Long Live Summons

Let Yue Yang take the first step, and the middle-aged scribes don’t speak.

a long time.

Only after a long sigh: "I just want to get back what belongs to me, what is wrong with this?"

Yue Yang has aggressively countered: "Who cares about your right and wrong? I just want to say that as long as I have one day, the things in the tower, even if it is a grain of sand, can't let you take it away! Because, here Nothing belongs to you!"

The middle-aged scribe gently shook his head and screamed in his mouth: "Young people, maybe you used to sweat a little bit of sweat for the Tongtian Tower, but by contrast, I paid more than a thousand times more than you? I paid, and finally nothing. Is this fair? It’s not fair! I have paid so much, I should have my harvest, I should get it, at least, the one that belongs to me can’t be less! Now I am coming back, I want to get back the one that belongs to me. ...Before this, I think, for whatever reason and anyone, I am not qualified to blame me for the 'family' who used to sweat for the Tongtian Tower."

"Pay, there is gain. This is for sure!"

Yue Yang nodded affirmatively.

But immediately shook his head again: "If you don't pay, you should find your own reasons, not blame everyone! If you feel that you have paid the last but have not gained, then you can only prove that you have not really paid! So, you also There is no real gain!"

This negation makes middle-aged scribes no longer able to maintain calm and demeanor.

His conclusion about Yue Yang was simply maddening, as if the most sacred and inviolable thing in his heart was humiliated by Yue Yang.

If Yue Yang says something else, then even if it is too much, it will be harsh and sharp, and it will not touch it. It is even more impossible to sting his heart. However, now this one negates, so that the middle-aged scribe will endure even the supreme heart. Can't stop the anger in my heart. He used all his strength to reluctantly endure the burning flames in his chest. Only reluctantly resisted the hand to give this letter to the junior.

The middle-aged scribes waved their sleeves, and the scene of the whole space changed instantly.

It seems that the time has passed.

The scenery is flying back.

沧海桑田.

One by one flashed in front of your eyes.

There is a young man who appears in Yueyang's perspective. He is as young as the current male. He and his companions, in order to resist the invasion of the magical path, he is the most active and **** on the battlefield. The flash of hard work is like a star, so that no one can ignore his existence.

This young man is not only brave and fearless, but also very intelligent.

Because of his emergence of wisdom and courage, the Longteng Continental Coalition, which was in a disadvantaged position, came back to life under his command again and again, and finally reversed the entire situation and defeated an absolute disadvantage. Deductive into a reversal of the glory of the great victory! In the cheers of the audience, his companions are carrying this fascinating coma, step by step back... everyone can enjoy the joy of victory. Only he, in the painful wounds, fainted, and even did not have the means to participate in the honorary celebration.

A young man who is indifferent to fame and fortune does not marry his companion, even if he is better and better than his companion.

However, this young man is still doing his best to assist his companions.

When his companion boarded the position of commander.

As a staff member, young people have developed a perfect plan.

The companion who was the commander did not listen to advice and rushed. The tragic enemy, on the occasion of the end of the war, is the young man who turns the tide and re-creates the perfect artistic command, and is born in the hands of strong enemies. Take a huge victory in the sigh of sigh!

In order to win, the young people personally lured the enemy.

He repeatedly put himself in a dangerous situation, paid a lot of blood and sweat, and paid a hard work that no one knew.

After winning an epic victory, the young people did not take pride in themselves. Instead, modestly support the younger sons of his companions and friends, for the sake of his companion's dying, for his own promise, gave up the position of commander, willing to return to the scenes, re-position the high-powered commander of the three armed forces, let the son of the companion continue to A hundred times of enthusiasm, for the overall situation and victory and labor, in order to promise, no matter who knows his supporters and strangers who do not understand the inside story, how to speak, are loyal.

All the pains are for the sake of victory, all for the dragon to the mainland.

In his battle, Longteng has never failed.

However, sometimes a small number of young people will marry this young man, will hurt him with bad words, tarnish his reputation, and even create all kinds of horrific tragedies with various mean means, and blame the young people.

The young man had to leave the painstakingly managed army and had to humiliate and return to his hometown, and he was blinded by the world.

Without the battlefield of young people, the defeat is more than win. Under the repeated deception of the strong enemy, the rookie-like honor commander is easily defeated by the Magic Yuan army. The demon king will tear this scorpion-like army commander on the spot, and the Dragon Continental Army morale collapses. In desperation, the young man who is still suffering from the world’s eyes will come forward and come to the battlefield with the gods, and will lead the army to retreat without chaos, killing the **** battle for eight days and eight nights, and finally turning the battle. , defeated the demon army before the battle.

The feats like this have been staged numerous times in hundreds of years.

Young people have become middle-aged.

But his heart.

It never changed, his wisdom and bravery, never change!

The battle, the confrontation between the Dragon and the Magic, has been evolving upwards. When the small battlefields of Dragon and the Magic are no longer able to accommodate young people, he began to fight on the sixth floor of the Tongtian Tower. After hundreds of years, he set foot in the battle. The heavens are led by the Tianta army. Hundreds of thousands of people have been killed. If you put the blood that has flowed over the years, you may be able to accumulate into a big blood pool that can drown hundreds of people!

In order to fight for the Dragon World, he has always fought **** battles and will always be the killing star on the battlefield; in order to pass through the beautiful home of Tongtian Tower, he also has **** body, crazy momentum and wisdom of Zhizhu, and the town has millions of people. The strongest of heaven.

He is so powerful and so intelligent.

It is so indifferent to fame and fortune.

It is so good.

However, the reward he receives is always a disappointing and even a shameful little, as if he was born to be a beggar, he can beat him with anything.

Not to mention relatives and friends, it is because of his sorrowful enemy, the heavenly powers who were slaughtered by him, also feel unfair to him.

why? A person who is so good and works hard. Didn't get the reward he deserved, but the despicable and shameless guy, stealing his battles again and again? After all, I took advantage of the things that belonged to him. In the end, Tongtian Tower could not accommodate the young man who loved his hometown and shed his blood. He ran his blood and shed his tears. He had to be chased by friends and relatives. Investing in a hostile camp to seek refuge is not enough to die in the hands of comrades who have fought side by side in the past...

When all the sights came back, the time went by.

Yueyang is silent.

Crossing the man did not think about it. This enemy in front of him has such a past.

"I'm 'Oriental' is such a person." The middle-aged scribe smiled with a self-deprecating smile: "No matter how many things I have done, no matter what I do, I don't get the approval of others, as if those are me. I should do it. The blood and sweat that I shed are like spring water. No, it is not as valuable as a spring! Everything I have done is in vain, all in vain! For so many years. I know that I will always be Impossible, returning to that year, but I just feel unfair, right, it is unfair! I don't want anything else, I just want a fair, I only need those things that belong to me, even if it belongs to me, it is gone. I have to get at least that approval."

"..." Yue Yang is silent.

"Do you think I am lying to you? All the sights are fake now?" The middle-aged scribe was surprised at Yue Yang’s silence at the moment.

"It's true." Yue Yang shook his head gently: "Although I don't have six talents, I have a good battlefield intuition. The scene just now is true. You didn't repeat the false scene."

"Then you come to judge, do you think that I have been paying for so many years, is it reasonable to exchange such results?" The middle-aged scribes looked at Yueyang very indifferently, no matter what Yueyang said. Whether it is fair or not, I believe that he will not produce a trace of turmoil, because his heart has long been broken, and he has long been numb.

If you think about it.

Yue Yang thinks. If I have done so much work, I have so many blood and sweat, but in the end I have let others be so contemptuous. It is estimated that I will not jump immediately and slash the sword and slash talents! Maragobi, killed and killed, the three military commanders can not mix, the beautiful girl does not have one, but also let others suspicion, but also let the world white eyes, this special and heavenly?

Of course, Yueyang students are not that great.

Do you want him to do the same?

Never possible!

Hiding in the world of Baodian every day, it is the hobbies and hobbies of Yueyang students to enjoy the **** life. The national events and what to kill and kill are all unified.

This time, if the Tianjie Legion burned to the hometown, it almost didn’t make the harem fire, so Yueyang couldn’t take it easy to pick up the girl. The **** blessings couldn’t be done. This kid was rushed back like a spark... As for the middle-aged scribe Desperate life experience, no heart and no lungs in addition to strong onlookers, there is nothing else to say.

"It's quite a cup, what do you mean, I want you to send you a coffee table? Let it fill your various cups?" If you cut him all the way, it is estimated that all of them are black Yueyang students, so An opening, almost did not let the middle-aged scribes spray three pots of old blood.

"You!" The middle-aged scribe has never thought about it for a lifetime. There are also guys like Yue Yang who are black in the world.

This is simply to treat other people’s tragedies as a joy game!

How does Tianlei not kill such a person!

Is it different? Is it still falling down? This, is there any special reason for this?

In the face of the anger of the middle-aged scribes, Yue Yang’s classmates are very determined. He swayed on the edge of the stone and set up Erlang’s legs. He took out the sweetheart of wine and wine from the storage space, while tasting and looking at each other with enthusiasm. It seems that it is enough to wait for the other party to put a variety of life tragedies on the scene again.

He also casually threw a sentence in his mouth, listening to the middle-aged scribes who almost did not vomit blood: "If you want to continue to take care of my sympathy, you don't have to, no matter what you say, I will not sympathize. On the contrary, the more miserable you are, the more painful you are, the more happy I am! Because, you are my enemy! The intruder, no, the traitor of the Tongtian Tower, 'Oriental', is now complaining, you can just say, even if It doesn't matter for the last three days and three nights, just any word you said, I won't believe it!"[(m)No pop-up window reading]

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