Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 80, squatting, is the practice of the weak

At night, Fengjing was at the Lingpai table and only had a shirt.

The inner shirt tears a few holes.

It’s clear that the night is clear, it’s a welt.

The most beautiful thing that burns out in the night is...

Her brother is actually on the tile!

A few bumpy, broken tiles!

Sharp tiles cut through the skin of the night maple, knees, blood oozing, reddish tiles, and reddened the ground.

Those who are at night, even use such cruel means to deal with her brother!

"Get up!" The night fell into a big step, and the tone was cold.

"Sister..." Night maple's painful face turned white, but he bit his lip and shook his head. "My father said that as long as I am here for a day and night, he will forgive you..."

"Get up!" The night is clear and the tone is getting colder, and the eyes are getting colder.

Night Feng Zhang opened his mouth and just wanted to speak.

"If you don't get up, from now on, I will only be without you brother!"

It’s really angry to clear the night.

Full of anger, raging in the bottom of my heart.

"If I dare to do it, I don't need any forgiveness. What's more, he is not qualified to talk to me for forgiveness!"

The night was clear and the light was cold, and it was almost like the night maple. "If you are still my sister, let me stand up now!"

"Sister..." Night Fengjing looked like a tearful cry.

He can see that my sister is really angry.

But... Father is a father after all, and my sister is doing this, it is against filial piety...

If you pass it out, it will make the whole Xiqiao mainland, and even the nirvana, smirk your sister for a lifetime!

He didn't spend much time with his sister, but he still knew his sister's temper.

If he doesn't get up, his sister will definitely turn his head and leave, and he really does not recognize him as a younger brother.

The heart is anxious, the body wants to move, but it is the tile that is more tied to the knee, and it is deeper.

The painful body can't stop shaking.

"Zi Ling, go."

The night sneered and sneered, and left without saying anything.

Zi Ling followed behind him, looking at the night maple scorpion with anxious eyes, and catching up with the night, wanting to plead.

When a pair of faceless faces were cleared up at night, Zi Lingyi couldn’t spit out half a word.

"sister!"

The night maple was in a hurry, and when he saw the night clear, he would walk out of the temple. He stood up and wanted to go to the night.

Just a straight leg, **** knees, a tearing pain, he hurts.

He fell to the ground and breathed heavily: "Sister, don't go, don't go..."

It’s a night’s sleep.

But she did not turn back.

Just standing at the door of the ancestral hall, with those clear eyes, looked at him coldly.

"Miss, eight young masters his legs..." Miss Zi Ling sees her heart soft, and she opens her mouth and wants to help the night maple.

"Go yourself." The cold voice of the night cleared the idea of ​​Zi Ling.

"Miss..."

"Own, step by step to my face, swear to me, you are my younger brother who is clear at night, with bones and blood, from now on, these knees, not stunned, no one !"

The night is clear and the sound is cold, such as frost.

She is the brother of the night Fengjing.

I want to teach her younger brother.

However, if the night maple can not grow, she will never waste her time, on a hopeless person.

"Squatting is the practice of the weak."

At night, the hands are on the chest, and the people who are lying on the ground are so condescending: "I don't need the weak."

Update to.

It’s late in the middle of the night~ I’ll update it tomorrow, what?

(End of this chapter)