When Long Qingyue shouted the last word, Mo Yan stood up.
He had an extremely determined expression on his rough face, standing there as motionless as a stone sculpture, and his voice was as loud as a bell.
"Second Miss, as long as you can train me to be a strong person, I am willing to obey every word of yours! I don't want my descendants to be as mediocre as me, working hard for decades and still being just a housekeeper! Die,
What’s the point? If survival is worthless, it’s worse than death!”
After Mo Yan stood up, the first one, the second one, the third one... each one took a step forward, with firm determination, "Second Miss, we are not afraid of death! We want to become strong,
Don’t be laughed at by others anymore! Please train us!”
Seeing all the Flying Tigers present standing up without hesitation, a satisfied smile appeared on Long Qingyue's face. These people were finally not too stubborn and self-righteous.
She wants to build them into the first blood soul team of Qinglong Kingdom!
"Okay! Starting from tomorrow, you will enter the devil training plan I have drawn up! Whether you live or die, go or stay, it is all up to you!"
Mo Yan suddenly knelt down on one knee and said in a sincere voice, "Thank you, Miss Second, for your guidance. Mo Yan will never forget this kindness!"
Every word of the second lady was like a sharp knife piercing his heart, making him suddenly realize that for so many years, he had been dawdling, waiting for death, and was still complacent and proud of it.
The other Flying Tigers also knelt down on one knee, "Thank you, Miss Second, for your advice!"
Long Qingyue's face turned solemn, "The man has gold under his knees. Kneel to the sky and kneel to your parents! You don't need to kneel down to salute me in the future!"
In her heart, she is proud and noble. She will never kneel down to salute anyone, so she will not ask others to kneel down to salute her.
The Flying Tigers were all startled. In their minds, it was normal to kneel down and salute their master. They saluted Long Qingyue on one knee, which proved that Long Qingyue had gained their approval and was already the master.
He regarded her as half a mistress. When he heard what Long Qingyue said, he couldn't help but feel stunned.
"The strong will always stand. Even if they die, they will not fall easily!" The girl's expression was calm, her eyes were like stars, and her voice was full of incomparable domineering. At this moment, the number one in the 21st century
The long-lost arrogant and arrogant aura of the gold medal killer exuded, sweeping through the entire martial arts arena like a strong wind.
The Flying Tigers reacted quickly and stood up one by one. From now on, they will never bow to others easily!
The sun is setting in the west, and its shallow afterglow shines on everyone's face, and in their eyes...
This intensely stimulating scene will forever be engraved in Long Qingyu's heart, becoming the most precious memory that he will never forget!
"Gather tomorrow!" Long Qingyue said and turned around to leave. The eyes of the Flying Tiger Army were full of anticipation. No one dared to underestimate Long Qingyue anymore. No matter in terms of strength or soul, they had been impressed by her.
Deeply shocked.
On the high-rise building, Long Li's face was already filled with tears. This iron-blooded general who once galloped on the battlefield, experienced countless storms, and saw all the vicissitudes of the world, finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
