Suddenly, Zhou bugui seemed to think of something. His face was white.

"I see."

Everyone's face was shocked.

"It's the red team! It's monsoon smoke! It must be her! She must have done it all! " Zhou bugui screamed wildly, and searched around him with suspicion.

"Monsoon smoke, you can come out!" Zhou bugui roared to the silent forest.

Black and white two teams of people when week not return is crazy, here is clearly only their three teams, but week not return how to pull on the red team?

Zhou bugui roared and echoed in the calm lake, just when the black and white teams couldn't bear it. He felt that he was pretending to be crazy

A cold awn, but suddenly from the Silent Woods out, straight behind them on the lake!

On the calm and waveless lake water, there was a silver light, a heavy sword across the water, the long white tail slowly floating, a thin figure standing on the heavy sword wantonly.

"I'm out. What do you want?" The voice with a smile suddenly rings in the ears of all people.

Almost in an instant, all the people's eyes on the lake stared at the suddenly appeared figure!

"Monsoon smoke!" When Zhou buguiyi saw the monsoon smoke on the lake, his face was distorted.

Black and white two teams of eight teenagers also silly eyes, gaped at that touch of thin figure.

When did she show up?

Monsoon smoke smiling at the lake silly eyes of the young people, eyes one by one slightly later, fell on the angry Zhou bugui.

"Well? I'm here. "

"Is it you! It must be you, right! You took the chance to take the armbands from the black and white teams, didn't you! " Zhou bugui gnashed his teeth and stared at the monsoon smoke.

Black and white two teams of people think Zhou bugui is really crazy, how can the monsoon smoke be taken away from them unconsciously?

But

"Well, it's me." The smoke of the monsoon nodded.

“……” The expression of the eight of the black and white teams suddenly solidified. They stared at the monsoon smoke unbelievably. They couldn't believe their ears.

"I know it's me, and then what?" The monsoon smoke looks at the twisted Zhou bugui with a smile. He laughs badly.

Zhou bugui was so angry that his eyes were congested. He wished he could strangle the monsoon smoke.

"If I want to get it back, I'm here now." The tip of the foot of the monsoon smoke is gently on the heavy sword. The heavy sword that stops on the lake rises slowly until it reaches the top of the people's heads. "You can take them back."

A understatement left, but let the lake's young people, almost by the breath of blood!

As they watched the monsoon smoke three meters above their heads, the hearts of the twelve teenagers almost collapsed.

Take it back?

Grab a basket!

Don't use flying sword, come down!!!

The teenagers who are forced to leave their mounts outside the forest have no capital to go to heaven. They can only look up at the smiling dead girl on their head with their heads up and their faces collapsed.

"You have the ability to come down!" Zhou bugui was so angry that he shivered all over. He had new hatred and old hatred. He was on a stick with the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoke swayed his fingers to Zhou bugui fearlessly.

"You have the ability."

Zhou bugui almost didn't get a shot of old blood.

He wants to go up, does he go up!!