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Chapter 162 I Heard President You Are Reborn
The former soldier cried bitterly in his heart. He knelt on the transparent river of heart and saw his ugly face clearly. After the young man with high ambitions was rescued by the smiling mermaid, he lost his life. My original heart has lost the fortitude honed in the war.

"Third brother." Xiao Cheng grabbed the painful clansman's shoulder: "You shouldn't be confused."

The singing turns sharply, clanging flowers bloom, raging fire ignites, the phoenix raises its wings and screams, and there is nowhere to hide in the dark. The Luoshen surrounded by flames is covered with illusory armor, and behind him is the thousand-year-old invisible to the naked eye. Thousands of troops.

After a long silence, the most powerful warrior in the wolf tribe fell on his brother. Xiao Yuan touched his face, holding the glasses gifted by his lover in his hand, and said in a low voice: "It's already declining , but struggling to the death, Xiao Huang is a master."

"There is no master now." The security captain who couldn't see his face sneered: "What year is it, third brother."

Xiao Yuan put his hands in the silver shackles: "Xiao Cheng, my younger brother, this woman on the stage is also a good master. The wolf king is unclear, you made the right choice."

Before his mind could be seen through, Xiao Cheng, who became angry from embarrassment, could refute, his clan brother fell into his arms without a sound, with his eyes closed, and returned to his hometown just like the murderous brother who died on the battlefield.

Xiao Cheng was stunned for a moment, he cursed and dragged his clansmen through the crowd like a crowd, suppressing the blood aroused by the singing and the golden vertical pupils under the dim light, he brought the breathless wolf demon outside venue.

It seemed that something had fallen on the ground. The wolf demon in uniform paused, but stepped on it, smashing the thing to pieces.

I don't know when, the silver plate shines brightly.

The lone wolf sat cross-legged on the ground, silently stroking the animal body of the same race, listening to the final encouragement and prayer of the god of war in the arena. In front of him was the body of the warrior, and behind him was the fragmented silver mirror.

Soldiers returning from the battlefield, you go to die, bring back the pain to your hometown, songs without confusion, works without drums, you will return, bring the spirit of death in the enemy's midst.

I wish your people peace and prosperity, I wish your hometown prosperity and strength, I wish your son Huili, and I hope you will enjoy health forever.

. . . . . .

A few months later, Xiao Nian, who was watching TV with her legs crossed in Xiao's house in H City, had a serious face. She grabbed her huge rabbit doll and put down the steaming pastry in her hand.

"Brother, my mother won the award, but she was not there. Sister Fang Sijia won the trophy."

Xiao Yan flipped through his martial arts novel and asked casually, "What award?"

"A nomination for Best Director and Best Actress for "For Good." Oh, and a visual nomination for "Black and White" and a nomination for Best Newcomer. Well, there's a nomination for Best Music for "TEN."

Xiao Yan closed the novel abruptly, with question marks all over his head, has this industry really made a name for his mother?

"so much?"

"Yeah." Xiao Nian pursed her lips and nodded, she asked her brother curiously: "Whole, who presents the award, is that amazing?"

whole, global joint.

Xiao Yan wanted to laugh dryly, but he found that he couldn't move his mouth, and even sat down beside his sister in disbelief. In order to watch the TV program he despises the most, he unreservedly leaned out his body.

He will never admit that he secretly checked the relevant awards!

(End of this chapter)