Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

The air seven star warlord was a little excited. Hearing the words, he gasped and said, "Didn't An Xia choose to choose by herself? Isn't it her own choice now?"

"It's clearly your choice for An Xia! It was your temporary transfer that gave her no second choice but to stay in Luer District."

It was too irritating. There was a chance to **** An Xia over in the air battle. As a result, the Lu Er District scammer suddenly made a transfer and left An Xia completely in Lu Er District.

Thinking of missing one of the generals, the Kong Qixing general was pounding his chest with anger.

I have a heart attack!

Xia Houyu, who had won the victory, could still smile and comfort, "Quiet, calm down, if you think about it in my position, you can understand my difficulties."

"We find people here, and you, do everything possible to **** people, I'm still angry!"

"Next time you will recruit a good seedling in the air battle, am I, like you, can secretly plan to **** people? Will you agree? Will you be unprepared?"

"I'm afraid it's better than me. It won't let us know that there is such a number one person at all!"

It must be impossible to let the land war know!

In case, the land war really snatched people away.

No matter how angry the Air Seven Star Warrior was, he was so angry that he was not righteous and his words were not right.

After adjusting to breathe, he asked, "What about An Xia? Where did you arrange it? You won't assign people to the grassroots level, right?"

Speaking of the Kong Qixing warlord's heart tightened a lot, Shen said: "If you really want to arrange this, you are delaying An Xia!"

"No, since I intend to cultivate An Xia, how can I delay her? She went to a more cruel place now, this time period should already be there, I..."

As he said, the inside line rang.

Press the hands-free button, and a voice from a civil servant can be heard, "Warlord, there is an inside line access."

"Okay, take it over."

After Xia Houyu finished speaking, he said to the air seven-star warlord: "There is internal line access, and I will talk next time."

Before finding out where An Xia was going, the Kong Qixing warrior said: "Okay, I will contact you later."

Xia Houyu smiled and connected the inside line.

It was Bo Lirong's voice.

Vaguely can still hear the roar of countless fighters.

"Already here?" Xia Houyu asked with a smile, "Well, did An Xia ask how you brought her to the Gobi Desert?"

While staring at the figure running on the playground, Bo Lirong replied, “No, I accept it calmly. At this moment, he is still compared with a mid-level special fighter on the base.”

Comparable?

So fast?

Xia Houyu laughed, feeling very good, "Then let her compare, and report the result to me after the match."

"Aren't you worried?" Hearing the laughter, Bo Lirong thought he hadn't made it clear, and added: "The one who competed with her was an intermediate fighter, not a junior fighter."

Xia Houyu said, "Don't worry, I sent her to Lei Hongtao just to train her. She can win the junior fighters, and the intermediate fighters..."

Pause for a while, her eyes flashing darkly, "Since she dares to compare, she must be confident that she can win."

With An Xia's caution, she would not take it rashly.

Only if you are 100% sure will you be shot.

Instead of competing with junior fighters, she competed with intermediate fighters instead. She has determined that her strength has reached the level of intermediate special fighters!

Xia Houyu looked forward to it very much.

And Bo Lirong finished his report, and when An Xia ran ten laps or ran alongside Fu Siling, he also began to look forward to it faintly.

Maybe An Xia might win.

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Oh, I ran out to watch the fireworks at night. I thought I could go home at 9:30, but I never expected to be stuck in Orange Island until 2 in the morning to get home! Tired and fainted, I went to bed and fell asleep, and didn’t recover my energy until this afternoon...

Eighth watch to make up, continue tomorrow, good night.