Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 For Yuan Yuan, it is still an ordinary afternoon.

　　 In the border where the day-night cycle is independent of the current state, every day passes calmly, and you can see it at a glance.

In the morning, I went to the racecourse to help, and practiced swords for three hours by the way. In the afternoon, I studied by myself based on the textbooks left by the teacher, took notes, wrote down what I didn’t understand, and sent it to his mailbox. By the way, I supervised Lin Jiu. If you do something, you have to beat him up, and then take care of Shou Oo.

　　 But most of the time, Lin nineteen was very clean, which saved her a lot of things.

　　In addition to about five hours of piano practice a day, the internal ensemble practice of the Ivory Tower Symphony Orchestra twice a week, and then half a month, to replace Huai Shi to revise the assignments submitted by other students.

　　 Although teachers often do not reply to emails for a long time, and occasionally feel a little anxious, most of the time they are full and busy.

　　 It’s just that I sometimes get distracted when I practice the piano.

　　 When will the teacher come back?

　　 Outside the classroom door, heavy footsteps sounded, causing her bow to pause, frowning, and seeing Lin Jiu rushing forward and pushing open the classroom door.

　　 Before he could speak, Yuan Yuan reacted: "You were chased and chopped again?"

　　 She subconsciously looked at Shanjun's Great Sword next to her, "Where are the people?"

　　 "No, no...no!"

　　The hut in the forest widened his eyes and panted for a long time before panting: "How can someone catch me when I run? It's not me, it's our school! Our school is on TV!"

That's it?

　　 Yuanyuan glanced at him incomprehensibly, lowered his head, and continued to practice piano: "It's not the first time, what's so strange?"

　　The cabin in the forest slapped his forehead and finally grasped the point: "Old teacher, he is on TV too!"

After 　　 Yuanyuan’s movements, a mispronunciation appeared in the anxious performance of the Four Seasons Concerto, which stopped abruptly, and his eyes became dangerous: "What did you say?"

　　 One month after the teacher went out, the forest hut suddenly came to tell her that the teacher was on TV?

　　 Is this a new type of trick?

　　 "Really!"

　　The hut in the forest was anxious: "You believe me!"

After 　　 said a word, Yuanyuan's expression became more and more distrustful: "Xiao Nineteen, don't you know how to play tricks?"

　　 "The school is broadcast on the public screen, watch it for yourself!"

　　 Lin XIX took out his mobile phone and showed her the picture directly: "It's in the dark web live broadcast room of Tomorrow News! The whole country live web broadcast, the audience has exceeded 4 million!"

　　 The original fate will take it in doubt.

　　 The first scene when I entered the live broadcast room, I saw the cousin who called me every day to report his safety and was killing people——

　　 Lu Ming in the **** rainy wind, the knight pierced out of the hunting angel, it was dyed blood red.

　　 From his hand, the front end of the trident fork has long been broken, leaving only half of the blade. But above the half of the remnant blade, there was a sharp glow that was invincible!

　　 casually, he threw the opponent stringed on the gun to the ground, and then the horseshoe with a large bowl mouth trampled down, like iron pile ramming, flesh and blood became mud!

"Come!"

　　 Under the shattered visor, the young man turned his head and sipped **** spit on the ground. When he raised his head again, he stared at the enemies in front of him.

　　 mocking and smiling.

　　 "This is just the beginning!"

　　'S Lu's horse hooves trampled on the ground with a clanging sound, and then, the sky seemed to echo the roar of thousands of horses.

　　With the power of one person, it is comparable to the army of ten thousand.

　　 "Uncle's'one ride, and grandpa's...'My heart is like iron'?"

　　 Yuanyuan’s first reaction was not anger, but a sense of relief: "I'm getting stronger, A Zhao."

"Huh?" Lin nineteen felt like he had seen a ghost: "Why are you not in a hurry? Your cousin...wow, the blood is all green, what kind of medicine is this taking? All of a sudden, the progress is so fast! "

　　 The original family and the Lin family are also the inheritors of the holy names, and the basic plate is still in Eastern Xia. Everyone has been so many years, you kill me, I kill you, you paddle, I fish, the ones that have been cooked can no longer be cooked.

　　 Changhong died in Shu, hid his blood, and turned into green in three years.

　　 Hara’s ‘Heirloom Jade Blood’, this is the original qualitative change formed after thousands of years of inheritance. But is awakening at the age of fifteen too exaggerated?

　　 It seems that it has reached the stage of fusion of the destiny of ‘the heart’s death is still like iron, the blue blood is buried unresolved.’

　　 This is the blood lock of the original family. It is known as "the heart is not dead, the blood is not exhausted." Otherwise, according to the personality of the young people of the original family in the past, it is estimated that they would have died recklessly long ago.

　　 The envy of Lin Nineteen's eyes are about to fall.

　　 As for the ‘One Riding One Thousand Ride’, that’s exactly the Yuan clan’s ultimate tactic, not to mention the ability to learn, the original family can use only ten fingers.

　　The cabin in the forest almost suspected that he had been dropped.

But this kind of **** like "How many **** people do you single-handedly after you get angry", the brain dared to harden the predator army to the blessed land, except for pretending to be Wang Yuan's home. Who else can Dongxia have?

　　 Besides, this is not an exaggeration...

　　 In the angle of view conversion of the phase detector, the turbulent scene of the entire Tanba inner circle appeared in front of you.

　　 The flocks of crows flying above the sky and the extreme paths on the ground that defend the ground, and even the ubiquitous ghosts, as well as the huge frame of [Hengchang of Truth] and [Bhagavad Gita] that collide in one place on the sky.

　　 When the power of the divine narrator, the hero leader and the power of the creator collide, the chain reaction between the power of the gods and the law forms a weird gas that covers hundreds of miles.

　　 Even finally, above the earth, the Sea of ​​Blood Corpse Mountain.

　　 Yuanyuan finally saw his teacher.

　　 is no longer the always gentle smile in the impression, but has become cruel and cruel, like a beast, but even more crazy than a beast.

　　 A person challenged the hunting angels, fighting with an enemy hundreds of times better than him.

　　 In the encirclement of self-respect, a winding blood path was opened step by step.

　　 It is hard to imagine that it is a struggle created by human beings, and it is impossible to imagine that there will be someone so scheming to push the skill of killing to such a peak.

　　 That is an exhibition of slaughter.

　　 From the chopping and staggering of swords, death has come here, in his hands.

　　 Ten times the siege, a hundred times the number and a thousand times the enemy can not kill him, but like weeds, let it be harvested.

　　 Until the end, he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of the enemy. Only on the solemn face, the divine crown emerged.

　　 drop death!

　　 In the long dullness, Yuan Yuan's eyes widened in amazement, staring at everything on the screen.

　　 Subconscious little hand shook.

　　 Waiting for her to come back to her senses, only to find that she had sent out a golden rocket with Lin Jiu's account.

　　 Next to Lin Xiu he wanted to speak but stopped, but he wanted to stop.

"That one……"

　　 "Huh?" Yuan Yuan looked at it ‘unexplainably’, and Lin XIX's expression twitched: "Ahem, it’s okay, it’s all stolen money anyway..."

　　 "In the future...be careful in the future, this is not good, it is all the hard-earned money of the students."

　　 In the long embarrassment, Yuan Yuan coughed, looked away, everyone pretended nothing happened. Then he took out his mobile phone and logged in to his account.

　　【'Yuanyuanbuyuan' sent out ten golden rockets. 】

　　 On the screen, ten fire lights slowly rose from the barrage of cheers of the paradise club. In an instant, the cynical and cynical comments disappeared.

　　 But then, the rocket animation disappeared instantly.

　　 Amidst the glittering golden picture jitter, a colorful barrage rises in the impassioned music.

　　 [Administrator "Hella" sent a spaceship]!

　　 The light was so bright, illuminating the girl's deep eyes in front of the screen.

　　 At that instant, Lin Jiu smelled an unpleasant smell from Yuanyuan's frowning brows, and the corners of his eyes jumped wildly.

　　 Yes, it was war...

　　 The war between fans has arrived.

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　　 "Don't **** block the screen with rockets!"

In the spacious office, the white-haired middle-aged man looked at the scenes hidden by the rockets, and couldn't help but patted the table angrily, "What are these little girls thinking in their heads now! Can they make people feel good? Watching the live broadcast?"

　　 "Cough cough, there are also a few from our side." Michelle on the other side coughed twice, "I just saw it, and there are two more from our school... But sir, why do you send rockets?

　　 "...Smoothly, smoothly, isn't this making fun of it?"

　　 The middle-aged man scratched his white hair in embarrassment, and could only change the subject. He looked at the rotten lady who had been violently mutilated on the screen, and slowly shook his head: "How many is this?"

　　 "The fourth, sir."

"The third-order commander, it seems that Russell is determined to train him as an heir." The master of the pedigree said with emotion: "After all, it is an old predecessor. Once you do it, you will be thunderous, and you will not give the slightest face. ."

　　 The same mystery and method, there are similar inheritances in the American pedigree, Liz can integrate the divinity of the "Left Hummingbird" at the third level.

　　 But that is the unique treatment of the inheritors of the noble blood of the gods, and the inheritance of other genealogy has more or less such restrictions.

　　 Now that the Tower of Ivory has such a big capital, it seems that he is trying to promote this young man as a representative of the next generation of heavenly pedigree.

　　 Such a high-profile approach does not match the image of the Ivory Tower in the past. Perhaps this is a signal that Russell has decided to intervene in current affairs again.

　　 After so many years of keeping a low profile, the Tower of Ivory no longer intends to be a spectator.

"The young people nowadays are really incredible. Judging from the latest information, it took half a month to establish authority in the inner circle of Tanba, and pull the entire tens of thousands of people out of hell... miracle."

　　The middle-aged man looked at Michelle, who silently rolled his eyes next to him: "It seems that you were also ashamed last time?"

　　Michelle has no expression on his face: "I am a very good young man. I admit that-regardless of his talent, ability and style, he deserves the title of hero.

　　 As for moral corruption, it is a trivial matter.

　　 It's a pity, after all, too young, I am afraid it is not a better opponent. "

　　 "Who knows? Russell has always taken one step to look at the three-step style. Maybe there is something to follow... But why can't we add fire?"

　　 The middle-aged man calmly leaned on the chair, and between his five fingers, an ancient gold coin was slowly rotating. Behind him, there was a majestic figure of a feathered snake slowly rising.

　　 Along with the circling of the Mayan gold coins, the blessing from the feather snake descended, causing the silhouette of the young man to appear in the bright light.

　　 illuminates the smile of middle-aged people~www.ltnovel.com~ Michelle asked in amazement: "Does the American pedigree want to make a statement?"

　　 "Otherwise, the left and right are just a favor, and I always have to express my position."

　　The middle-aged man said: "Douglas's departure from Yingzhou is not in the interests of the American pedigree. As long as he exists for a day, it will be part of the American pedigree's Far East strategy.

　　 Besides, when he was fighting for the master of the genealogy, he crossed the boundary and almost caused civil turmoil. He should have been put to death. However, the death left by the White Crown King before he fell asleep caused him to be exiled to Yingzhou, where he lived.

　　 This is what the veteran does not die.

　　 The White Crown wants to save a good death for his henchmen.

　　 For so many years, the beauty of the American pedigree has depended on this, but now Arthur is unwilling to wither silently. If he wants to leave Yingzhou, he has violated his laws, and there will be no place for him in the present. "

　　 From his hand, the gold coin condensed with the blessing of the feathered snake rose into the sky, turning into a stream of light and rising.

　　 But at that moment, there was a brilliant light from the top of the lens, falling from the sky——

　　 The middle-aged man's movements paused for a moment, unbelievable, but couldn't help laughing:

　　 "Is anyone rushing to this?"

　　 On the screen, countless brilliances roared one after another!

　　From all directions!

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