Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

Hilton felt that his marshal had something wrong recently, very wrong. And I didn’t see the Marshal’s pendant. It was an unpleasant day at work.

Looking at his brother whose face was cold every day, Hilton couldn't help sighing again and stabbing Celte: "Hey, Celte, do you know what happened to Marshal and Qianjun recently? It seems to be arguing."

"It's better for you to take care of the personal affairs of the marshal." Celter tweeted his glasses. Although no one is nearsighted in the interstellar age, the glasses are still retained, and most politicians still like it very much.

Not only has Hilton been upset recently, Reinhardt is also upset.

Since I rejected my own little bun last time, I haven't seen anyone. When I saw people, it was the fellow You Ying, who ridiculed him every time, and even challenged all kinds of things.

He just couldn't do anything. He had a bad attitude towards him, and his soft little bun came out and shook his face at him.

"Qianjun, how are we going out to play? I recently saw a particularly fun place." The Marshal, who is also working on abducting Qianjun today, is still locked out.

"Zhuzhao, do you really ignore him?" You Ying curiously looked at Gu Qianjun, who was in the form of the youth opposite, from the depths of the sea of ​​knowledge.

It's the first time in so many years that I have seen candles behave like a child. It's really rare. It seems that human beings are still useful.

"Hmph, are you looking at my joke." Gu Qianjun's eyes looked a little cold when looking at You Ying.

Feeling the cool swooshing behind her, she immediately held back her careful thoughts and waved her hands again and again: "No, no, I'm the same enemy as you, how could I laugh at you."

Gu Qianjun didn't speak, and You Ying couldn't help but stepped forward: "I remember you are not that kind of militant, why are you making a fuss this time to participate in their human squabbling?"

Gu Qianjun, who took a sip of tea and squinted at You Ying, did not speak. Before You Ying could react, he disappeared into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. Liu Youying jumped inside alone.

Fuck, whoever you learned from the candlelight, you know that the fun has disappeared.

Ignoring You Ying's jump, Gu Qianjun stepped forward and opened the closed door.

The Marshal, who was ready to let Liu Guang open the door directly, couldn't help being silent as he looked at the suddenly opened door, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

"Ah, are you going out to play?" Reinhardt touched the tip of his nose.

As soon as the voice fell, I saw something flying towards him. After catching the contents of the boiling pot quickly, Reinhardt looked dumbfounded at the light brain in his hand: "Isn't this my light brain? Why is it with you?"

"Hebrew has already agreed to let me participate, and he said that he helped me get my school status and everything, so you can't stop me." Gu Qianjun looked at Reinhardt with a stern face.

Tsk tsk, some people seem to be dog-like on the surface, but in fact a group of people are panicked. You Ying sighed in the sea of ​​knowledge, of course she did not dare to let Gu Qianjun hear it.

If Gu Qianjun heard it, he would definitely shut him up in the dark room, which would be no fun.

Reinhardt sighed again with his familiar face of weakness: "Do you want to go that way? Forget it, you will be with me then."

Although this is the case, some accounts still have to be settled with Hebrew.

Hebrew with a magical face smiling at school: Ah cut!