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With the voice of Xiao Xudong falling, everyone in the scene changed.
Although they knew this in their hearts, Xiao Xudong said it straightforwardly, but this did not even put the president of the Guangming Congregation in the eye.
Jun Lingyi couldn't help but frown. This kind of thing they said privately doesn't matter, but in the face of so many people, it is not very good to pass it out.
He can't help but look at the bleak dance. At this time, it is better to converge a little.
However, the bleak dance does not put these in the eye.
She is a bright saint, although in theory her position is slightly worse than the president, but in fact even the president can not help her.
She just wants to make the red makeup know that her identity is already unusual. Even if the red makeup becomes the owner of the Baili family, this influence is still impossible to compare with her.
Now she is a hundred colors of red makeup can not match!
"You don't need to say such words to stimulate me. Now in this bright congregation, my influence is not something you can imagine. My position is not something that you can influence in a few words."
The sorrowful dance lips raised a smug smile, just look straight, it seems to say: How can you help me?
"That hopes that you can sit on this seat. If there is something wrong with it in the middle, you can't sit up successfully. Isn't it the arrogant look of you now?"
Gerry red makeup giggled, compared to the smile in the weekdays, her smile at this moment is extraordinarily glamorous, with a kind of demon and threat, making the sorrowful dance unsatisfactory for a while, just feel like something will happen general.
"Are you not nonsense?" Xiao Xudong turned a blank eye. "A few years ago my sister was already the successor to the bright saint. Who else can shake her seat?"
Baili red makeup shrugged and did not speak.
Let the bleak dance be more pleasing for a while now, the more proud it is, the more ugly it will be when it falls.
"In terms of your way of doing things like public and private, that can be said."
As soon as this was said, the faces of Xiao Xudong and Xiao Sha Dance became iron.
Jiang Wenyan was smirking, looking at the emperor's beggars, and quietly raised his thumb.
"Elder brother, if you really don't talk, you have to talk about it."
"The hero sees the same thing."
Taking advantage of the two people, they ridiculed themselves in front of their faces. The sorrowful dance can no longer control the anger of the heart. "You don't make irresponsible remarks here, my things will not be able to point you out!"
"You think too much, we don't have that interest to talk about your head." The emperor's dawn is deep, "Xiao Zhengliang tuned Linger, what kind of account do you intend to give us?"
"Interpretation?" Xiaosha dance frowned.
Jun Ling took a step forward and looked disdainful. "Why should we explain to you?"
"Brother, for this guy, you don't have to be polite, just do it yourself."
The singularity of the singer is like a knife. According to his temper, all these guys will be abolished!
"You are right." Emperor Beibei nodded slightly. "Since you insist on doing this, then we can only see the real chapter!"
Seeing that Emperor Beibei was really ready to start, Jun Lingqi and others were also slightly stunned. Obviously, I did not expect this to be the case.