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Chapter 132

Every night, every boy's dormitory has a few sexy hearts restless.

Just after ten o'clock, Zhang Deming had already sighed dozens of times, and from time to time he threw his mouse, the sound of firstblood was constantly heard from the computer, accompanied by the sound of his teammate rookie.

In response to this, Lao Ma, who was using his mobile phone to update the forum, was snickering. In fact, they all knew that Deming's uneasiness was not because of the depression of playing dota, but when he went to the student's restaurant tonight, Ma Xiaoling was having sex with another one.

The boys talk and laugh.

"Mengyang, what are you looking at? Xu Zhimo's poetry collection? Damn, your hobbies are getting wider and wider!" Seeing the strange quietness in the dormitory, Lao Ma couldn't help but say, "Ah, the sea, you all

It’s water, just like the sea of ​​tears in my heart!”

"Old Ma, just say something, don't rush here!" The speaker is intentional, and the listener is also intentional. Fan Mengyang did not answer, but Zhang Deming roared. In fact, he really wanted his brothers to enlighten him at this time.

If possible, give some advice.

"Have you watched "Animal World"?" Lao Ma has been waiting for a long time. He has the name of knowing everything, and naturally has the reality of knowing everything. Analyzing things and giving advice is a set of things. "On the African grassland, the lion is

There is a very powerful opponent when foraging, that is, the hyena. Although it looks like a dog, it is not as handsome as a lion when running, but it is no less agile than a lion. It is also good at attacking and fierce in action. Whenever it is with this

Those who help beasts grab food must call for a powerful lion group to win!”

"Damn, where do you follow this?" Deming held a cigarette in his mouth, blinked his eyes, then rolled his eyes at Lao Ma, not understanding what this guy wanted to say.

"Hehe, my buddy means that that guy is a ferocious hyena, and you are an African lion. You can summon the same kind when you can't beat him!" Lao Ma said, making a lion roar.

"Damn, this is summoning you!" Deming kicked Lao Ma and was very dissatisfied with Lao Ma's words.

"Biao has a plan, I wonder if Brother Deming is willing to listen!" Lao Ma walked in front of the window and said seriously, "As the saying goes, soldiers are the most important thing. After Friday's basketball game, we will hold another celebration.

At the banquet, please invite her to come and play beer and Sprite. Then I will buy some MSG, which will be a natural result!”

"This idea is good, MSG? Buy MSG to make hair?" Lao Ma's words were in Zhang Deming's heart. That's what he thought. If he can win again this Friday, he would hold another celebration banquet.

She must be invited, anyway, she said she wanted to watch the ball, and she was just following the flow.

"You don't understand, just look at my eyes and act!" Lao Ma looked mysterious and then squinted and smiled, "Then if Teacher Wen is not here this Friday, the money for the meal..."

"Okay, as long as Ma Xiaoling arrives, I will pay for it!" Zhang Deming said as he was already rummaging through his wallet. Deming's family is average, so he can only say that he is better than Liu Yi's family. Therefore, his monthly living expenses are just enough to spend.

.

"Don't... look at me, I'm only two hundred left this month!" Seeing Zhang Deming looking over, Fan Mengyang hurriedly used the Piaotian Sinic Page.

Recently, he felt that his soul power was changing frequently, and the moonlight alone could not be calmed down. He knew that this was called a blood tide, which was the bottleneck in the process of practicing the pure power of the blood-sucking royal family. If it was still in the kingdom, these royal members would be

It is a pity that there is no holy land here.

In addition to the holy land, there is another stupid way, that is, burning blood, which requires several bloodthirst, but this is different from the aimless and endless bloodthirsty of ordinary vampires, but one or two blood stimulations, and

Only the blood of relatives can stimulate the soul power of royal members.

The relatives mentioned here do not have to be related to blood, but have deep emotions with him, because only when talking to such people can his blood swell and stimulate his soul power.

Looking at the people around, it seems that only Xiaoyu can do it, but he will not hurt her easily, because after talking to her, his soul power will bring her huge changes. This is him

I don't want to see it.

Therefore, he looked for some chemical methods online to see if he could manually create some blood potions to replace them. After all, if the bottleneck cannot be overcome, it will be difficult for his soul to improve. Even if he finds the Thirteen Big Family, how can he get revenge?

?

On the computer taskbar, two QQ dialog boxes are flashing, one is Wang Xiaoran and the other is Mo Xiaoyu.

Wang Xiaoran has been talking about the dark horse project, saying that there would be no such project without him. He also admired him for causing a major reversal of Xia Xue's attitude toward the dark horse. The deposit from the dark horse has been paid, tomorrow

She will send him what he deserves.

Of course, the most important thing is the refinement of the design. She and Ma Jianyu were both helpless, and hoped that he would do it. Everyone had an agreement before. He gave the creative ideas, refinement and follow-up.

Come and do it, but Ma Jianyu and the others couldn't digest the creativity at all, so they had to ask him to take action. Wang Xiaoran also said that this time Ma Jianyu personally asked him to help lead the way.

Liu Yi just occasionally opened the dialog box to see what she said, and did not answer many questions. He was chatting with Mo Xiaoyu.

Even though he knew in his heart that her blood was the best way to break through the bottleneck, he still endured the throbbing in his heart and talked with her about going home on the weekend.

They have never been back since school started, so the little girl is very excited about going home, and talks endlessly, what should I bring when I go back? The books I want to read, grandpa’s gift, and even

I discussed with Liu Yi one by one when changing clothes.

"Five hundred, Brother Yi, is there five hundred?" Zhang Deming pondered for a long time before reporting a number. He knew that Liu Yi's family was not rich, so this number should not be small for him!

"Oh, yes!" Liu Yi calmly unzipped the backpack, took out the envelope that Gao Wenjie gave him a few days ago, poured out a thick stack of money inside, then pulled five pieces and handed them to Zhang Deming.

Put the other money back.

He was collecting methods to make blood medicine and chatting with Xiaoyu. Therefore, when he gave the money to Zhang Deming, his mind was not on this, and everything was surprisingly calm.

But Zhang Deming and the others were stunned, especially Lao Ma, holding a large cup of water, didn't swallow a sip of water, and it flowed down his chin.

"Damn, Brother Yi is the master in the class. There are tens of thousands of oceans in this schoolbag!" Zhang Deming was stunned for a long time before he said, and he felt even more regretful. He had known that he would have known it.

I'll borrow some, maybe I'll have to date Ma Xiaoling after Friday.

"I can pretend so well. My buddy thought that in our dormitory, besides Mengyang, Brother Yi is the poorest. It turns out that Brother Yi is the richest!" Lao Ma wiped the boiled water from his chin and spit it out.

"I know what it means... Isn't the real person showing his appearance? Look at you... Do you dare to see someone in the future?!" Fan Mengyang was shot while lying down, so he naturally retorted.
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