An old friend suddenly sneered: "Would you scold me again?"

"You really want my life?" Gong Yang Yongye broke the defense and broke the defense, but he still had to be old-fashioned. He lowered his voice and did not let the outside hear it, "How many kindnesses are you going to fight for others like this?"

An old friend asked Gong Yang Yongye: "I should ask you this question. Do you have to fight for your life and wade through this muddy water?"

Yang Yongye: "That was also forced by you."

If some Zhongjiao didn't move Xiangzhao, he would not have to end up fighting. Xiangzhao didn't happen. Gongyang Yongye was at most because of Xiangzhao's face. He occasionally made a scene with the situation. He could fight if he could, and he would not fight hard. However, when Xiangzhao had something wrong, it was still something that happened under his nose. Whether it was out of his own arrogance or interests, some Zhongjiao offended him to death.

To put it bluntly, some Chinese clubs were scattering and peeing on him, and even those with a little temper couldn't help it. He, Yang Yongye, had just lived in seclusion for many years and had lost the spirit of killing all the gods and ghosts with a sword in front of the two armies, and he was not a coward.

The situation has evolved into the current situation, which is also the cause of some Chinese society to suffer. They even have the face to ask him why he wades into muddy waters?

They know the best why they wade into muddy waters.

Looking at the burning anger in Gongyang Yongye's eyes, although his old friend didn't know the inside story, he also knew that this stubborn donkey would not give up - either kill or beat him up! No matter which one was it, it was not easy to do. His old friend lowered his eyes and raised his eyes, and his real murderous intent was surging in his palm, and his palm was secretly brewing. Suddenly, Gongyang Yongye's eyes flashed, and his old friend's movements slowed down dozens of times in front of him.

It seems that even the five senses were forced to be moved to the highest level.

When Gong Yang Yongye saw the old guy like this, he thought it was not good, and the alarm was made in his mind - he saw that his old friend's arms were from two to four, from four to eight, and thousands of afterimages of his arms were like peacocks spreading their tails behind him, and like mountains, which brought extreme oppression in an instant.

Thousands of palm shadows are all united.

"Since that's the case, it's useless to say more!"

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I bought a super cute typing skin, and I can type and follow that kind. Nezha’s Huntian Ling typing the keyboard left and right, which is super cute (not the magic boy version, it should be the input method skin jointly created by Sogou input method and Nezha Legend.) I knew it was the first time I could still play like this.
Chapter completed!