Oh, I don't have time. Let's march in the current of steel. It has momentum

At the end of the day, he didn't know what he had done. Maybe nothing was important. What really mattered was that the voice was conveyed and truly represented his own voice. He could be combined with the common voice and eventually guide them to achieve their own goals.

It's not right to be black or white. The world needs panda people.

Boom!

Like Taiji, the business of peaceful Zhongzheng is not a specific song, but the sound is still very good. Ivy doesn't care that it is playing silly, but these sounds really have an effect on the dark network in front of us.

The sword was waving, the runes were trembling, and the sword spirit was shining. The dark network woven in front of me suddenly cracked a hole, like a child crying with his mouth open.

Cry, despicable, my dear despicable!

Shua!

As the sword revolves around, Ivy observes carefully that some special black veins break when they meet their corresponding sounds. When they vibrate, all kinds of frequencies, what are the corresponding ones Ivy played these to the extreme, so that the sound of Yinjian was still beautiful. Now I don't know what is going on.

As the saying goes, although magic science has a lot in common with magic art, science is science. Don't take these things up to metaphysics, and try to find a fish out of the woods.

All kinds of strange sounds come from the sword. They are just crying and crying. They are people who lose art.

But it works.

Maybe the enemy didn't come by the score? I can't generate it according to the score. A man without artistic cells can only become a muscle warrior.

However, if it works well, what he is doing now is to survive.

What makes people surprised is that the network has been cut off one layer after another. It turns out that the enemy's defense is so strong and her thinking is so deep that she is underestimated.

Sure enough, people who are good at calculation are the most difficult to deal with.

Ivy can only play the "spirit of study" to the extreme, Dabao sword becomes a small probe, drilling holes in the dark.

I really feel like digging a well. The black mud is slowly being dug out. There is no treasure.

The gold digger was trembling. She told herself to be calm. This was the first time that she met such a difficult enemy since she had made great achievements. How can every calculation fail? No matter how careful, there will be mistakes? Why doesn't this guy just lie down and surrender?

Whoa!

She took a breath and managed to maintain a superficial calm. With her trembling hands, she fumbled out the last three gold coins, which will form three stars. If she fails again

Whoa!

She forced herself to breathe again. Damn it, have I been affected by the rhythm? How can I think of failure? No, I can't!

In fact, failure is nothing! There was a terrible light in her beautiful eyes: failure is death?

Who is afraid of death? Who's afraid?

Her eyes are full of madness. She has changed her state and seems very excited.

A person who is good at calculation, a person who is always calm, a person who controls everything, and she is not alone at the moment.

She changed, or in other words, when she met the man who broke her limit, she became a real woman, panicked, no longer a God with a cold face standing high above her!

Die!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Three sounds, three lights, three stars.

This time, it's not about fixing holes. Now that the hole has been broken, it will not help to cover up and mend the hole for a smart man. He will surely seize this loophole of his own and fight hard for himself. In the end, he will win. What he mends is to live, not to win. If you want to do it, just go straight ahead and kill him!

Three stars, three lights, three invitations to death.

It's not fast to rush towards ivy, but it's absolutely like the whole world is pressing on you, and there's no luck left for you.

To be or not to be is a question.

Poof!

Yes!

For Ivy, it's a path to life!

At the moment, there is a gap in the dark net, which gives Ivy a chance to breathe. More importantly, ivy has found the enemy behind the dark network, the beautiful woman who is good at calculation.

Because she often uses coins, she is also known as a gold digger.

In Ivy's opinion, there is nothing wrong with money worship, as long as you are strong enough, have your own strong bottom line, and strive for your ideal.

This is just a means to achieve one's own ideal. If money worship is the ideal, then your level is here.

Ivy just felt that he was in the dark and almost couldn't help falling down. Just now, he was overdrawn too much, but fortunately, the black hole was released. The target is the king of calculation and the goddess of gold worship.And the opposite three Venus, now have arrived in front of ivy, damned, there is no way to avoid, this is actually an end of the same fate.

According to the calculation on the opposite side, it is true. However, a smile appears on the woman's face. Originally, in her calculation, if a person on the opposite side made good use of the advantages of a strong individual, he might form a counter killing. But now, let her own calculation hinder the final victory, which is actually her own victory.

I will be praised by the Lord, ha ha.

You can close your eyes.

In the final analysis, she is a gold digger with ideals. It is only because of the will of the Lord that she uses the most powerful weapon, currency.

Now, you can die for the ideal of God.

Three Venus, shining golden light, bring people not light and hope, but death. It is mainly because of the driving force behind it. It is absolute darkness and highly compressed darkness. When it gushes out, it turns out to be a spiral rifling shape.

The three Venus are spinning at high speed. Ivy estimates that when they reach their bodies, they will probably form huge cavities, which will take away the flesh and blood, temperature and life.

It includes faith and soul.

Is that the end of it?

He felt a burst of weakness, just forced black hole to kill the enemy, once again beyond his own limit. I don't know if it will hurt. At least don't try to use it again in a short time.

More than that, because of the forced urge, the sequelae is very obvious. He is weak in body and listless in spirit, and Samsung is in front of him again.

What to do? What else can I do? Hard up.

I don't know what kind of trust, Ivy reluctantly connected his soul, exhausted all his strength, and suddenly waved!

It's not your own palace.

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