Liu Changjun finally raised his head and reacted, but it was still a plain and simple word: "What about that?"

When Wan Zhenghao heard this answer, he didn’t react to it for a while, and he could understand it. He almost turned his back and trembled and pointed at Liu Changjun. “You...you...you have no half in your head. The people on the stripe road... You want me to understand what you can understand? Actually... What about it? What do you say? This is not important, it is not important, what is important in your heart?"

He said with anger: "The two major sects, is that our Lingbao Pavilion can be provoked? Is this reality important?"

"Can't afford it, what about it?" Liu Changjun looked at Wan Zhenghao with some impatience and said: "What are you afraid of?"

"What am I afraid of?" Wan Zhenghao finally burst: "Do you know what we will face once we annoy the two main gates? It is a thousand miles of bonfires, thousands of miles of smoke, life and death moments, white blades instantly add to each other to understand? This important is not important?"

Liu Changjun said impatiently: "Do you have any other nonsense? Are there any things that everyone knows, or are they important?"

Wan Zhenghao's eyes looked like Liu Changjun as big as a whale's eyes. He couldn't speak for a long time. He actually took a sigh of relief in his throat and spit it out for a long time. He said with anger: "Is it heavy? Why is it not important?" Have you ever played someone else? Have we played someone else? This is important, the most important thing."

"Can't beat." Liu Changjun finally honestly said "normal" words.

Wan Zhenghao breathed a sigh of relief. This popsicle finally served softly. When did you guys have soft clothes? I don’t want to waste so much spit on my bitterness. The things I will explain next will not be so difficult anymore. I wiped the sweat and said: "You know that you can’t beat it..."

But when he hadn’t finished speaking, he heard that Liu Changjun’s old **** was saying: “Can’t beat, what can you do?”

"I will die if I die, I will die a lot of people." Wan Zhenghao can't bear it anymore. The limit is bursting. He pointed to Liu Changjun's nose and shouted.

Liu Changjun quietly looked up and stared at the fat fingers that pointed to his nose, and his eyes were more cold.

He just looked at it like this, without saying a word.

When Wan Zhenghao boarded, he felt like a venomous snake crawling up on his vest.

I hurriedly took my finger back and shouted: "Is it really going to die?"

The tone has been softened a lot without knowing it. The momentum has just disappeared, and there is no extraneousness.

Liu Changjun glared at the fingers he had taken back, coldly and faintly said: "Of course it will die, but what about it?"

Wan Zhenghao was finally stunned.

I can't say a word.

I went there. It was originally "not important". Now there is one more "how is that?" Is this guy going to be alive and mad at me?

However, with such a hundred and fifty-headed greens, the truth is simply not plausible. The truth can't be said, what can you say?

"Is the killer all this kind of exercise?" Wan Zhenghao cursed in his heart: "I really stayed with this cold slab of coffin more than the dead..."

"Don't be afraid of death." Liu Changjun looked at Wan Zhenghao with contempt, and Shi Shiran stood up and said, "I will tell you a little more."

"What?" Wan Zhenghao has been mad at him.

"Don't point your finger at me with your trotters, it will make me nausea. Do you know how to cut?" Liu Changjun Shi Shiran went out and said while walking: "The next time, I will not hesitate Cut it for you. Know the cut?"

His figure disappeared outside the door, but he finally sent his last sentence: "Fat pig knows how to cut?"

Wan Zhenghao squinted his eyes and looked at him gradually drifting away, his back disappeared, and he was too angry to speak.

After a long while, I returned to God.

boom

Oh la la la

The boss of Wanda smashed the chair that Liu Changjun had just sat down and shouted: "This... this zombie coffin board is **** damn, why not die..."

Mouth in the mouth cursed: "You are not afraid of death, but you think of others as martyrs... What is the meaning of the grass, what theory, what thoughts... Soul, the soul of the soul is so daring to lick my fat pig... I am 10,000, I am fat, I am obviously thinner..."

The figure suddenly flashed, leaving Liu Changjun back again, cold eyes staring at Wan Zhenghao: "If you really want to be with the two masters, if you want to be a traitor, my first kill is You, won't you have a second one to know?"

With a bang, Liu Changjun’s head shrank back and disappeared without a trace.

"The traitor... the traitor?" Wan Zhenghao burst, and picked up a chair and smashed the past: "I rebel against your ancestors"

Panting.

But Liu Changjun was really missing this time.

The boss of Wanda was so angry that his body was trembled and his heart was jumping. He was a little dizzy at the time, but he was stunned. The dead coffin left, and he didn’t even have a discussion. Even Liu Changjun would not give constructiveness. Opinions, I can always listen to my complaints. Now, even such a person has gone. Wan Zhenghao’s heart is ups and downs, and his heart is full of enthusiasm. He said: "He’s a killer, you are not afraid, I have so much money. I am afraid of what, Laozi is the God of Wealth, the first **** of wealth, the wealthy servant, can also pass the gods, dare to provoke Laozi, Laozi took money to kill him, when Laozi became a **** of wealth for thousands of years, it was white, Lao Tzu is not willing Get into trouble, but if you have trouble, you are not afraid of trouble... bird"

One sentence, shouted aloud: "I will see if I open the door at the point, can I fall down the grass this day?"

Obviously, the boss of Wanda has been mad.

Outside the five rooms, Liu Changjun’s cold face sitting cross-legged, revealing a long-lost smile.

It’s just that there’s a deep eye, but it’s still a little worrying...

Obviously, this cold killer is actually not so cold, or a bit popular.

The sun shines all over the earth, and the golden glow is brilliant.

The original closed door of Lingbao Pavilion finally opened slowly at this moment...

People in the two major sects will take it for granted.

At this time, suddenly a light drink came: "Slow"

Everyone suddenly lost their eyes and looked back and saw the long street on one side, quietly coming over a team of people.

The left team, the white clothes, the white shoes, the white hat, the white belt, the white scabbard scabbard, from head to toe, all white, full of silver makeup.

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