Watching Zitong suddenly shot towards her, Lan Yinshui and several people standing on the side of her, and those elder generals and college disciples who were eliminated for various reasons were a little strange.
Only shepherd, a calm face.
Because only he knows the most, what is the significance of Zitong's move.
In the wormhole, a dark piece is as dark as standing in the sun with closed eyes. Only in this case, the fastest reaction can have more victories in a dark environment.
Ten flowing lights, shot ten people, the same speed, the same tricky, but never fatal.
The ten stitches made by Zitong seem to be menacing, but in fact, they did not really hurt them, otherwise it is impossible to attack such a positive attack. Her strike goal is just their sleeves, hair or robe ...
It is hit, and it has nothing to do with it.
The reaction of ten people is completely different.
There are fast and slow, some retreat back, some are defense, some are positive confrontation.
Zitong stood on the steps and put everyone's movements in their eyes.
Then, she raised her fiber fingers, pointed out the fastest response, and the five most satisfied.
"You, you, you ... and you, five, please go!"
These five, if they talk about shrinking strength, may not be the best of these people, but these five people are the people who are the most suitable for her.
Everyone has a length. What she needs now is that Xingwu Shuangxiu can have the best response in the dark, because only such a person can help her better complete the task, and it is more likely to survive in the task.
They are going to save people, not to die.
It was a doctor who had survived from countless ground guns and bullets. It was not very serious for life. Death is very common for her. However, if you can avoid it, you must try your best to avoid it.
"Now, you have a good breakfast, then we will set off."
"Girl Zitong!" Mr. Qin took two steps and rushed to Zitong, "Take me together?"
"Mr. Qin." Zi Tong looked at his face calmly, "Tell me what characteristics do your son have."
"He ... he was injured by that guy on his neck, and I pulled off a robe bandaged for him from the clothes."
"Okay." Zitong nodded gently, "I recorded it."
Then, she made a look at the purple face.
Zitong understands Mr. Qin as his father's mood, but it is just a burden like a person like him. Instead of waste his tongue with Mr. Qin, it is better to faint him.
The Zi Fu has been with her for many years, and immediately leads the gods. He raised his hand to put a hand knife and hit Mr. Qin's side neck.
Lan Yinshui immediately beckoned to call two men, and took Mr. Qin, who was fainted by the purple man to the backyard to recuperate.
The housekeeper cited everyone to the dining room, and instructed the people to prepare for the meal. The purple pupils went down the steps and looked up to see the two huge iron boxes that were lifted into the courtyard.
, The width is about three or four meters, and there should be no problem with a hundred children in a box.
She opened the iron door above, drilled into the box, took a closer look, and then raised her hand to pat the box body.
"All of them are thick iron plates, one of which are star silver, there is a pillar of pillar every one foot." Xu Dali stepped forward, "My full blow can also bear it."