Chapter 1022: Shame of washing waste
Chapter 1022 Shame of Scrubbing Waste
The second competition is against.
It’s natural to let them have ten players, and they challenged Long Yun Zhan, Yan Yan, Qiao Jin and Mo Yu Ying.
As for the North Ming Lulu, the night clear gave her a few prescriptions, let her take the time to refine the medicinal herbs.
The main output, with these students, is enough.
The main force is there, and it needs assistance and treatment.
North Ming Lulu can just provide these two points.
Moreover, compared to training and fighting, Bei Ming Lulu obviously prefers refining.
After challenging the four people in the class committee, they challenged the emperor.
As long as you can get more than ten strokes in the hands of Di Mo Xuan, you will be eligible to choose weapons.
These students have heard that although this kind of round-the-clock competition system is felt, it is really unstoppable.
But I have to admit it.
Aroused their fighting spirit.
Even if there are no weapons as rewards, they also want to do their best to challenge the class committee and challenge the Ms. Murong.
Looking at the students' full of fighting spirits, the night laughed and smiled with satisfaction: "This battle is our battle of turning over. Let other classes, and even other college people, see clearly, our magic class, not Waste class."
"Your hard work and hard work will make your future full of surprises! If you want to wash away the shame of waste, you must use your sweat to erase this shame!"
"You remember, this war is not for me, not for the class of the devil, but for yourself! For your own dignity, for your own future!"
"I hope that in the future, no matter where you go, someone will use the words of envy and admiration to say to you, 'Wow~ you are the students of the Devil's class.' The Devil's Class will become synonymous with your honor!"
The night was clear and powerful, and the eyes swept over them: "Is there confidence!"
"Have!"
......
After five days of sleepless fight against death.
Finally, there were two students who went out and got two weapons.
One is in the North, and the other is Qi Ziqing.
Long Yunzhan and others are also exhausted.
Both Yan Yan and Mo Zhenying have wounds of various sizes.
Qiao Jin also inevitably suffered some skin injuries.
But the four of them have a relaxed and satisfying smile on their faces.
Even Long Yunzhan, when seeing the students' great progress, showed a smile in the eyebrows.
However, what makes people confused is...
Both Yan Yan and Qiao Jin, these days of training, there is no way to go.
I have not said a word to each other.
And after accepting the challenge, lead the team against the Qiao Jin team.
There is no mercy in the words.
Instead, Qiao Jin.
In the face of Mo Zhenying and Long Yun Zhan's team, the shot is hot and tricky.
But when it comes to words, it is the shackles of the shackles. In addition to the passive attacks, there is no intention to fight back.
A few times down, Yan Yan directly refused to compete with Qiao Jin.
At night, the hands were half-breasted, half-feeling, staring at the strange atmosphere of the two of them, and hitting the emperor Xu Xuan: "They are two, what is the contradiction?"
The imperial flower of the Emperor Xuan Xuan stunned and shook his head.
Except for her things, others don't matter.
He naturally won't bother to pay attention.
Instead, I sat down on the ground and took a rest, and put down the essence of the soft whip in my hand, and said: "Maybe... I am helping you wrong."
"Well?" At night, she raised her eyebrows and squatted and went to gossip. "Speak and listen."
In the past few days, Yan Ziqing will sneak into the class room and say it to Qiao Jin.
(End of this chapter)
