Super God Gene

Zhao Jiuer was not too busy to panic and still said peacefully: “Old man Bai wants to see the face of the little girl, the little girl naturally dares not refuse, but you are always such a big person, do you really want to make me such a little girl? ”

Old man Bai laughed: “All my life, I like to see little women in trouble. Cut the crap and let me see what you look like. ”

“Old man Bai must see, Cohle naturally can't refuse, but as long as his heart doesn't want to, even though there will inevitably be discomfort on the face of the saint, not to mention that Cohle, a vulgar little woman, will affect your visual aesthetics, isn't it a great sight?” Zhao Jiuer said softly.

Old man Bai listened slightly, he came for beauty, if you can't see the most beautiful side of Zhao Jiel, it really feels a bit of a pity.

“How will you meet my old man willingly?” The old man hesitated to ask.

“It's simple, little lady asks a question, if you can answer it, the little lady willingly meets you, and you can play a song on your own for the old man as compensation.” Zhao Jiel said.

“If you ask me what you like to eat and drink, how can I know?” The old man whispered.

“The questions I ask will not involve private matters that are unknown to anyone, nor will I ask some bypass festivals, all of which have traceable avenues.” Zhao Jiel said.

“Well, if you don't understand anything, ask. My old man will surely confuse you.” Old Master Bai said proudly that a husband and I all seemed arrogant.

“Sir, which of the seven empires is the highest mountain?” Zhao Jiuer asked after a moment of silence.

The old man laughed: “You can't defeat my old man. The highest mountain of the seven empires is Tianwang Mountain of my Qin kingdom. Even the mountains to look up to in the sky, in terms of vertical altitude, none of the mountain peaks above the countless stars of the seven empires can make their way around. ”

Zhao Jiuer smiled slightly: “Tianwang Mountain is on the rock star, and the trajectory of the rock star falls parallel to Tianwang star. The top of Tianwang mountain is facing Tianjing star. Does that mean that any mountain on Tianjing star is higher than Tianwang mountain? ”

When the old man heard it, he reacted with anger: "This is a cunning argument. According to you, none of the seven empires has the highest mountain, and there are other stars above any mountain. ”

“When the old man was angry, the little girl knew a mountain, which in either direction was the highest mountain.” Zhao Jiel's evidence is sincere.

“How could this happen? My old man doesn't believe me. There is a mountain like this somewhere. You just have to say it and listen to it. If there is no such thing, you are trying to fool my old man. I will punish you for drinking and singing with me later.” Old Master Bai said in a drummed manner.

“Master Bai, do you really want to hear the answer?” Zhao Jiel's voice came from the ghost.

“Of course I do.” Old man Bai said directly.

“In that case, the old man, listen up, the tallest of the seven empires is Mount Tianwang.” Zhao Jiuer spoke with seriousness.

The old man whispered slightly: “I just said Tianwang Mountain, you are wrong, now you say Tianwang Mountain is the highest mountain, what is the point? ”

“It's simple, because the vertical height of Tianwang Mountain is the longest of all mountains, and nature is the highest mountain, don't you think?” Zhao Jiuer smiled.

The old man was furious: "Well, how dare you tease my old man. ”

“So what if I tease you?” Zhao Jiel's voice cooled down.

“Looks like you little girl rarely goes out, don't know how good my old man is.” The more angry the old man said, the more dazzling his body appeared, and he slapped at the screen and bombarded the past.

The wind was blown to pieces, and the horrible force continued to blow toward Zhao Jiel.

Zhao Jiel sat in front of the window, his fingers playing the violin, did not mean to resist, just waved the cloud sleeve at hand, the old man Bai was sucked in by the cloud sleeve, his body was getting smaller and smaller, and he turned his eyes into Zhao Jiel's palm.

Zhao Jiel turned his hand and placed the only old white man with a big slap beside the piano. It seemed to take no effort at all.

Hanson couldn't help but stare, and the old man turned into a muddy man.

Hanson had to frown slightly. Old man Bai was definitely not a weak man. Hanson could feel it. His genetic species was extremely powerful.

But these people were actually suppressed by Zhao Jiuer's hand room and beaten directly into a mud man. These powers are truly somewhat astonishing.

“Mr. Han, nobody bothers us anymore. Jiel has admired you for a long time, and this cup is to you.” Zhao Jiel stood up and came to Hansen with a bottle of wine. He poured a glass of wine and held his hands in front of Hansen, his eyes spinning, silently saying.

If Hanson hadn't known she was here to kill herself, he would really have thought she meant so much to herself.

Although Zhao Jielchang is beautiful, there are still some gaps compared to the appearance of Gu Tincheng, but Zhao Jielchang has a kind of beauty of youth, which makes people feel like they are returning to their first love at first sight. Although the first love is not necessarily the most beautiful, it is the most impressive and memorable.

Even if Hanson is so familiar with beautiful women, he has to admit that Zhao Jiuer is the kind of woman that can easily be touched. Such a woman is more likely to commit crimes than those who look delicate.

“I'll definitely have this one.” Hanson took the glass quietly and sipped it in his mouth. He went to see what was so special about the experimental experience Qin Xiu had created.

“Mr. Han, you're not curious. Why does Jewel admire you so much?” Zhao Jieyer asked in a playful blink.

“Why?” asked Hanson with a smile.

“Do you really want to know the answer?” Zhao Jiel's emotional micro-closed eyes seem shy and afraid to look at Hanson.

“I really want to know.” Hanson saw Zhao Jiuer's face and couldn't help but swing in his heart.

'Cause Jill really wants to kill you. ”Zhao Jiel's face cooled down and his cloud sleeve waved against Hanson.

Hansonton felt a strange power born in his body, allowing him to fly uncontrollably toward Zhao Jiel's cloud sleeve.

The strong body gradually shrunk, eventually becoming a clapping mud man, Zhao Jiel held in his palm.

“Qin's first swordsman is just a colored, smelly man.” Zhao Jiuer snorted and placed Hanson's muddy man on the table.