MTL - Considering the Possibility of Falling in Love With the Villain-Chapter 51 Fight if you want

Song Yu lazily said, "Did you think that Qian Qianhuang can surrender to me today by words alone? It's too naive."

Even so, the arrogant and rude young city master did not rise up in anger. It is rare to face these people at the same level with him today. His temper is rare.

Ji Qianhuang smiled slightly. "Now Huaxia is peeped at by countless powerful bases on four continents and seven oceans. If there is no blood loss and no damage to its strength, it will naturally make the methods of cooperation between the major bases of Huaxia very good. We, the people, are now fighting each other. The strength is comparable in a short period of time. Since force cannot be moved lightly, it is better to say why you want to gain the world and compare each other's aspirations. "

Xing just smiled and said, "Interesting and interesting, since the war is unavoidable, it is not unreasonable to stand up to a debate among overlords."

The atmosphere is very friendly, it is like the friendly talks between the eight countries before the last days.

Song Yu gave a scornful glance at everyone, "I just worry about how to let you see my greatness."

Lu Chenguang also laughed: "No fear, this is the kind of spirit that should be between heroes."

It is a sixth order that can not be defeated by the fifth order. It is an unparalleled strength in the world. This is the city's fearless relying on the north and south. When the strength reaches the extreme strength, all conspiracy and tricks will become useless.

As the eight most powerful people in this world, they are the darlings of the weather, and the strength of each is not unreasonable. They are outstanding in both their wisdom and strength. Their avenue is not only to improve themselves, but also to the will of heaven.

"Well, since it was proposed by me, let's start with me." Ji Qianhuang drank a glass of wine and straightened her body. "The reason why I want to gain this world is to make everything as I wish, There is no such thing as a rebellion. "

Lu Chenguang patted his forehead and laughed, "It's as selfish as ever, to an enviable goal."

"That's what I do. Isn't it true that human beings can only do their best to obey their truest wishes?" Ji Qianhuang raised a glass of wine towards Lu Chenguang. "Since I say that I am selfish, then Tell your goals. "

"My ultimate goal is naive, and you might laugh at me when you say it." Lu Chenguang raised his glass to pay tribute to the crowd. "I want the world to have peace without fear. I may not be able to do this now, but I want to be When I stand at the top of this world, I will definitely be able to understand what to do. "

"This goal is extremely pure and vain." Gang Gang said so. Although his face was dark and rough, the smile on this man's face was very mild. "Anyway, my purpose is only one, that is to be with this world. The most powerful beings are fighting, whether they are gods or heaven, everything is the target for which I fight. "

"A silly big man who only knows brute force!" The handsome and handsome boy Song Yu with a weak and fair face sneered, "This world is so filthy that it cannot be completely destroyed even in the last days. The mission of my uncle to this world is to destroy it! Stupid human Ah, how are they eligible to survive in this world! "

These two breath-taking speeches made everyone pause for a moment and looked at each other. Lu Chenguang asked: "Then, do you want to rebuild a new world?"

The master of the Youth City cut out, "That's not in my consideration!"

Xing Gang couldn't help crying, "It's really a childish idea ... but it's dangerous, so what about Huangquan Lord?"

The topic leads to condolences.

The mute, who had hardly spoke, paused for a moment, "I want to break through the fate of destiny, the gods or unknown unknowns want to control my existence, these things will break them sooner or later."

"It is indeed the goddess of my family, with a wide range of thoughts, but the fate of the powerful curse that laments you and even the entire family, and I have completely given up to resist it." I also wore light-colored clothes. Xie smiled, and if the breeze blew across the water, it was a gentle and gentle woman like the light wind and the moon. She looked to the mourning and to everyone, "My biggest wish is to be able to die with a smile."

Die with a smile? This is even more weird than Song Yu's Zhong Er discourse. Everyone looked at each other and could hardly respond.

I wish my mourning face even colder, "What you can't do is you. If you are mine, you will have to fight against any existence! If you just give up like this, that is the weakest and most useless thing!"

Zhu Xie sighed, "This is what we wish our family to bear, and we can't violate it. Although I don't know what the" God's grace "is only recorded in the ancient books of the Zhu family, I probably wish that you also met Isn't it? Otherwise you won't be so upset now. "

Zhu Ai silenced and took the sip of the spirits on the table.

auzw.com Shen Qingjia raised her ears, but she still could n’t understand. What kind of destiny is unknown? Is there anything you ca n’t solve? Is it related to pretending not to know her now? How did Zhu Lai survive the killing? What happened later?

Many questions hovered in Shen Qingjia's mind, anxiously ran to Zhu Ai and shook her shoulders to let her say everything, but stood still in her indifferent cold eyes.

Why does Zhu Ai hate me? The probability of this happening may be less than 1 in 10,000. There must be some inexplicable reasons ... Although I think about it in my heart, I still worry about it, or I am afraid that that will make my heart feel ashamed.

Feelings can make people courageous and cowardly.

Ji Mingshi, the master of Mingde City who has not been strong in existence, is a man in his thirties who is very ordinary in appearance and temperament. He is neither majestic nor weak, neither justice nor gloomy, nor beautiful nor ugly. He looks roughly , Is a person who can't tell what the characteristics are.

Ji Mingshi faced Shen Su, "I don't have any great goals. The reason for trying to fight and fight is to keep my family safe."

"This is also a great goal." Ji Qianhuang turned her head and smiled brightly at the gods who just wanted to speak. "Observing the orders of others, thinking about it for a long time, I can't make one that can fight for myself. Poor reason, yeah, we have done it for your purpose of delaying time. "

Zhu Shencheng, the master of the city, looked at Ji Qianhuang, calmly, "What does this mean?"

"Do you still want to cover up? The spies who were planted in China by western countries, Smith, British and Chinese, formerly known as Jim Hilde Smith." Ji Qianhuang wrapped her hair around her fingers for a moment. The silky hair on the back slipped off his fingers. "If I'm not mistaken, the ambush outside this base has already arrived."

Black hair and black pupils. From the exterior, Smith with Europa ancestry could not be seen. He looked at the other seven people and saw that they all smiled and drank or had calm faces. Obviously, the owners of the seven cities were not surprised by this.

Song Yu bit the last crystal grape on his hand and looked at Smith with his unique look like never looking straight at people. "A rare clown has performed so wonderfully, I just don't want you to stop Now. "

The Western base represented by Smith set up a round. Who knows that it was themselves who jumped into the round last. Although there were tens of thousands of them outside the base, the great uneasiness in Smith's mind spread.

Lu Chenguang stood up and brushed his clothes. "Although we have no mercy and bloodshed between us, if anything that doesn't have long-sightedness comes into our house to make trouble, of course, we must first kill you!"

Smith, "........."

Doesn't it mean that the people in Huaxia love inner fighting and are keen to deal with their own people? Soul light information is not correct at all! !! !! !!

The clusters of flames in the middle of the stage of Shen Qingjia's pupils all burned. "Although I don't know what these mind-blowing spirits are calculating, but I only know that the long-lost battle has come."

And Ji Qianhuang and Zhu Zhu could not fight, this is really the best news she heard today.

She gently touched the surface of her space ring, her whole body tightened, and the fighting factors in each cell became excited, and automatically adjusted to the preparation mode. Xia You also opened Bai Sensen's teeth aside, revealing a long-lost eerie smile.

From the distance beyond the base, there was a roar of trembling sky, and the footsteps of countless people gathered together, shaking the spirits in the wine glass on the table case with small ripples, and the men and women who were ambushing early were approaching this little one. Village-level bases came around.

"Well, in order to ambush these people, the major bases in the West didn't let us find out. It seems to have paid a small price ~" Ji Qianhuang's eyes were all smiled.

Xun just dropped the wine glass on the table, and the sixth-order momentum did not hide from his tall body. "A group of miscellaneous people, only the fifth-level can only clean up the battlefield for us!"

At the same time, the majestic momentum of the sixth-order master on the eight city masters also surging, and the huge momentum formed different force fields, and even the wine glasses at the table turned into powder at this instant.

The higher the power level, the more insurmountable the power difference between the level differences. A Tier VI is enough to fight 10,000 troops. Ten Tier 5s cannot even defeat the defense of Tier VI. This is also the reason why with only dozens of people from the eight major cities, they dare to travel thousands of miles to the Ji Qianhuang banquet.

Ji Qianhuang tilted the wine bottle obliquely, poured out the last glass of wine, drank it into her throat, and exposed a clean white neck, as beautiful as a black swan.

"In that case, fight if you want!"

The author has something to say: Is this really a doomsday text, how do you feel that the more you write it, the more you think about it, and you ca n’t love it anymore (> ﹏