Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

The word incompetence, coming out of the mouth of the clouds, is somewhat strange.

Yunting is the youngest Major General in China's summer, the most perfect Special Forces in physical training, and a thunderous god with undefeated mythology.

He said he was incompetent. What about the others?

Wood raised her head and looked seriously at Yunting. She saw self-reproach and fear in his eyes.

That is, not confident.

For the first time, trees and trees have seen such clouds, so grounded, they will also be afraid of clouds.

Is it because of her? She became his weakness.

The trees lowered their heads and nodded silently.

She still didn't give up the idea of joining the Thunder Squad later to protect him, but now she's giving up temporarily because she's not good enough.

Now she's going to be his drag, not enough to compare to him.

She'll work hard, always be able to compete with him and guard him.

Wood's brain was clear, speaking of strength, endurance and combat, and she was no better than any man in the Thunder Squad, or even anyone who wanted to join the Thunder Squad and was eliminated.

But she has advantages that no one else can compare, and the way she helps him can be in many ways.

For example, draw more characters, prepare more powder, earn more money to distribute benefits to his subordinates, and solve military problems!

Wood thinks so, and it's full of energy.

Nor is there much belt in the woods. Her hair is now covered with shoulders and naturally flush like the most popular straightening ions ever done.

With such a long, medium hair, it's more of a good, sophisticated purity.

It was only after resolving the emotional problems of the trees that Yunting began discussing the murderous rats here with the team members.

Yunting has successfully sent the report to the superior leadership, and it is up to the superior leadership to decide how to handle it.

“Sister-in-law, what do you think?” Du and Zhou are now loyal followers of the Goddess Tree.

Sister-in-law, it works better than the chief!

“Give me the flying knife.” The trees pointed to the ground in front of her.

Cloud Ting cooperated with the flying knife he was carrying, and the five pieces he had just retrieved were placed on the ground.

The trees began to dip the ink drawer with a brush, but instead of lighting red vermilion, they took her long hair and put it in a curl and set it on the flying knife to ignite.

A strange flame, green as a ghost fire, spinning several laps on a cloudy flying knife, eventually slowly extinguished.

What Xiaodu and others saw was just a vague feeling. Before, Yunting's flying knife was stained with nauseous blood, giving people a nauseating feeling.

After being burned by the trees, not only did they clean the blood stains, but they also refreshed the knife, and there was no more feeling of disgust.

After all this, the trees wiped the fine sweat beads on their foreheads before reaching a conclusion:

“If I'm not mistaken, it should be a neonatal germ, like the plague, but worse than the plague, and it could be an evolutionary version of the plague. ”

Trees and trees will come to this conclusion, reminiscent of a national disease that lasted a whole year in the past.

The catastrophe came in unimaginably, and suddenly a few people got infected, and it spread, and it was completely untouchable. Until the national martial law, access to schools was forbidden, and pedestrians on the roads disappeared, with only the largest number of hospital personnel.

At that time, Daoist Ling guessed that the cause of the disease was strange, and Daoist Ling and Yunting went to investigate for a long time, which greatly damaged Master Yuan qi.