Su Wanqing said this, slowly stood up, lazily stretched a stretch, looked at the two people who were thoughtful, showed a smile and said: "do you see the bright sun in the sky?"
They were slightly stunned, looking up at the sunny sky above the arena. Occasionally, a few birds glided past, unspeakably free.
"When I was a child, my dream was to soar freely like a bird. When I grew up, I knew that birds were not necessarily so free and would be pursued by natural enemies. However, there were still birds flying freely in the sky. Finally, I realized that if I wanted to live freely, I not only wanted to make myself strong, but also had a meaningless heart."
Yunqing and Muyan look at Su Wanqing, who is standing upright. They are warmly illuminated by the sun. They look at them with a light voice, which reminds them of the strong and brave strange girl. Her nose is slightly sour and her eyes are full of tears.
"You are right. No matter what time you are, you should have a meaningless heart." Yunqing laughs and stands up to embrace Su Wanqing. Her excited eyes are red.
Twilight smoke quietly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. Looking at the sky not far away and Su Wanqing, she was filled with emotion. She was not good at expressing herself. The short smile on her face slowly faded away. Looking at the battle preparation area of Holy Land dragon riding not far away, she had a strong sense of war in her eyes.
At this time, the referee stood in the just repaired field and roared out: "the second game of the final, the two men's team battle, please enter."
The audience broke out cheers again. Su Wanqing watched Yunqing and Muyan slowly enter the arena. Yanjin, who came from the backstage in a hurry, whispered in her ear.
"What did you say?" Su Wanqing looks at Yanjin in surprise, and his fists are pinched to death.
Yanjin nodded solemnly, looked at Su Wanqing and said, "go and have a look."
Su Wanqing looks at the two of them anxiously. He bites his lip and nods his head. He looks at each other with his four eyes. When he sees that Su Wanqing's face is not good-looking, his heart sinks.
What's the matter?
She couldn't help guessing, but Su Wanqing followed Yanjin and hurried to the backstage. She asked Yanjin with solemn expression: "why is it poisoned? Why? "
Su's eyes in the late Qing Dynasty showed a sense of killing and looked at Yanjin.
Yanjin was even more angry and said, "I won't let them go. It's a holy land Dragon Rider. It's really mean."
Su Wanqing was even more frightened. She couldn't believe that in such a fair and just competition, someone would poison, and it was the Dragon riders in the holy land.
Yanjin looked at Su Wanqing with a black face and said, "the toad dragon riding toxin they used is hard to recover. The general therapists will treat it as a common poisoning symptom. If it is not for jigger's discovery of the abnormality, he is afraid that Yanqing will die now."
"It's mean." Su's voice in the late Qing Dynasty was cold.
At this time, at the door of the ward, Zuo Zhen, standing behind Zuo Hui, has a gloomy face. She doesn't even dare to look at Su Wanqing's cold eyes. Su ya, beside him, has a defiant and complacent face.
Soon, qinglao followed a lot of elders to come slowly, and he was full of the spirit of killing.
"Old night." Su's face in the late Qing Dynasty was seldom serious and anxious.
Yelao nodded, looked at Su Wan, counted his head, and quickly entered the ward. It was no doubt stupid to use poison in such a large scale game. His eyes even coldly glanced at Zuo Hui, showing a touch of contempt, and quickly turned and walked in.
"Late Qing Dynasty!"
Jigger saw Su Wanqing coming, crying red eyes, directly rushed to Su Wanqing, voice trembling.
Su Wanqing looked at Yan Qing, who was pale and unconscious. His whole heart took a cold breath. His anger could not be suppressed any more. Red eyes went directly to Yan Qing, grabbed Bai Mo and roared: "what's the matter? What's going on? "
Bai Mo's eyes were red, and he looked at Zuo Hui and his party with hatred in his eyes. He sneered and said, "if anything happens to him, we will never die with the holy land."
"It's better not to draw a conclusion easily before the matter is clear. What if it's the mouse generation of Mormon who specially provokes the trouble?" The expression on Zuo Hui's face was relaxed.
Su's late Qing Dynasty clenched his fists and suppressed his anger. He pulled Bai Mo, who wanted to come forward to discuss with Zuo Hui, and said calmly, "he's right. It's best to find out what he said."
Zuo Hui frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that Su Wanqing was standing calmly opposite him at this moment, which was totally different from what he expected.
Green old to carefully check Yanqing, face iron green look to all humanity: "this technique is really the people of the magic gate."
"Is it too early for you to make a conclusion Night old sneers.
"The poison doesn't enter from the wound, so the blue curse against him can be ruled out. Except for these wounds, there are no wounds. I just explored his body, and the poison is not taken orally. I think that this strange way of poisoning..."
"Does it mean that if you find the wound on Yanqing's body, you can prove that Yanqing's poison is the work of the Holy Land dragon riding?"
Su Wanqing looks at qinglao with a murderous look in her eyes. Her voice is low and full of absolute authority. When she makes a sound, even the Yelao who wants to refute all shut up. It can be imagined that Su Wanqing is definitely the backbone of Heiyan at this moment.
Qinglao has seen so many people, and he has never seen anyone who makes Yelao give in and shut up. He looks at Su Wanqing thoughtfully. At this moment, Su Wanqing is a bit shocked by his superior's momentum.
He thought for a moment, and then counted Su Wan's head and said, "although it can't be directly proved that the Holy Land dragon riding poisoned, they can't get rid of the relationship."
As soon as the words came out, Zuo Hui frowned slightly, pinched his hand gently, and glanced at Suya not far away. The latter saw that Suya's face was slightly pale, and the cold sweat crossed her forehead.
"In that case, I'd like to see how clever the person who poisoned is. Since the wound can't even be found." Su Wanqing's eyes are fixed on qinglao.
Green old tiny wrinkly, this heart bottom some annoy, this wench so like to raise a bar? It's not that he didn't find the wound, but he can't say that even if he found the wound, although it's really despicable for the Holy Land dragon riding to use this move, other dragon riding academies should know about the poisoning. I'm afraid that it will infuriate the holy emperor, and I'm afraid that this girl will not survive at that time.
At this moment, she regretted it, sighed, looked at the night old man beside her and said, "do you think so, too?"
Night old corner of the mouth a hook, look to green old eyes through a kill machine way: "naturally want to return black inflammation a fair, everything is pushed to the magic door, it's really disgusting."