Chapter 7 I am going to sue Emperor Xia
"Boy, what did you say? Do you have the ability to say it again?"
The old man was obviously a bad temper and rolled up his sleeves with a pale face.
"Brothers, this old man is going to be a big deal to your other world announcer. The cute little baby is so bad. The Rockets are going to do it."
Chu Qingfengqing stood there calmly, facing the angry old man, motionless, with his deep eyes showing calmness and confidence.
He was unfathomable in the training ground, and he was in the live broadcast room and was in trouble.
"Hurry up, Rockets go, the old man is fierce, the anchor can't hold it anymore."
"No, anchor, please step up your efforts."
"I can only give you eighty-eight points. Don't ask me why it's not a full mark, because I'm watching you show off on the highway, and the traffic police deducted it."
Haven't the conditions been met?
Chu Qing frowned. Could it be that he was not pretending to be big enough?
"Grandpa Zhao, stop."
The girl wearing white training suit spoke, preventing the old man from committing atrocities.
Chu Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he made a living by relying on his face.
This old man didn't come from his stern head, even he dared to beat him.
I think the original owner's identity was once the strongest person in the younger generation of the Tianshu Realm. If the twelve-year-old Fenghou Realm was not astonished as three years ago, I'm afraid... I've already stood on the top of the mountain now.
After the human race practices, after opening the Palace of the Face, the Ten Seal Realm of Foundation Building, the Ten Seal Realm is the Face Master Realm, but only after the Face Master Realm, this practice is truly beginning to enter the house.
After the Xiangshi realm, there are three major realms.
He was appointed as a general, was appointed as a marquis, and was appointed as a king.
In three years, with the original owner's talent, it is just around the corner to become king, and it is not impossible to open up a new realm.
As a former young vassal, the original owner did not have any achievements. He killed ten of the same ranks in the battlefield of the king and became famous in one fell swoop.
The king of Daxia was specially granted the title of "Tianshi", which broke the record of "Tianshu" in the youngest title of "Tianshu".
The Chu family, which was originally just a small clan in the Tianshu Realm, also followed the wind of the original owner, and the ships rose and entered the realm of the great clan.
Although his realm has been completely lost, the emperor's title could not be easily taken back. He is a useless person, but no one can erase his achievements on the battlefield of the king.
The original owner was too proud. In fact, with the connections he had made, even if most of them were friends who were drunk and drunk, even if they spoke to someone, the person would never treat him badly.
But because of the complete loss of state, not only did everyone give up on him, but he also gave up on himself.
Chu Qing is now from the earth.
He, the weather for the Great Xia, who dares to act badly at me, will I sue Emperor Xia.
Thinking of this.
Chu Qing's waist was straighter, his hands were crossed on his back, and his eyes were deeper and deeper.
"He is Chu Qing."
The girl in the practice clothes quietly approached the old man's ear, and her voice was very small.
He is so handsome, I want to sleep with him.
Chu Qing couldn't hear what the girl said, but there was a water friend who claimed to be a lip guru who was translating for him.
I opened my mouth four times, how did you translate nine words?
Chu Qing looked full of suspicion.
"oh?"
The old man narrowed his wrinkled eyes, as if he had a blue light.
"My friend Chu, tell me, why is Xu Lai not a sword?"
Knowing Chu Qing's identity, the old man calmed down, but his voice still suppressed his anger.
His swordsmanship was achieved through countless days and nights of hard practice and seventy years of polishing.
The other party is a yellow-haired boy, sword? Does he understand?
"No, no, Mr. Zhao, you misunderstood."
Chu Qing said "humblely".
The old man showed disdain on his face and immediately stiffened.
"In my opinion, this thing is not."
Chu Qing's words without fluctuations came slowly, and every word was like a steel needle piercing into the old man's heart.
"Hahaha, OK."
"OK."
"What a young man to be a vassal."
The old man was so angry that he laughed. A waste who could not even use the minister dared to speak wildly in front of him.
"That guy Zhao Wuya, the vice president of Nanfeng Middle School, is going to ask Fengtian for advice today."
"It's over, the anchor is getting into trouble. The vice president of the fantasy world is usually the big boss in the later stage."
"The anchor kneels down, they are all their own people, so there is no shame."
"Do you still have the backbone upstairs? A dignified time traveler with a seldom and yellow bloodline, can you kneel to someone else's world? Please kowtow the anchor."
Have you lived in my live broadcast room?
Chu Qing gritted his teeth secretly when he saw it.
"What's wrong?"
Chu Qing learned to force Wang Chen Beixuan's expression from books.
He raised his head slightly and looked down at the old man, with no emotion in his eyes. The most important step is to maintain facial paralysis at all times.
Then there is a step in the soul.
"I, Chu Qing, do not need to explain."
"I'm the king of tyrants, Li Qiye, I heard that Bei Xuan is pretending to be here?"
"I'm bullying Bai Xiaochun, I heard that Bei Xuan is pretending to be here?"
"I'm urging Saint Xu Que, I heard that Bei Xuan is pretending to be here?"
"I'm going to be a thrust, I don't know them."
"Fuck, we have a traitor, and I can no longer look directly at the old guys above."
Chu Qing's textbook-style pretense attracted a group of sand sculpture friends in the live broadcast room to flood the screen. One sand sculpture leads to eight people in the dormitory, hundreds of millions of sand sculptures gathered together, and the slutty talks were endless.
Fortunately, after experiencing such a long time of habit, he has long been immune.
Otherwise, he would collapse in this section.
"Then fight!"
The old man was obviously a free and easy person, and after suppressing his realm to the same level as Chu Qing, he decisively took out his sword.
A sword came with a breeze.
The wind swells and the clouds swell.
The white light blade broke through the air, like a white dragon, instantly slashing towards Chu Qing.
This white dragon looks like it is condensed by countless water flows, and white lines interlaced to form a white net.
In fact, it was just intertwined by the sword light, but the old man was too fast to bring out such a residual image
The sword light was like a rainbow, rushing straight to the sky.
Chu Qing raised his arm, and a wooden sword appeared in his hand and pointed forward.
This sword is simple, but it contains endless mystery.
The sword stabbed into it, as if it was pierced into tofu, and instantly penetrated the white dragon.
The white dragon disappeared.
The next moment, the sword light winded and stood on the old man's neck.
The old man was defeated in one move.
Chu Qing didn't move a step, his face full of expectations.
"Old Zhao?"
The girl in the practice uniform had a surprised face and slightly opened her pink lips. She obviously didn't expect the old man to lose so quickly.
The old man's face turned pale and he didn't say anything.
"Bulfrog, Bullfrog, anchor, I have a brother who is seriously ill. Before he dies, I want to ask you where to buy the plug-in."
"The cheating anchor has reported it, what? People are in another world, the boss asks for guidance."
"My legs are disabled, but I don't have a wheelchair, I only serve the anchor."
"Mom asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast. Half a minute later, my whole family knelt here to watch the anchor pretending."
"Hahaha."
"Old Zhao, you're such a joke that's really interesting."
An old man with white hair and white hair in a training suit came over with a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!