quickly transmigration bl : cute devil

Arc 1. 9 : Grab the protagonist's Luck

It is the mad arm that is broken.

At the beginning of the game, Nie Chenyuan withdrew his arrogant arm with only one hand with a hard-to-reach speed.

The scream of horror and fear, he was half-skinned with blood, and he did not see the attitude of arrogance at first. He wants to surrender, but the wind that has been attacked has not been exported yet.

Everyone present at the meeting saw what it was called abuse. Zhang mad was like a broken sandbag and fell on the stage. In the end, he couldn't even tell the words.

As long as the Guwu Conference does not harm people's lives, it is not illegal. However, it is basically the children of the family who have reached the finals. It is rare to see each other on weekdays.

The words that were said before the madness were not secret. Now everyone is consciously closing their mouths, and some people are afraid because of their inappropriate words.

Looking at the ground, there was basically only a sigh of madness. Nie Chenyuan licked the blood of his hand and shrugged his shoulders toward the already sluggish referee.

"Reassure, I listened to your opinions and will not do any harm to the downfall." After that, he immediately jumped down the platform and did not return to the lounge, but went straight upstairs.

When the stretcher lifted the madness, the referee noticed that there was really no trace of scars on the platform. He suddenly looked at the mad eyes and felt more sympathy.

"So violently strong... There is such a control, he is definitely more than nine layers of the day after tomorrow." Gu Jiajia's lips screamed and said such a sentence, behind him was silent.

Lin Yuhao stared at the screen with a sigh of relief, and some red bloodshots appeared in his eyes. Under the close look, his hands clasped to each other were also trembled faintly.

"Baby." Nie Chenyuan pushed the door of the private room and directly skipped the smiling grandfather and walked toward Qingyun.

Lifting the foot to open the person, Qingyun frowned and looked at Nie Chenyuan's **** smear: "Who made you come in?"

Nie Chenyuan smiled and went over, but he was photographed by Nie Songping. "Good boy! You tell me the truth, what is it now? It must be ten days after tomorrow?"

I said with a very open smile.

"In this kind of tomorrow's challenge, Lin Yuhao's kid can be defeated. I see how Zhang Jingguo is horizontal?!"

"Grandpa, I won't be tomorrow." Nie Chenyuan smiled and looked at Qingyun.

"How?" Nie Songping looked at his grandson and looked at Qingyun, but it is unknown.

"It's me who will play tomorrow." Qingyun bowed his head and said carelessly.

Nie Songping, a moment, suddenly gave Lin Yuhao a row of wax in his heart.

The Guwu Conference was suspended for one day, giving the champion who had previously been fighting for a period of rest, and then the challenge that people are most concerned about.

Only the top ranked players are eligible to challenge the previous leader, Lin Yuhao.

Lin Yuhao is warming up in his own private lounge. There are several ancient Wushu associations standing around. Unlike the usual meeting, Lin Yuhao will compliment a few words. At this time, all the warriors are quiet and the atmosphere is very different. .

It is really because the horror of the day before yesterday is shocking. Everyone has defaulted that Nie Chenyuan's cultivation has surpassed the nine layers of the day after tomorrow. Lin Yuhao is right with him, and the victory is not big.