Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Eat up.

Drink enough.

Su Shen patted his stomach: “Finally, I feel the spirit. By the way, how's it going over there? ”

“Which way do you ask?” Jiang Xishui asked with a smile.

“Both.”

“Wang Wueyu went out once and was beaten back by the Anjou master. Shin Jia did not see any movement. Wei Jia tried to save Lin Jia, but was blocked by our people. ”

“Old Man Wei is still a visionary.” Su Sighed: “What about at home? ”

Jiang Xiao Waterway: “You are asking Lu Qingguang. ”

Su Shen Heyan: “This bastard has pitched me at least twice. If he doesn't treat me like a fool, he should know I won't let him go. This is a great opportunity. He's not gonna miss it, is he? ”

“He didn't want to miss it, but the owner of Anjong sent Lu Huiyang to personally supervise him, not to give him the opportunity, not to give him the chance to harm you. ”

“Pfft!” Su sunk and slapped the table: “Is this saving me? Or are you saving Lu Qingguang? ”

Jiang Xiaoshui: “Save him in your name. Too bad the leopards, they wasted some time setting it up. ”

Lu Qingguang's condom was dug early, but it could not be achieved because of Angie's origin. Su Shen's mood was very bad.

This mood appeared on my face, with a few ugly, a few angry points.

He stood up and said, "Go! ”

“Where to?” Jiang Xishui asked.

Su Shen sighed and answered with a mute voice: "He was full of alcohol and food, but he was not in a good mood. He was just killing a few people, and the exit was offensive! ”

“Are you going to kill Lu Qingguang?” Jiang Xishui immediately realized Su Shen's thoughts and was surprised: “Can you think clearly? ”

“Think about what? Didn't you just say, the way of the brave, the righteousness as a chest, the blood in the heart, the battle if you want, what do you want to do so much? ”

“But that's not you. ”

“So I only made it after drinking. By the strength of alcohol, go crazy, more powerful, for the sake of the weekday, for the sake of not doing, hurts a little, drizzle a little. Wouldn't that be nice? If you can't even make mistakes after drinking, how can you be proud of yourself on a weekday? ”

He went downstairs.

Lu Qingguang stops at the intersection of 13th Street and Ganda Avenue on a tall horse.

William.

Satisfied.

Opposite him is an old man with a wide ear in one aspect.

His name is Yu Wynn.

Yu's current elder, owner of the Frost Scorpion bloodline, is now bowing down to him.

Yu Jia dropped.

One of the ten blood nobles at home, today, at this moment, officially surrenders to him.

If there is anything else to be dissatisfied with, it is the young man who made him deeply jealous, not him, who is responsible for much of the surrender.

Lu Qingguang no longer remembers when he began to resent Su Xin.

It was too long ago for him to remember, and he was reluctant to remember things like this.

All he needs to know is that since Su Shen, he has ceased to be the second person in Qinghe City, no longer the object of his opponent's fear, and no longer the person who relies most on Angiyuan.

Even Wang Wueyu's pursuit was not for him.

Although it's a good thing, this disregard also pisses him off, pisses him off, pisses him off.

So he hated Su Shen, hated that he had taken his head, hated that he had threatened his position.

It's a perfectly normal emotion, isn't it?

Most people would hate to see this.

So when the League of Lords was planning to sneak up on Su Shen, he withdrew his bloody guard; when the League of Lords surrounded Su Shen, he remained stationed.

He's not afraid Su Shen knows.

What would he do if he knew?

There was no evidence, and Angie was in the upper town, and he could not help himself.

Of course he didn't forget to deal with the noble opponents.

So according to his plan, he was going to put it at home today, give Su Sin a little behind his back, and if necessary, he would do it himself.

It's going to be his third time counting Su Shen, and he's sure to make it.

But it was all ruined by the goddamn scholar.

The presence of Lu Zhiyang prevented Lu Qingguang from releasing people.

His dissuasion and warnings are all the more representative of Angelic itself: he does not wish to see his own problems at this critical juncture against blood nobility.

So he had to put up with it.

Until now, Yu has officially surrendered.

Yu Wynn surrendered because someone had sent him a message of Su Shen, heard that he had broken into the house alone and had killed him up and down the house.

And then he dropped.

This is also why Lu Qingguang is dissatisfied.

In an attempt to persuade Wynn to surrender, he said a good word and promised a large box, but none of it was as good as Su Shen's news, an action.

He felt like he had been slapped in the face.

Even Lu Yuyang looked at him with ridicule, as if he were saying to him, "Look, am I right? You can't piss Su Shen off. If you mess with him, you must be dead. The city lord won't let you go to save you. ”

“To save you. ”

“To save you. ”

“Save you. ”

Such a continuous bell echoed in Lu Qingguang's mind, irritating him.

And Wynn's eyes became colder and colder, and colder: "What's the point of coming down now? In my opinion, if I kill him, it's a hundred. ”

Yu Wynn shocked: "General Lu, that's not what you just said! ”

“Just now, now. Just give you a chance, don't. Now I get the news, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I want to surrender. But do we still need your surrender?” Lu Qingguang shrugged his eyes and asked: “Even the house is over and the house has fallen. There are four of us left. Leaving you, making no contribution, will get more than one meal. Wouldn't it be better to kill you? One less meat, and one more meat? ”

Yu Wynn exclaimed: “The people from Sutus have said that if I want to surrender, I can never blame them! ”

He was sent the message from the Yuantou Department, also from Su Shen, and more importantly from the conscription.

Lu Qingguang was indifferent: “Su Shen's words, not mine. He agreed to surrender, but I haven't yet. ”

He was upset and wanted to vent.

Without finding Su Shen's head, he intends to do well on Wynn's head.

Lu Liyang saw the situation and slightly frowned.

But he didn't say anything.

He knew that Lu Qingguang was in the air and needed to vent. Of course, there was no shortage to sabotage the Su Shen project, adding a little psychological congestion to him.

But what does it matter to you?

Stopping him didn't help, it could set him on fire.

So, Yu Jia, you think it's bad luck.

Lu Qingguang has raised his head.

The sergeant raised his knife all around him.

Yu Wynn was cold, discolored, palpitated.

At this time of despair, the voice of Su Shen was heard.

“Now that you don't agree to the surrender, roll aside. Don't stand in my way and get in my way. If you touch one of my sweats, I'll chop your finger off. If you touch too much, I'll unload you and feed you to the dog as a bun. ”