The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 6212: Little genius 2
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Sure enough, after a hundred steps.
Zhu Xiaowei's speed began to slow down significantly.
110, 120, 130 ...
Zhu Xiaowei's speed is very slow, and it looks very laborious, as if every step is heavy.
The following crowds all shook their heads and sighed, because they all knew that after all, Xiaozhu Wei was incompetent, and the waste material was always waste material. It could never become a genius.
Mo Yunqing saw Zhu Shaowei, who was about to fail, smiled coldly at Su Luo.
Originally, she thought that Su Luo had found the shining spot on Zhu Xiaowei, so she opened the door and asked him to participate in the assessment, but it turned out that there was no miracle.
"Su Luo, Su Luo, I didn't expect that hundreds of years have passed. You look back." Mo Yunqing glanced at Su Luo, his lips sneered with ridicule and mockery.
Su Luo smiled at Mo Yunqing slightly: "No, he will go up."
"Impossible!" Mo Yunqing was absolutely determined, "He is absolutely impossible to go up!"
Because the stairs to the top of the mountain have 10,000 steps, but for these little guards, he can only take more than 100 steps.
"He will go up." Su Luo delivered his hands behind him, looking at Zhu Xiaowei's thin and tall back like a small pine tree.
Mo Yunqing did n’t know where Su Luo came from, so she stared at Zhu Xiaowei ’s back deeply.
At the moment Zhu Xiaowei is suffering from an almost unbearable pain.
It's really painful. I feel that the capillaries all over my body have burst, and countless tiny bloodstains have oozed out.
The internal organs are more like being squeezed into a ball, the inside is bleeding?
It really hurts. The sweaty beads on Zhu Xiaowei ’s forehead rolled like a soy bean.
Sweat soaked his clothes. The whole person seemed to be taken out of the water. The sweat was dripping, and every step of the way left a deep sweat stain on the ground.
If there is spiritual power in the body, it is absolutely impossible, but Zhu Xiaowei has no spiritual power at all, and he desperately wants to cry.
Zhu Xiaowei couldn't help thinking of the past.
The blazing fire, the sharp dagger pierced the mother ’s heart, the blood spewed out after the dagger was pulled out, and the mother opened the eyes in the cupboard with horrified eyes and looked at it with horror. He who couldn't come up with a word, and the whole family of the genocide ...
He categorizes him as an ordinary person who cannot be cultivated, but the blood sea is deeply enemies, how can he be a waste? !
No!
Never admit defeat!
The sea is not working, then let it work!
Even if you smash it, you must smash it!
Zhu Xiaowei had the firmest conviction in his heart. He clenched his fist with one hand and bit his lower lip fiercely. The blood beads ran across the corners of his lips.
Keep sticking to stick!
Zhu Xiaowei slowly, but firmly, stepping up step by step!
150 steps!
One hundred and sixty steps!
One hundred and seventy steps!
The little skinny back looks like the most upright little pine tree, giving the impression of being gritty and making people feel moved from the heart.
"Has been one hundred and eighty steps, Zhu Xiaowei is still going up."
"His body can't bear it at all, he's dying!"
"Why is he suffering again? Since God has judged him to be uncultivable, why did he choose to challenge his destiny? This is an impossible task at all."