The Secret of the Seal

Every word that Yang Shangfei said is filled with hate that makes Shaping’s heart cool, which makes Shaping’s mood worse.

At this time, Shatong was very happy. He could make Yang Shangfei suffer such a big loss. He accumulated a lot of bad feelings in his heart for a long time, and finally vented it. Sneer and repeated road "Yang Shangfei, count you to keep promises, is a man. You can rest assured that after you break your arm, I will look at the face of our president, no longer embarrassing you, just today. It didn't happen at all."

Yang Shangfei did not speak on his mouth, but his heart was screaming heavily, hating the roots of the teeth. It’s not your Shatong that breaks your arm. You can naturally do nothing. It’s really cheap to sell it, it’s really awful!

"Get the sword!" Yang Shangfei made a low voice.

A subordinate next to him hesitated and stepped forward, unloading the long sword at the waist, handing it to Yang Shangfei, and collecting it back. With a worried face, the muttered "patriarch, you..." [

Before the subordinates finished speaking, Yang Shangfei fiercely took the sword in his hand, and the slamming sound was loud, and the long sword with the snow as ice was unsheathed and chilled.

Shatong’s eyes immediately smashed, both nervous and excited, with three points of vigilance.

"I am willing to gamble and lose, there is nothing to say! An arm only, although it is good!" Yang Shangfei screamed, holding the sword in his right hand, bringing a cold light, cut straight to the left arm, in the manner, can not see Hesitantly.

Seeing that Yang Shangfei’s arm was going to be shackled, a heart of Shatong directly mentioned the eyes of the scorpion. The lips were so excited because of excitement, but at this time, Shaping suddenly gave a high drink. "stop!"

The long sword suddenly stopped a few inches away from Yang Shangfei’s right arm and caught the cold light.

At this time, people were interrupted. The most uncomfortable thing was Shatong. There was a lot of dissatisfaction and anger at his face. Sha Tong’s squatting to Shaping, although not screaming, but this expression is enough to make Shaping’s sweaty hair stand upside down.

"Hey, I..." Shaping said, unable to speak, his face was pale and pale.

"There is nothing wrong with you here, go back!" In the face of Yang Shangfei, Shatong is not willing to blame Shaping too much, so as not to let Yang Shangfei see a joke. Although Shatong did not swear, his voice was still plainly telling Shaping that he was angry at this time.

If it was before, Shatong was only a severe eye, it would be enough to escape Shaping’s look and wind, and there is no need to speak at all. But this time, Shaping did not know where to come from the courage. After the sand call sounded, Shaping shivered, but his feet were like roots on the ground, and one inch refused to move.

"Hey?" This is the first time Shaping has dared to violate his own words, so that Shatong is very surprised. "Do you know what to do? I will let you go back!"

"Hey!" This time, Shatong was even more surprised. His words were almost finished. The voice had not been dispersed. Shaping was like a smashing sigh. He suddenly made a loud drink, although his eyes still had A little bit of dodge and timidity, but it is really right to look at his eyes, refused to move.