Physical Push! You Call This A Necromancer?

The entire Beijing University Stadium was silent.

On the contrary, those who were watching the live broadcast in the Western League, they exploded like explosives that were ignited!

It is tolerable or unbearable, Uncle can bear the old sister-in-law but can't.

How dare someone beat up their goddess of the Western Union? This is not paying attention to the people of their Western Alliance!

Let's put it this way, Qiao Yu's punch to An Liya is similar to Sharst punching Song Qingshan in full view, who can bear it!

The Western Alliance was furious and rushed out of the house to kill Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu didn't feel much about it, what happened to the Goddess? Doesn't the goddess need to poop, fart, pick her feet and pick her nostrils?

The fundamental reason why many boys fail to catch up with girls is that they put the other party in a higher position than themselves, and over time they become licking dogs.

"Still letting go?" Qiao Yu frowned slightly.

An Liya squatted down in pain after being punched by him, but her white jade hands still held the longbow tightly.

"Don't let it go! Unless you give me back the wrath of the gods!" An Lia's almond eyes showed a distressing strength and stubbornness.

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"Hey!" Qiao Yu shook his head.

The famous mountaineering expert Zhang Dongsheng once said that when you ask if you can give him another chance, he is not only asking for a chance, but also giving you a chance.

Qiao Yu had already given An Liya a chance, but it was a pity that she was useless! There was sweet love in Qiao Yu's eyes.

"Rong Rong, Qiao Yu, he didn't think...that's the goddess of the Western Alliance!" Gu Su's Adam's Apple rolled up and down involuntarily.

"It can't be wrong! That look can't be wrong, I will remember his look for the rest of my life!" Shi Shaorong's eyes were terrified, and her delicate body couldn't help trembling slightly.

At this moment, Shi Shaorong finally recalled the fear of being dominated by Qiao Yu in the college entrance examination arena.

In the next second, Qiao Yu grabbed the longbow and swung it directly behind him.

An Liya still clung tightly and refused to let go, her slender and plump body was directly swung over, smashing an S-shaped deep hole on the ring with a heavy bang.

"Zhuo! Still not letting go?!"

Qiao Yu's brows were tightly furrowed, so it's no wonder he would, how could he give up the best item he got?

Even if he doesn't know how to use a bow, he can hand it over to the ancient kingdom of Great Xia! Even if the Western Alliance wanted to redeem the Wrath of the Gods, it would have to bleed a lot!

"Let go!"

boom!

"Let go!"

boom!

"Let go!"

boom!

Qiao Yu swung it every time he yelled, he couldn't believe that An Liya was really so strong.

And every time Qiao Yu swung it, Song Qingshan's right eyelid couldn't help but twitch.

The left eye jumped for money and the right eye jumped for disaster, Song Qingshan became more and more flustered, and he even wanted to rush up and beg Qiao Yu to stop swinging.

This is the goddess who came down from the mountain of God! Those people from the Western League will really go berserk if they go down again! The expression on Sharst's face next to him has been distorted!

Shen Jianshu was even more thankful from the bottom of his heart. Fortunately, few people knew that he taught this guy. Otherwise, the group of lunatics on Shenshan would have to find him desperately. Although he was not afraid of them, no one would want to provoke a group of lunatics Woolen cloth?

"Professor Shen, your Peking University student named Qiao Yu is too awesome! Who taught him?" Huaqing's teacher who led the team couldn't help but ask.

"Him? His teacher is Ji Pingyang! Besides Principal Ji, who else can teach such awesome students?" Shen Jianshu chuckled, with a calm expression on his face.

"So that's it!" Huaqing's teacher's eyes lit up, and then Ji Pingyang in the stands sneezed loudly, and he scratched his head in doubt.

Qiao Yu on the stage didn't stop, he was sweating profusely from swinging people, and there were deep holes smashed by An Liya's delicate body everywhere.

The referee was dumbfounded, and he turned his eyes to the organizing committee for help. He was really scared when he was on the verge of riding a tiger!

Stop it, offend Beijing University, don't call it off, offend the Western Union.

His monthly salary as a referee is only a little money, how dare he care about this kind of thing? Doesn't this make him fight for his life?

Fortunately, at this moment, Qiao Yu finally stopped, because he seemed to hear the sound of sobbing vaguely.

There was a hint of doubt on Qiao Yu's handsome face, and he looked at An Liya who was still holding the longbow very persistently.

At this moment, where does An Liya still have that unearthly beauty at the beginning? Her face is dusty, her pretty face is full of dust, she looks like the Cinderella who burns a coal stove.

The white dress was already full of stains at the moment, and her hair was even more messy. The sobbing sound came from her body.

"Fuck? Why are you crying?" Qiao Yu was stunned.

It was fine if he didn't ask, but this question of An Liya's grievances seemed to find a vent, pouring out like a mountain torrent.

"Wow!"

An Liya sat on the ground with her knees folded, holding the Wrath of the Gods with one hand, and burst into tears, tears continuously falling from her beautiful side face.

That cry is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for the listener. How much grievance must have been suffered to make such a cry?

Many people from the ancient kingdom of Great Xia in the Kyoto Stadium couldn't help but feel a little shy. Defeating the Goddess of the Western League is certainly something to celebrate and be proud of, but it's really a little too much to beat a little girl to the point of crying like this.

Qiao Yu on the ring went numb in an instant. He swung so many people that he couldn't remember them all, but An Liya was the first to be swung to the point of crying like this! He somehow unlocked a strange achievement.

"Hey, I just swung you a few times, and I didn't kill your father. You don't have to cry so hard, right? At worst, I'll just return this broken bow to you."

How did Qiao Yu know that An Liya grew up on the sacred mountain, and she had very little contact with people, so she kept a pure heart.

She had never been beaten before, just like a baby would cry when it was in pain. When An Liya was in pain, her first reaction was naturally to cry to relieve it.

"No woo woo! Since woo woo, if you want it, I'll give it to you!"

What Qiao Yu didn't expect was that An Liya, who was originally very persistent, let go of her hand at this moment, and her crying turned into sobbing.

Immediately afterwards, the wrath of the gods who had originally repulsed Qiao Yu was as docile as a lamb at this moment, giving Qiao Yu a sense of commandment.

Qiao Yu was shocked in his heart, he had only felt this feeling on the Candle Dragon Yanyue Knife, this situation can only show that the spirit of the wrath of the gods recognized him!

What's happening here? Qiao Yu was in a daze, completely confused about what happened.

Is it possible that I just smashed this girl's brain?

An Liya stood up, still sobbing uncontrollably, she wiped the dust and tears off her face with her sleeve, and this wipe was even more like a little cat.

An Liya looked at Qiao Yu who was holding the wrath of the gods and looked confused, a sly light flashed in his golden pupils.

"Since the wrath of the gods has approved you! Then you have to go back to the mountain to marry me!"