Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

The emperor is a human, and has always had a clear grudge.

If you respect me, I will respect you.

You let me, then I will let you.

On the contrary, don't blame the emperor for being rude.

If there is any complaint, as long as the emperor can return it on the spot, he will never stay overnight.

The emperor has never been afraid of these things, and he has directly used his strength to crush the opponent into speechlessness.

Animals know that they have been provoked, and they have to go back if they are desperate, let alone being a human being.

Fu Siling didn't give An Xia off her horse, only that she met someone more mad than herself, and saw that An Xia didn’t look like the kind of frivolous man who only uttered nonsense in her mouth, so she was also tempted. thought.

Let's try this. After the fifteenth lap, Fu Siling finally took an eye on An Xia.

Little girl, kind of interesting.

"Intentionally?" He asked, a bit of the tone of the old city people, lazily, as if not awake.

An Xia, who ran fifteen laps, answered the words indifferently, "Otherwise?"

Yo.

The temper is quite vigorous.

Also stabbed back.

"I used to play long-distance running?" Fu Siling began to ask, knowing more about it.

There have always been many hard stubbles, but there are few hard stubbles that can be used in his hands.

The little girl who was crazier than he was in front of her evoked him a little bit of interest.

An Xia smiled lightly, sneered inexplicably, "Why, running with you is for long-distance running?"

"That's not the case, are you..." Fu Siling deliberately did not continue to say, speeding up under his feet, pulling the distance between the two again.

In just a few seconds, An Xia caught up again.

Fu Siling then lazily accepted the above words, "You, look at the master who doesn't seem to be able to run. The rookie period is over again, so he ran a long distance with me as a mid-level special fighter. You know nothing about it, and you can only guess whether you used to run long-distance races."

Nor can it be blamed Fu Siling for thinking about this, who replaced him with seeing An Xia and a mid-level special fighter not lagging behind in a long-distance race. Most people's first reaction would be like this.

Otherwise, it's really hard to explain why you are not lagging behind.

Faced with Fu Siling's explanation, Anxia could also accept it.

Dan coldly said: "Since I don't know anything, it's better to be polite in the future."

Obviously, he was sweating profusely, but his voice seemed to come out of the snow, and every word was cold.

Fu Siling was amused.

This temper is so stinky that it is a match for him.

It was saying that Lao Lei and the others were too rude, and she was responding.

"In the team, I really don't talk about being polite. If you have the strength, everyone will be polite to you. If you don't have that strength, you are still arrogant, and you can only be'poisoned' as a way out."

"Also, little girl, you are not very polite to us. The junior special fighters are not looking at it. A new fighter will be like this. Lao Lei will definitely kill you."

The 30 laps have not been finished yet, Fu Siling, who has always been awkward and will not be easy to give people a good face, now has a chat with An Xia.

The little girl was very interesting. She didn't hide her cover, and told him openly that she was upset about the predicament they gave, and she had to return it.

Not to mention whether she has the strength to return, he also appreciates her being upright.

He is the most annoying and contrived, isn't it good to be a little neat?

I don't know, his talk and laughter fell in the eyes of Qiao Jiquan and their acquaintances, and was stunned.