My wife is the reborn boss

That's right, among the thirteen geniuses, only the middle-aged man restrained the two men who were rebooted, and the remaining twelve all went to block Wu Qiong

reboot ""

Ye Qingxuan ""

Give back their touch, bastard!

The white-faced scholar who blocked Wu Qiong back smiled and said, "Wu Qiong, you can't escape, our plan is safe. This book! Today is the finale!"

Wu Qiong smiled casually, vaguely reminiscent of the arrogant boy eight years ago, "Then come!"

The middle-aged man struck out with a palm, and laughed wildly, ""My Wife Is the Big Boss of Rebirth", the whole book, it's over!"

Chapter 69 The Three of Swords

Facing the enemy, Wu Qiong was not afraid at all, with the wooden sword in hand, he made a bold move! "Sword No. [-] Reincarnation!"

The wind stops.

The rain stopped.

People don't move.

The whole world seemed to stand still.

Both Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxuan still maintained moved and surprised expressions.

The white-faced scholar was still smiling.

The middle-aged man was still laughing wildly.

The other eleven Xiantian couldn't see any expressions because they were all covered.

The golden nanmu sword in Wu Qiong's hand seemed to turn into a huge golden rose in the air, enveloping everyone except the rebooted Ye Qingxuan.

Life is like a revolving lantern, and the middle-aged man looks at the sword light that is getting closer, and sighs, "It's so beautiful."

The smile on the white-faced scholar's face gradually became gentle. Maybe he thought of the woman who had been with him silently for 20 years.

After the matter is resolved, go back and give her a title. Thinking of this, his eyes became firm, "So, I can't die here!"

boom!

The sword light covered the ground, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky.

Jie Se looked at the smoke and dust around him, hesitantly asked, "Did it succeed?"

"No." Wu Qiong replied.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the smoke dissipated quickly.

I saw that each of the ten congenitals was wounded, but they were still standing!

Wu Qiong frowned

Only three died? Tsk, trouble.

His body can only support "Sword II" one more time.

The middle-aged man looked at Wu Qiong in shock. He never expected that the foolproof plan of himself and others almost failed.

This kid is just a "Heaven and Man Harmony Realm", how can he be so strong?

He didn't hesitate any longer, and said, "He's only one person, let's go together!"

Ten geniuses shot at the same time, vowing to kill Wu Qiong here!

Seeing this, Wu Qiong no longer hesitated, and made another move, "Sword [-]: Reincarnation!"

The world seemed to stand still again.

It's a pity that he is only in the acquired state, and the same move will not work against enemies in the innate state for the second time.

boom!

"Sword No. [-]" fights against ten congenitals teaming up!

Wu Qiong flew back upside down and barely landed. He covered his mouth with his left hand, and a lot of blood flowed out from between his fingers. He was powerless to fight anymore.

The ten congenitals were also injured again, but they still had the power to fight again.

The middle-aged man slowly wiped away the bright red from the corners of his mouth, and his face was solemn, "You actually killed three people and wounded ten people with the cultivation base of the Heaven Realm. You are a respectable opponent. If it were another time, we might be able to become friends. It's a pity."

After a pause, he continued, "To show respect, we will still do our best, please pay attention."

The middle-aged man bowed slightly, and then shot with all his strength, and the other nine people also shot at the same time!

"Brother Wu!!!!" Jie Se's eyes were about to burst, he hated himself for not being able to help Wu Qiong.

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes in pain, he tried to force his true energy, but he was really powerless to fight anymore.

Wu Qiong just watched quietly, the world seemed to slow down in his eyes.

The genetic lock is opened.

not at all.

The seed of being an adjuster in my brain exploded.

Nor is it.

This is just a simple revolving door.

The faces of the parents, which were already blurred, gradually became clear.

He saw the less obvious wrinkles in the corners of his mother's eyes.

He saw the whitening sideburns of his father's Mediterranean haircut.

he saw my sister

He is an only son and has no sister.

He also doesn't have a girlfriend.

Thinking about it now, does he really want to go back?

Go back and continue to work overtime endlessly, with a salary that is neither high nor low, and just live like a walking dead for a lifetime?