Great World of Magic Cube

"Immediately clean the battlefield." After the end of the melee, the warriors from Shenyang rushed to Nanyang loudly ordered.

"Yes." Nanyang's warrior Gao should scream, strong support for the painful body that was left in the fight, walked to the side of the school fighter who was laid down, and hand-to-hand on the earlobe with the representative of the fighter. Gou Yu took it down.

"Unfortunately, Guan Yu of Chengdu, Guo Jia of Xichang, Xia Houdun of Huachang, Huaxiong of Luoyang, and Han Wei of Liangzhou all ran away, leaving only one embroidered by Wuwei." The warriors chased the gap of the battlefield. The goose geese who walked to the side of the real night regretted.

"However, after the Yuzhou is going to be smooth, then." Then, the sinking geese turned around and looked down to Tian Feng and others who were lying on the bank of the battlefield.

The cleaning work was carried out very quickly, and it took less than five minutes. The jade jade of the defeated fighters distributed everywhere was completely collected and fell into the hands of Shen Yan.

"Back to school." Shen Yanyan announced loudly.

The words, the falling geese, the real night, and the Nanyang fighters who followed came back in the direction of Nanyang University.

"Zi Jing, contact the fighters in the school, release the collective order, let all the actionable fighters immediately gather at the auditorium." On the way back to Nanyang University, Shen Lanyan told the Lu Suzi around him.

"Yes." Lu Suzi respected the life, then took out the mobile phone and got in touch with the school fighters she knew.

About half an hour later, Shen Lanyan and his party returned to Nanyang University.

Did not rest, the fall geese who returned to the school immediately came to the auditorium with everyone, and saw many fighters in Nanyang who had already waited.

"Target, Yuzhou colleges and universities, set off!" The sinking geese who walked onto the rostrum under the watchful eyes of many fighters announced loudly.

"Yes!" Because of the recent cessation of school action. The Nanyang fighters who were full of enthusiasm for the extinction of the school were full of excitement, and the shocking voice should directly tremble the glass of the auditorium.

Later, the Nanyang fighters who knew what to do immediately rushed out of the auditorium and went to the school parking lot. Orderly, they boarded the stagnant school bus, and after all the students had logged in, they started the car and traveled to the Yuzhou University, which had lost half of the masters.

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Luoyang University, on the rooftop of the unmanned teaching building, there is no more than dozens of band-aid stickers on the whole body. It seems that the thin boy with the same weak and weak son is holding the elbows on the barricades of Taitai. The left palm is unfolding upwards, and the right hand holding a paper knife is not hesitant to cut on the left hand. However, despite the fact that the boy's face of self-mutilation still shows no pain in his face, it actually reveals a pair of expressions that should be called enjoyment, watching his palms slash under the knives of the paper knife.

Subsequently. The boy who did not meet the palm damage began to drop the blade of the paper knife on the wrist, and cut the wrist openly, watching the red blood flowing from the crack of the wrist.

"Dong Zhuo, the latest information sent back, Yuzhou colleges and universities were destroyed." At this time, a woman wearing Luoyang college autumn uniform, leaving a long black hair with long hair and hips. The girl with a frameless round-rimmed glasses on her face pushed the door to the rooftop, and reported on the distance of about five meters from the boys.

"The attackers are still the most popular colleges in Nanyang."

"What about that person?" The paper knife moved up, the knife tip stopped at the skin of the throat, and then the boy who cut the throat with force, that is, Dong Zhuotou did not return.

"After being captured by the new monarch of Nanyang, he has not been able to get it back. It is still in a stable state." The glasses girl replied.

"Dong Zhuo, I don't think I can continue to let the Nanyang colleges and universities continue to work. Please allow me to mobilize the people to annihilate them." The girl who answered the Dong Zhuo question suggested.

"Wenhe, you said that history has changed." Dong Zhuo turned around. Looking at the glasses girl asked softly.

"This..." The girl named Wenhe first hesitated, and then replied, "If you follow the current situation, because of the intervention of the new Nanyang monarch, the past history has indeed been changed, even with this period in history. It has become different. It is impossible to look at the present situation according to the past."

"Then our fate, has it been changed?" Dong Zhuo asked again.

"Maybe, although many things have changed now, the people and things related to us seem to have not changed." Wen and frowned, replied.

"Wenhe, tomorrow we will go to Nanyang University." Slowly stepping toward Dong Zhuo, who leads to the passageway inside the teaching building.

"Yes." Understand the unchangeable text of Dong Zhuo's resolution and bow down.

During the breathing, the two men passed by. In the end, Dong Zhuo disappeared into the passage.

"Destiny..." The girl named Wenhe looked up and looked at the blue sky, whispering softly. Then I followed the roof from the teaching building, leaving the blood dripping on the ground to show what happened here.

The next day, at 10 o'clock in the morning, accompanied by a gentle squeezing, a black and solemn BMW car parked outside the gates of Nanyang University.

"Oh." The closed door cracked a gap. Then the face, arms, Luoyang college summer short-sleeved school uniform cover the body covered with dozens of large and small band-aid Dong Zhuo, carrying a long knife wrapped in a blue cloth cover from the open door Got down.

Similarly, the girl named Wenhe also walked from the position of the co-pilot.

Dong Zhuo, who got off the bus, did not speak. He walked directly into the Nanyang university with the girl text and the big swing from the main entrance. He was not at all concerned about his safety.

"That, that's Dong Zhuo!?" A Nanyang student who happened to be on the playground was screaming at Dong Zhuo, who was walking into the school, who couldn't believe and fear. And under the urging of fear, he did not find out at all, how sharp and annoying his voice was at this time.

Hearing his cry, the other students also turned their eyes to Dong Zhuo and Wen He, who were slow-moving, but even if they knew the identity of the two people, they knew they were enemies, but they did not have a student. They have the courage to dare to attack them, but they are standing in the same place or running away from the path of Dong Zhuo, watching their progress.

Obviously, Dong Zhuo, the devil, has frightened these fighters with his horrible reputation.

Fortunately, although they are not good at performance, but some people are still smart, at least knowing that they ran to ventilate the letter, telling Dong Zhuo’s arrival to Nanyang’s head--a ​​few people know about it.

In the cleverness of the clever people and the students in the teaching building, several people in the night know the arrival of Dong Zhuo. They left their classrooms and went to the gate of the teaching building to welcome Dong Zhuo.

In the process, Asian Night, Yuanyuan, Jiuhe Museum, Nanjo Jisha Luo, Yantan Meiyun and Shenluyan will gather at the side of the real night, and Dong Zhuo, who stopped at the center of the playground, is in the middle of the game. Together.

"You are the new monarch of Nanyang's real night? It seems that there is nothing special about it." Dong Zhuo looked at the real night and said softly.

"What are you going to do in Nanyang?" asked the real night.

"Look at you and see if you have the ability to change history." Dong Zhuo replied.

"It seems that I let you down," said the night.

"It doesn't matter, I didn't have any thoughts on it." Dong Zhuo said with a look.

"Is it? But even so, I am thinking about you now." The real night eyes stared at Dong Zhuo's eyes.

"You want to leave me?" Dong Zhuo asked with a dangerous smile on his face.

"Of course, you are now, for us Nanyang, but a big fish." The real night whispered.

"That depends on whether you have the ability." Dong Zhuo's voice fell, and a powerful and strange atmosphere different from the general fighter's orthodox atmosphere was distributed from Dong Zhuo's body, showing his strength to the world.

The night of the arm, let the Asian night and others retreat from their own side, while at the same time concentrating on the attack that Dong Zhuo may come.

Then at the next moment, Dong Zhuo stepped on his foot, and the body rushed to the front of the real night like a rapidly flying cannonball. He waved his arm and threw the flashing fist into the belly of the real night.

The real palm of the night grabbed, holding Dong Zhuo's electric boxing, and at the same time launched the power of the Tianzhao Longmen to neutralize each other's strange spirits into nothingness, then swing the arm out of the boxing and punched Dong Zhuo's chest.

At this time, because of the eruption of evil spirits, Dong Tuo, who had no black spots in his eyes, lifted his foot and leaned back to the abdomen of the night.

The real night foot shocked, so that the flying feet were disengaged from Dong Zhuo’s attack, and immediately appeared behind Dong Zhuo’s head, and his palm shot to the head of his back.

Dong Zhuo strongly leaned back and lifted his leg and hung up the gold hook to the face of the real night.

In the night, I lifted the crossbar and held Dong Zhuo’s kick. At the same time, I kicked my foot and continued to kick Dong Zhuo’s head. However, Dong Zhuo’s movement under the control of evil spirits was very rapid. He immediately twisted his body and blocked the real night kick with one arm.

"Boom!" Then, a spiral of spiraling up from the bottom up appeared around Dong Zhuo's body, forced the night from the side.

When I saw the brow in the night, I waved my fist and punched my fist. A pale white gas column visible to the naked eye immediately flew straight out from the fist hit by the night, and the lasing was turned to the Dong Zhuo, who was about to land in the spiral. Body.

"Dragon-shaped qigong forging needle work."

"Boom!" In the moment, only one roaring sounded, Dong Zhuo’s body under the protection of the air immediately flew back.