Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

The battle is just around the corner, Fatian returned with Jinji and King Xu, King Xu’s face was stinky and his body was dirty.

Ning Shu said to Fatian with a smile: “I’m back.”

Fatian glanced at Sang Liang and nodded to Ning Shu: “I’m back.”

Ning Shu jumped off the swing and walked to Fatian and said, “Today, we will say goodbye to the past.”

Fatian: “Okay.”

Xu Wang: “What are you talking about, who is this person, Ning Shu, can you change the problem of picking things up?”

Ning Shu expressionless; “I picked you up too.”

Sang Liang stared at Fatian and confirmed his identity, “Divine Beating Whip.”

“Who are you?” Fatian asked, no wonder Fatian recognized him Coming out of Sangliang, the temperament is different, even with the same face, it feels like two people.

Now the silver hair with Sang Liang’s logo is gone, instead, it is silver and white, which is even more invisible.

Fatian had very little contact with Sang Liang, and he knew that such a number existed.

Ning Shu: “The main system.”

Futian said, “You tied it here?”

Ning Shu: “I tied it here Yes, but I didn’t take the initiative to tie it over. It’s a bit complicated during this period.”

Fatian: “Then you let me come back because my uncle is coming.”

Ning Shu nodded, “Should be coming soon, don’t worry.”

Fatian: “…I’m not in a hurry.”

While waiting, all three of them went to wash After a while, have endured the hardships of a long journey and came back, need to wash and eat enough to cope with the next battle.

If you have enough time, you can take a nap.

Ning Shu also went to dress up, tied up loose hair, combed it into a tight ball head, and clamped the broken hair with the diamond hairpin.

Brush your teeth and button your eyes. If you lose, you don’t lose. Her lively and invincible look of full of energy is enough to hurt the heart of old bastard.

It is not in vain to dress her up so carefully.

Ning Shu full of energy came out, Sang Liang glanced at her, Ning Shu smiled and asked Sang Liang: “Am I good-looking, am I young, am I cute, am I strong?”

Sang Liang shut up and said, Ning Shu said, “But you and your uncle are not good-looking, neither young nor cute. As for being strong, that is even more uncertain. “

Sang Liang squinted his eyes and looked at Ning Shu, and finally sighed: “You, there is no manner.”

“Demeanor, I don’t have this thing, I like it best The dare thing is to hit a person when he’s down, and get a layer of cement and get a manhole cover.”

I didn’t see you talk about demeanor when you kill, and it’s your turn to say that others have no demeanor. .

The uncle brought a group of people to stop in front of the small courtyard. The team was solemn and quiet, the flags were hunting, and the small courtyard of the farmhouse in front of them was almost to be overturned by such an imposing manner.

On the verge of collapse, it is strong again. It has survived.

Ning Shu immediately tied Sang Liang. Sang Liang looked at the vine on his body, the vine before him, can he find a softer vine.

Ning Shu dragged Sang Liang as if walking a dog, confronted his uncle, Fatian turned into a light and appeared in Ning Shu’s hand.

Ning Shu turned the Divine Beating Whip upside down, feeling that the whip had become heavier and extremely dark. This darkness had a matte darkness rather than a translucent black.

This color makes the whip more unpretentious. There is no brilliance on the body. It is so restrained that it is just an ordinary whip. Even if it is thrown on the road, it is estimated that many people pick it up.

treasure self-obscure.

I feel that Fatian has grown a lot again. They are almost separated. In fact, Ning Shu does not know exactly how far Fatian has grown.

After a while, you should be able to know the formidable power of Fatian.

The expressions of Sang Liang and his uncle were very indifferent. They just made eye contact, and Sang Liang lowered his head, not making any contact with his uncle’s eyes.

Ning Shu tugged the vines and staggered Sang Liang. In front of so many people, Sang Liang was like a slave, without dignity.

Especially there are so many subordinates.

But his expression is still very indifferent, not at all worried about what happened to him.

Ning Shu said unkindly, “You are not afraid that I will kill you?”

“An organization, a country, even as small as a family Destruction is accompanied by death.” He said calmly.

Ning Shu sighed, did Sang Liang say that he was going to destroy the Fazehaihe organization together?

Should she applaud Sang Liang’s noble integrity?

My uncle glanced at Ning Shu and Sang Liang, and even rolled his eyes. He didn’t even bother to say anything. He glanced at An He, An He was prompted, and he sighed inwardly, admitting his fate. I set up a microphone: “Let the people go, or we will do it here.”

Ning Shu: “Don’t let go, I won’t let go.”

And:…

Are you he? You love to let it go, let it go.

No talk at all.

It is estimated that not only Ning Shu is tired of this kind of contact and the unfathomable mystery fight, the uncle’s heart is even more bored, and with a wave of his hand, there is no room for buffering, the two sides fought off guard.

As for Sang Liang, his uncle doesn’t care about his life or death, and Ning Shu is even more lazy.

The two parties collided like fire and water, trying to annihilate each other.

The various props on the organization side are like gorgeous fireworks, all thrown at Ning Shu, so dazzling that people can hardly open their eyes.

Ning Shu relied on the powerful defensive power of Golden Dragon and the offensive of cutting the sky to resist these props one after another. It felt like one man holds the pass, blocking ten-thousand.

Of course, these can’t even reach the appetizers. It’s just a test before the start of the war, focusing on showing your attitude.

It’s that her yard is bad luck again, and it’s going to be rebuilt again. Ning Shu feels very angry. Is it so easy to repair the house?

Everything she bought in it was fortunately pulled from Small World.

It is simply unforgivable.

It is really annoying. She has no contact with this organization, and she has never thought about what she wants to do with the organization, let it be, and live her own life.

But Sang Liang just refuses to let her go. What do I owe you?

In this case, it’s either you crushed it into mud, or I crushed it into mud.

If someone has to die to be completely broken, then you die.

Ning Shu grabbed Sang Liang next to him and threw him directly at him like a shield. All kinds of props were like bombs coming from the sky, almost all of them hit Sang Liang’s body. .

After bursts of brilliant rays of light, Sang Liang’s silhouette was gone, only a leather book slowly fell on the ground, splashed with dust.

The sudden death of the main system calmed the whole scene, and the army stopped their attacks by appointment.

They all opened their eyes and stared at the cowhide-covered book.

Ning Shu sneered, even if he died, Sang Liang was plotting against people’s hearts.

Even if the uncle has a one-tenth chance of giving him revenge, his goal has been achieved.