v12 Chapter 608： Ambition

"What do you mean?"

At the old man's opening, a long whip waved and the ice cone collapsed.

But at this moment, a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the rear. This vortex is getting bigger and closer. Finally, both the old man and Lin Tianyao changed their faces!

They can see clearly that it is not a vortex, it is a huge ice ball, tens of meters in diameter, rolling, driving water, rushing towards them.

In this ice hockey game, Haotian's water property law is full of breath, exuding indescribable terrorist pressure from it, with powerful destructive power!

"I can let you practice in my ring. In the outside world, how about you give me ten thousand spirits?" Lin Tianyao was loud.

"I. I'm going to find your uncle!"

The old man gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you see what time it is now? I'm still bargaining with me here, let's talk alive!"

"Hey!"

At this moment, the water droplets of the two people formed an ice-blue armor, which is the frost armor of the old population.

At this moment, the ice hockey is coming, it will explode directly!

The horrible wave of ice hockey spread at the moment.

The ripples were full of amazing destructive power and immediately affected Lin Tianyao and the old man.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Their frost armor has many cracks and it will collapse.

Lin Tianyao and the old man also sprayed a lot of blood and their faces were pale.

"You are still here."

Lin Tianyao looked at each other's back and suddenly found that Ren Qinghuan at the moment seemed more beautiful than before.

"Qing Huan is coming."

Ming Xu Shen looked at Ren Qinghuan, and a smile appeared on his old face: "Since you are here, then you will see it, but the old man has the first sentence and siblings. This is a felony. It is said that the punishment rule kills the innocent! "

After listening to this sentence, all eyes focused on Ren Qinghuan.

The Ming and Qing dynasties even mocked his face. Until now, he did not think that Ren Qinghuan would bury the entire Tianshan Pavilion.

Time seems to be stagnant at this moment.

There are nearly 10 million people in this field, but no one is open and there is silence.

Among the crowd, Ren Qinghuan turned his head gently, his eyes frozen, Lin Tianyao looked directly.

She smiled for the first time in her city appearance.

"Do what you should do."

Plain and cold words came from Ren Qinghuan's mouth.

When this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

Followed by--

In the entire field, completely blasted!

Everyone can hear the hustle and bustle of the sky, like a giant wave.

They cannot believe what they have heard!

Do what you should do?

How is this going?

At the moment, both Ming and Qing dynasties are in Lin Tianyao's hands, and everyone's heart is very clear about what Lin Tianyao wants to do!

"Ren Qinghuan!"

Ming Xiushen's complexion was immediately dim and dull, and even his surname was named without any politeness.

"What do you mean?"

Ming Xu Shen stared at Ren Qinghuan and gently gritted his teeth: "Qinglian is the grandson of the old man, this is the fault of this little miscellaneous. You can not only become the master of the Tianshan Pavilion. Is it necessary to push the waves?"

Ren Qinghuan did not look at him, but did not look back, but still looked at Lin Tianyao, the smile on his face, like the melting snow mountain, made her extremely beautiful and more exciting.

"do it!"

Her lips are light and open, like a child playing a game, urging Lin Tianyao.

Even Lin Tianyao was slightly shocked at the moment.

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"Now I protect you, you will protect me in the future."

Ren Qinghuan smiled more excitedly: "This is what you promised me, can't speak."

"This is good."

When he nodded for the first time, Lin Tianyao took a deep breath and regained his enthusiasm.

After the arrival of Qing Huan, his body recovered his mobility.

Your palm is very hard, without hesitation.

A deep voice came, and countless eyes, the Yuan and Qing Dynasties collapsed into a void, turned into a bright spot, and gradually dissipated.

"Qinglian!"

At this moment, the eyes of the Ming tribe and everyone's eyes were instantly red.

Ming Xushen's body slammed even more, and a terrible murder broke out.

He didn't even think Ren Qinghuan really dared to do so. This is for the entire Tianshan Pavilion to gamble with his name! In anyone's eyes, Ren Qinghuan couldn't afford to gamble.

Even if I am Qinghuan, I think I can't afford to gamble.

But she is gambling!

"Ren Qinghuan!"

Ming Xu deeply gritted his teeth, looking a little stunned.

"You forced me. You forced me!"

"prosperity."

At this moment, the breath of the Ming people exploded in a burst of roar.

The lens preparations have been completed.

Like them, so is the Tianshan Pavilion.

"Uncle Ming."

Ren Qinghuan's voice was still cold, and at that moment, he couldn't breathe and passed it to the ear of Ming Xu God.

"This is Qinghuan, and in the end I will call you Mingbo."

"From my notes, you and my grandfather have become brothers."

"This is also my notes. Grandpa taught me all the time. He is jealous of me. You saved him. Because of you, he will survive. Tianshan Pavilion will stick to this day."

"When I was a family member, I didn't know how to be grateful. I don't understand."

"Respect you, respect everyone in the Ming Dynasty family, this is what I say to myself every day."

"So, any word you said, people from the Ming School, I did not intervene in anything I did, even if I knew it would not be too good for the future Tianshan Pavilion."

"People have great ambitions."

"I haven't thought about you since then, because I have been telling myself that you are not a bad person."

"Yes, I didn't give you hope."

Having said that, Ren Qinghuan finally turned and looked at Xu Mingshen.

"Not that I forced you, but you forced me!"

The moment the words fell, Ren Qinghuan's body burst into cold air.

The product of the sea!

The combination of power and atmosphere almost turned into a storm, dancing between heaven and earth.

At this time the strength of both sides is cold.

War is inevitable!

"Come!"

Ren Qinghuan was elegant and elegant, with gauze swaying. After the three thousand blue silk dance began, they brought the momentum of the sky.

"Ming Xu Shen!"

Ren Qinghuan's palm turned over and an ice-blue long sword appeared.

It lifted gently and pointed out Xu Shen.

"Grace, I have paid my family."

"Without the original Tianshan Pavilion, there would be no factions with Ming surnames!"