Can’t Stop You Stirring My Heart

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Zhan Qing's eyes looked at Hei Yuming from start to finish, with murderous aura.

He doesn't need to see it, he knows what his house is quietly going to do.

He naturally understood his temper, and if Hei Yuming wanted him to be injured, he would definitely double it back.

This is definitely going to get a slingshot crossbow, because he is lazy, and when he is angry, he likes to use the most direct, simple and rude way.

"You don't know that he is my person, even if you are provocative, you have to be measured."

When Zhan Qing spoke, he kicked it out, followed by another punch.

Hei Yuming escaped Zhan Qing's kick, but he did not escape the punch he shook.

Hei Yuming received a fierce punch on the shoulder.

"I haven't seen you in a few years, and you don't want me. I'm so gentle when I shoot!" When Hei Yuming spoke, a dagger appeared in his hand again.

Zhan Qing didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and all his fierce fists attacked Black Feather Ming.

And the dagger in Heiyu Ming's hand, dexterously like a snake, slashed towards Zhanqiang fiercely.

Yes, it is a draw, not a stab.

"You actually made the bullet case I gave you into a ring for him."

"Zhan Qing, I thought you would save this shame for a lifetime."

Hei Yuming swung his dagger, and at this moment, he took advantage of the moonlight.

You can see a dark glow of excitement in his gray eyes.

It's like a dormant cheetah, about to catch the long-awaited prey.

After hearing Hei Yuming's words, Zhan Qing's cold and deep eyes narrowed suddenly.

Backed two steps to avoid Hei Yuming's attack, and then he kicked sideways and swept out his toes with a fierce wind.

However, he was also avoided by Hei Yuming.

You must know that the person who could have injured him in the battle back then must have the skill.

"Uncle Nine!" At this time, Qin Quiet walked out with a slingshot and crossbow.

Aiming his head sideways, he softly called out Uncle Jiu.

Zhan Qing stooped, Qin Qiao shot it out, and the marble smashed Hei Yuming's arm.

The pain of the marble scrapes in the past is not light.

Black Feather Ming looked at his arm, even if it was scratched by marbles.

There is blood oozing out, but because it is black clothes, it can't be seen.

Hei Yuming touched the wound with his finger, then put his finger under the tip of his nose and smelled it.

Then he took a deep breath, it seemed that the **** smell made him even more excited.

Qin quietly narrowed his eyes and took aim again, but did not start.

Because Hei Yuming didn't dodge or fight back, she just bullied people when she acted, and hitting like that would be boring.

"Zhan Qing, your little pet looks so handsome with a slingshot crossbow." Hei Yuming gave a whistle after speaking.

Different from the frivolity and buoyancy of other people's whistle, the whistle blown by Black Feather Ming is particularly penetrating.

"He is handsome at all times." Zhan Qing said this, his voice low and deep.

As soon as his voice fell, Qin Quiet made a call.

This one hit Hei Yuming's feet, blocking him from walking towards the Jiu Shu.

"You are so far away from my Jiu Uncle." Qin Qin said coldly at Hei Yuming, narrowing his eyes.

Qin quietly looked closely at his belongings.

Zhan Qing looked at Qin Qui, with petting eyes in his eyes.

He likes Qin Qui's arrogant posture, especially the way he cares about him.

"Well, so jealous!" Hei Yuming took the dagger in his hand and said.

I don’t know who’s jealous of this jealousy he said?

Whether to eat the jealousy that Qin Qui cares about Zhan Qing, or to eat, Zhan Qing looks at Qin Qin's jealousy of spoiling affection.

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At the end of the six shifts, the baby who has a monthly pass in his hand will vote for the quiet master! ! !