella" sent a spaceship]!

The light was so bright, illuminating the girl's deep eyes in front of the screen.

At that moment, Lin Jiu smelled an unpleasant smell from Yuan Yuan's frowning brows, and the corners of his eyes jumped wildly.

Yes, it was war...

The war between fans has arrived.

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"Don't **** block the screen with rockets!"

In the spacious office, the white-haired middle-aged man looked at the pictures hidden by the rockets, and couldn't help but patted the table angrily, "What are these little girls thinking now! Can they make people take care of themselves? Watching the live broadcast?"

"Ahem, there are also a few from our side." Michelle on the other side coughed twice, "I just saw it, and there are two more from our school... But sir, why do you want to send rockets?

"...Simply, smoothly, isn't this joining in the fun?"

The middle-aged man scratched his white hair in embarrassment and could only change the subject. He looked at the rotten lady who was violently dismembered on the screen, and slowly shook his head: "How many is this?"

"The fourth, sir."

"The third-order chief commander, it seems that Russell is determined to train him as an heir." The master of the pedigree said with emotion: "After all, it is an old predecessor. ."

With the same mystery and method, there are similar inheritances in the American lineage, and Liz can integrate the divinity of the "Left Hummingbird" at the third level.

But that is the unique treatment of the inheritors of the precious blood of the gods, and the inheritance of other lineages has more or less such restrictions.

Now that the Tower of Ivory has laid such a big capital, it seems that he is trying to promote this young man as a representative of the next generation of heavenly pedigree.

Such a high-profile approach does not conform to the image of the Ivory Tower in the past. Perhaps this is a signal that Russell has decided to intervene in current affairs again.

After so many years of keeping a low profile, the Tower of Ivory no longer intends to be a spectator.

"The young people nowadays are really incredible. Judging from the latest intelligence, it took half a month to establish authority in the inner circle of Tanba, and pull the entire tens of thousands of people out of hell... miracle."

The middle-aged man looked at Michelle, who silently rolled his eyes next to him: "It seems that you were also ashamed last time?"

Michele expressionlessly: "I am a very good young man. I admit that-regardless of his talent, ability and style, he deserves the title of hero.

As for moral decay, it is a trivial matter.

Unfortunately, after all, he is too young to be his opponent. "

"Who knows? Russell has always taken one step to look at the three-step style, maybe there is something to follow... But why can't we add fire?"

The middle-aged man leaned calmly on the chair, and between his five fingers, an ancient gold coin was slowly rotating, but behind him, the majestic figure of a feathered snake slowly rose up.

Along with the circling of the Mayan gold coins, the blessing from the feathered snake descended, causing the young man's profile to appear in the bright light.

Illuminated the smile of the middle-aged man.

Michelle asked in astonishment: "Does the American pedigree want to make a statement?"

"Otherwise, the left and the right are just a favor, always express your position."

The middle-aged man said: "Douglas' departure from Yingzhou is not in the interests of the American pedigree. As long as he exists for a day, it will be part of the American pedigree's Far East strategy.

Moreover, when he was fighting for the master of the genealogy, he crossed the boundary and almost caused civil strife. He was supposed to be put to death, but the death left by the White Crown King before he fell asleep caused him to be exiled to Yingzhou, dying for his life.

This is what veterans do not die.

The White Crown wants to leave a good death for his henchmen~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For so many years, the beauty of the American pedigree has been dependent on this, but now Arthur is unwilling to wither silently, and wants to leave Yingzhou, just to violate After his decrees, there will no longer be a place for him in the present situation. "

From his hand, the gold coin condensed with the blessing of the feathered snake rose into the sky, turning into a stream of light and rising.

But at that moment, there was a brilliant light from the top of the lens, falling from the sky——

The middle-aged man's movements paused for a moment, unbelievable, but couldn't help laughing:

"Someone is rushing to this?"

On the screen, countless brilliances roared in!

From all directions!

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