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"Endo Zhai, things have reached this point. If you don't take out some real skills, it's too much to say. Let's have some games."

Both of them are cultivators, and the normal timing of the game is of little use to them, so it is most appropriate to use the cultivator's way to compete.

"What do you want to compare with me?"

"It's still the Excalibur, you and I are targeting each other, and one side will die even if it ends." Zhang Xingyun looked at Endo Zhai coldly, and said it word by word.

Endlessly!

Zhang Xingyun can use his internal force to pass the voice out, so that the stadium can know their rules of the game, or be a witness, otherwise something will happen to the Tianhui branch.

But Ling Xiaoya sitting in the auditorium instantly blacked her face, "Zhang Xingyun, what nerves do you have!"

She didn't dare to stand up, pointing at Zhang Xingyun and scolding.

Although she saw that Tianren people were attacking in the face of so many people, she was also very angry, but he also understood the truth about helping the head bird. Now that Zhang Xingyun stood up, didn't he find a vent for the Tianhui people.

What's more, when there are so many people on the field, when will it be his turn to give that teacher his turn?

Can you kill you without seeing Endo Zhai?

Zhang Xingyun was surprised when he saw Ling Xiaoya's lion tiger, but when he thought of the kind of cold feeling from the bottom of his feet before the game, he instantly understood.

His eyes glanced in the direction of Ling Xiaohan, absolutely this little ancestor was tricking.

Ling Xiaohan threw out her tongue and said nothing.

Now Ling Xiaoya is just anger! She originally thought that Zhang Xingyun was a lazy person on weekdays, but did not expect him to come to the sports meeting.

And also took the first place. Although Ling Xiaoya was very angry about Zhang Xingyun ’s behavior of glaring at the audience just now when she entered the theater, but there were many small prides because such a favorite man was her husband. .

Although Ling Xiaoya has never said this thing on her lips, she actually hopes that Zhang Xingyun can give her a long face. Does that woman not want her man to be better?

To say that she watched the game just now is still very comfortable, Zhang Xingyun really won this little devil, but now what is called the death of a party is the end?

taking off own life!

"Zhang Xingyun, the game belongs to the game, you don't need to bet on your life." Ling Xiaoya feels that she has been a boss for so many years, and the kung fu that is not good at all is finished in Zhang Xingyun!

Zhang Xingyun also saw Ling Xiaoya's faintly provoked eyebrows, knowing that she is now under intense pressure of anger. If she is at home, she has already let herself kneel on the weight scale.

But everything must have a bottom line.

Before, no matter what Ling Xiaoya said, Zhang Xingyun didn't mind, even if Ling Xiaoya did too much, as long as she apologized, Zhang Xingyun could forgive her.

That's because Ling Xiaoya is his wife, and his own tolerance is because he has love and has not touched his bottom line.

But now, a Tianren, who dominates Huaxia's things, kills them, but takes them helplessly. At this time, Zhang Xingyun has no reason not to stand up.

Zhang Xingyun stared at Ling Xiaoya for a long time before speaking, "I was a person who didn't like trouble, but I was also principled. Now that I have bet on a life, I shouldn't back down at this time . "

After he finished speaking, he saw what Ling Xiaoya wanted to say, and interrupted him with an opening, "I may just be a hanger in the eyes of others, but I hope someone can see that my Zhang Xingyun is a real man."

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