Legend of the Asura Chapter 365: Sorrowful loss

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Heavenly Fiend Feng Yun has a gloomy face, Howling Moon frowns tightly, Nangong Sisters exclaimed, Blood Domain Wu Qing trembles all over the body, and more people ’s reaction is intolerable and fearful, but no one dares to say anything because they are afraid of angering Asura I will be the next Weeping Blood Wu Ming. Such inhuman insults can be carried out on people without fear of systematic punishment, and who dares to touch his reverse scale.

Only Feng Yao, who is soft and watery in her heart, is strangely quiet in this situation. There is no mercy and blame in the blurred beauty, as if everything should be ... even, not enough.

Weeping Blood Crazy Blade took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "If our Young Master has offended you, I will apologize for you. Please let me put my Young Master first ... bullying is not what big husbands mean."

"Bullying the bully !?" Weeping Blood Crazy Blade had never thought that this sentence would arouse his anger completely. Feng Xiao withdrew the Asura thorn, kicked it on the head of Weeping Blood Wu Ming, kicked his body out, and smashed it on the barrier around the arena, the blood trough was cleared, and the body fell slowly against the transparent barrier. A burst of white light took away.

"What Weeping Blood Rebirth, shit! Get out!"

The sound of disdain to the extreme, such as a poisonous arrow through the heart, Weeping Blood Rebirth rushed out of the audience more than one hundred people's face is ugly to the extreme. Weeping Blood Crazy Blade did not dare to look directly at the eyes with gloomy and cold breath, gritted his teeth fiercely, and shouted: "Let's go!"

White light flickers frequently, and the crowd gathered in front of the stage disappears quickly. The face was swept away, and the host was humiliated. They had no more faces to stay in this arena.

"Hum!"

The whole arena is strangely quiet, only the faint coldly snorted before the disappearance of Asura seems to have a huge Magic Power/Demon Strength as long as it lingers in the ear.

One minute later, a post with a high hit rate appeared on the Rebirth forum: "Weeping Blood Wu Ming — — Rebirth was the first Player to be kicked alive." 》

The Long Wei with a calm face after watching the game stood up, and Jianmei provoked a few times, "Go and find out what hatred Asura has with the Beiming Family family."

"It's difficult." Uncle Wang answered truthfully. Even the true identity of Asura cannot be known, and it is indeed difficult to find out. Perhaps the only way to get started is to identify all possible enemies in Beiming Family over the years.

"Try your best." Long Wei waved some helplessly. Rebirth World, he can't control it.

………………

"Ah!! !!!"

The sound of Item being smashed badly and the beast-like scream made the servants of Beiming Family frightened, and the atmosphere did n’t dare to catch a breath. Looking at the Young Master, which is desperately falling like Lunatic, the heart is far less calm than it seems.

"Enough!" The middle-aged, middle-aged man finally spoke, his voice was not loud, but there was a faint pressure and irresistibility in his thick voice. His name is Beiming Tang, the previous generation of Beiming Patriarch, because he did not like housework, he entrusted everything to his son early.

A faint word made Beiming Chongyun tremble all over, slowly slumped to the ground, panting violently, eyes gleaming with hatred diffusing the viper-like light.

Beiming Tang slowly stood up and walked in front of him, staring blankly at his beating hairless, temperamentless son, eyes full of fine mans flashed through disappointment and regret, and raised his right hand high.

Pa!

Beiming Kuangdao was taken aback, but finally couldn't hold back what he said. Growing up with Beiming Chongyun since childhood, he saw his father's slap in first time.

This slap also completely blinded Beiming Chongyun. After a long time, he was thrown away and he turned back hard, staring blankly at his father with a clouded look.

"Look at how you are now! Asura in a game can blow you to this look, what qualifications do you have to inherit Patriarch of my Beiming Family !!! Asura is right, you are a waste !!! I Beiming Tang doesn't have a son like you !! "The chest of Beiming Tang swelled and violently violently, and the clenched hands pa pa rang.

Father ’s voice sounded like thunder in his ears. His eyes finally had focus. Looking at his father ’s red eyes and his disappointed eyes, he roared violently: "I Not waste! I am not waste! "

"Not a waste !? Then you stand up for me, and then use your ability to defeat the person who humiliated you! Instead of venting here like a dog that was beaten by someone !!!!!!"

......

The dog that was beaten by someone ... A word from my father made Beiming Chongyun's heart seem to be pierced by thousands of steel needles instantly.

Supporting the ground, he stood up hard, and several sharp pieces of glass plunged into the palm of his hand, marking a deep bleed wound, but he seemed to be unaware. The eyes and voice are calm and unsettling: "Dad ... rest assured, I, Beiming Chongyun, will definitely get back today's shame thousands of times."

His eyes at this moment make Beiming Tang seem to see a wild wolf ready to go. He patted his shoulder with satisfaction, turned around and said, "Kuangdao (Crazy Blade), take Chonger to bandage it immediately."

Beiming Kuangdao quickly replied, rushed over to support his arm. From the moment Beiming Chongyun stood up, he vaguely felt that he had changed ... from frivolous publicity, to a resolute, cruel transformation.

......

After wanton venting, Feng Xiao's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, and the resentment that was still in his heart also slightly dissipated. After accompanying Shui Rourou for a while, he walked out of the hall and leaned on a thick pillar at the door to watch Chen Bing'er by the pool. The churning's soft and hot pool water was covered with a thick layer of ice as she approached.

"Missing your Bing'er Younger Sister?" Feng Yao walked to his side, leaning lightly on his body. For an entire afternoon, there was nothing between them and they didn't talk about Martial Battle Grand Competition.

Feng Xiao smiled slightly and did not deny, "Is there really no room for the relationship between Bing'er and her father?"

Feng Yao was silent for a while, and looked at the ice sculpture beauty by the pool: "Her hatred of her father has been deep-rooted for so many years, it is too difficult to change, and ..." She looked at him, lightly smiled: Will there be a man who is more dependent on her than Elder Brother? If there is a person who can make her and her father melt, the person must be Elder Brother. "

This answer did not make Feng Xiao feel accident/surprise. Chen Bing'er vaguely felt his attachment to him, and he had thought about the things Feng Yao said several times.

"What should I do with Duanmu Yiren? Confine her at home?" Feng Xiao asked another question. He lamented a little bit of regret yesterday and promised her extremely absurd Requirements. Once she was brought into the house, everything about herself would be exposed.

"Elder Brother will handle it." Feng Yao kissed his face lightly and trot away: "I'll go and see Younger Sister Rourou."

"Alas, the moth that threw the fire ... you should already have the consciousness of being imprisoned." Touching the place where there is a faint fragrant liquid on the face, Feng Xiao said to himself that the Duanmu Yiren has a long future The fate of a period of time.

If you move, where should you go ... How to regain the freedom of Yao'er and Ruoruo. Feng Xiao's helpless lightly sighed, there are too many things he must face.

List of top 16 players:

Morning: Maple Leaf Kuang Lanvs Red Flame Demon Fire, Pocket Knife vsHand of Doomsday, Soul DestroyervsWeeping Blood Crazy Blade, Avengers vsCrazy Mo Lang. Afternoon: Howling Sky Single Swordvs Ice, Unmatched in the Universe Clever BaobaovsYao Dreams of Loving the Wind, HentianvsScarlet Flame Burns the Heaven, Heavenly Fiend Feng YunvsAsura.

Feng Xiao glanced at random. This list of matches was already guessed when the list of the top 32 was announced. On the eighth day of Martial Battle Grand Competition, which is tomorrow, the world's major War Zone will compete in the top 16 at the same time. The China District will play the top 16 in the b zone in the morning and compete in the top 16 in the a zone in the afternoon. Everyone can see that the morning and afternoon games are obviously not in the same grade.

This list of the top 16 is by no means the real top 16, and Feng Xiao already has the most accurate strength ranking in his heart.

After coaxing Rourou (soft) to sleep, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening at Feng Xiao offline, and the two girls had finished bathing and fell asleep. The dinner on the table still had a slight heat.

"Tomorrow, there may be another member who should not appear ... Forget it, just make up for her, after all, I may ruin her life."

After dinner, Feng Xiao stood on the balcony, feelings were scattered ... Is it really necessary to move? Less than a last resort, he really did not want to make such a choice. Because there are too many memories of this Xiao Xiao (little) villa that he can't give up.

Feng Xiao jumped lightly and jumped through the half-open window on the balcony into the room of the two girls. There was no sound when it landed.

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