Chapter 287: We are a hundred sentences, not a sentence for you.

Chapter 287, we are a hundred sentences, not a sentence for you.

"Come on! You can definitely finish the third lap!"

"Yes! Adjust your breathing, breathe in my rhythm, let's run together."

Ni Ruoxi’s original run was completely out of action.

The heavy weight is like going down at any time, but the encouragement of the students is constantly coming from the ear.

This is an experience she has never had before.

The encouragement of that sentence is like a source of warmth, lingering in her heart.

Like something, it is about to break through the body.

In the sweat, Ni Ruoxi saw him, and two students were running behind him.

Then, more and more students.

In the end, even Qiao Jin and Yan Yan, accompanied by her, kept running at the same speed as her.

The more tired, the more I feel moved.

The more she moved, the more she had to bite her teeth and run to the front.

I can't see anything else in front of me.

The encouragement and cheering of the students in the ear, echoed in my mind over and over again.

The heat that lingers in the body, smashing the limbs after a while.

The night was clear and stunned, staring at Ni Ruojun, who was encouraged to run by a group of students.

Her eyes seemed turbid, but she was firm.

The pace is heavy and slow, but you can still move barefoot.

The night is clear and charming, and the narrow eyes of the eyes outline the curvature of a sinister charm.

Her hands clasped her chest and looked at Niu Ruo, who was determined by her eyes. The light gradually became a touch of warmth like sunlight.

"You are really a strange person." Behind him, a sound of silence, water came.

Even if it was a burst of crisp bells, Mo Zhenying came to the night after the fall.

"She is here for two months. We are a hundred words, not as good as you." Mo Zhenying was cold and faintly stunned Ni Niuzhen. "Your body is indeed full of hope."

The night cleared and smirked: "Not that I am full of hope, not that I am a strange person, but you have not used the right method."

These people are all coming out of waste.

Under the training of Long Yunzhan, today's achievements have been made.

But deep inside, they still can't forget the shame that was once a waste.

Perhaps there is a bone-bearing, hard-working person who will try to match the training of Long Yunzhan in order to beat his face.

But Ni Ruozhen is different.

She is determined from the bottom of her heart that she is a waste.

"In fact, Ni Ruojun is not weak, but he is too inferior." As long as Ni Ruojun's inferiority and the resistance to cultivation are completely removed, she will certainly be able to integrate into this class.

The night clears the fascinating squats slightly, and the corner of the mouth evokes a very shallow arc: "Nero, now, as long as you stick to it, you will see hope."

Mo Yan’s faceless face slowly moved to Ni Ruojun.

When the line of sight fell on Ni Ruo's face, the plain, unwavered eyes faintly passed a dark light.

Ni Ruojun ran, ran, breathing more smoothly, even the heavy legs, it seems to become easier.

She ran and felt the thrill of the cool breeze blowing her cheeks.

A mass of heat in the chest, poured into my heart, and rushed to my head.

Suddenly, a strong airflow was shot.

"boom--"

A loud noise, Ni Ruoqiang suddenly stopped.

At the same time, I listened to a very powerful sound: "Everyone quickly goes back!"

The students were used to the password on the training ground on weekdays.

At this point, the sound of the sound will reflexively recede.

Just a few steps back, I saw Ni Ruo's body radiating countless yellow light, densely opened.