Several other friends also took a look and said that she was lucky and destined to be in a nursing home.

Pei Ye:【…】

Looking at Pei Ye, who is becoming more and more calm and majestic as a superior, Qi Ling Tiangong thought to himself that the master of the unscrupulous one is not that the old man is not capable or assisted, but that the conditions do not allow it. The throbbing of a young man can make the 16-year-old naughty child red ears, and can also make her make a ferocious beast hair cut and piece together a crooked baby face, and stare in a daze for two or three hours, but it is not enough to shake the adults over a hundred years old.

I don’t know which level begins, but the spirit of the weapon found that Pei Ye had undergone subtle growth.

When it asked a lot, Pei Ye looked at it, looked at it, and then said for a while: "I seem to be targeted."

The old man made a big alarm: "Look at it? Who is staring at you?"

Pei Ye said: "League leader."

Just when the Spirit Heavenly Gong suspected that it was something, her eyes were stained with worry: "I'm afraid... I can't compete with it..."

Artifact Spirit Heavenly Manufacture: "Ah?"

Pei Ye said: "The higher you stand, the greater the responsibility. There are limits to what a person can carry..."

The spirit of the weapon is still confused, but I guess it is my own thoughts that are dirty.

The old man patted her on the shoulder and said, "If you say that, you must believe in yourself. Your shoulders and body are stronger and stronger than anyone else!"

The prototype of the Demon Emperor's heyday...

What else can't be carried?

Pei Ye pursed his lips and smiled slightly, knowing that the spirit of the weapon was misunderstood, but he had no intention of explaining it.

She just couldn't figure it out for a moment, which did not mean that she could not relieve herself. After thinking it through, she made a decision. It is true that the higher she stood, the greater the responsibility, but only when she stood, the more she could protect. She was optimistic about the future.

The spirit of the weapon also saw the spirit of Pei Ye’s face full of energy.

Unlike youth and youthful vitality, it is a more steady, powerful, gentle and firm new vitality.

I thought I would run wildly in this direction, but unexpectedly, after the seventh and eighth floors, Pei Ye's eyebrows became gloomy again, and even had a little more ruthlessness that he had never been before. The hostility deep in his eyes was almost bursting out. The old man was trembling with his heart.

“…Well, what’s wrong?”

Could it be that Han Tubai was dead?

Ah, the old man said something unpleasantly, his master would probably be happy to set off firecrackers.

Although there is no love between men and women, who can't make a jealous person lose his friendship for so long?

Especially, that vinegar jar is essentially a crazy time to make a crazy meal.

Pei Ye said coldly: "It's just an internal struggle."

The Spirit of the Artifact: "Someone fights with you?"

"Well, the situation is not very good." She paused and said, "The situation is not very good to me. You said, how could anyone personally lift you up, look at you with a relieved look, and think you are blocking her way, and blame you for not following her expectations, so she is ready to pull you down with your own hands, even against your original intention? Since you are so reluctant, why did you give up your position?"

What did the spirit of the weapon and heavenly craftsman know?

"The chief you mentioned before?"

Pei Ye said: "Yes."

After passing another layer, Pei Ye woke up from his trance.

The first sentence I said was: "I won."

The spirit of the artifact was very supportive and applauded: "It's gratifying."

“Winning is not very glorious.”

Qiling Tiangong asked: "The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy, do you still have to talk about the style of a gentleman in the struggle for power?"
Chapter completed!