Chapter 605

"Wang Fei, as the precious daughter of the leader of Tianhe society, I fell in love with a man for the first time in so many years."

"The first time I saw him, I blushed. I felt dizzy. I think this should be the feeling of love."

"It took me six months to get him out, and I succeeded. He came into my heart

"I strongly support him whatever he wants to do. I just want to be a little woman and lie in his arms."

"I feel that this day will come soon, but I didn't expect that it will be completely over before it really starts."

"It's over before it really starts!"

She roared at me again, before that a calm "witch" - east snow disappeared.

I didn't feel it.

As a result, I was already stunned.

Suddenly, she laughed again and cried, "Wang Fei, I hate you!"

As soon as her voice fell to the ground, her cheeks were full of sadness. Looking down at her, she said, "Chen Peng, I'm here to accompany you."

As soon as she finished, she jumped down the mountain!

"Miss, no!"

Standing behind him, the old man in Tang costume was shocked. He widened his eyes and yelled loudly. He stamped his legs on the ground and grasped the wrist joint of flying snow in the East with his palm like a dead tree.

But Dongfang Feixue resolutely dodged and said with a smile to the old man in Tang Dynasty: "Uncle Zhang, bring me a message to Dad. My daughter will serve him in the next life."

The flying snow in the East has already fallen.

Uncle Zhang burst into tears. He looked at me angrily and jumped down.

I pushed away Lin Yuexin and climbed to the edge of the mountain.

Chen Peng's figure has long disappeared. At the moment, I can't even see the figure of flying snow in the East.

Uncle Zhang followed Dongfang Feixue and fell off the cliff. His speed was faster than Dongfang Feixue. It was unscientific. He grasped Dongfang Feixue's wrist joint tightly with his hand soon, but they didn't have any effort, so they could only fall down.

Dongfang Feixue is dead. Miss Tianhe is dead.

Uncle Zhang is dead, and the strong one is dead.

There are too many strong people dead in Tianhe society. Our casualties are not very big. I can almost see that. Then we are unstoppable. We take mi'an city and eat up the people and horses of Tianhe society here.

But the price is that Chen Peng is dead!

All these things, all because of him!

It's dead. It's all dead.

I watched the scene eagerly, and the energy in my body seemed to be drained.

I'm very happy that the 1st, 2nd and 4th members of the Tianhe society died.

I am very happy that Geng Caiying, Canglang and he Xingyun have died.

I'm very happy that Dongfang Feixue died.

I'm also very happy that Uncle Zhang died.

But only Chen Peng died. I was moved by the mixed feelings.

In this set, I won and lost.

Now the news is gradually becoming good for us. After so long entanglement on the top of the mountain and such a result, we have won a great victory. We should all be happy.

In the whole Tishang group, only Xiaoyu and I were not happy, but when we saw that our brothers had won the battle, we looked happy.

I sent someone to bind Geng Caiying, Canglang and he Xingyun with ropes. Then I went down the mountain.

Yang Hui also takes people to bear the attack of the Tianhe meeting. Our time is very tight.

Maybe I was worried about my brothers. Chen Peng's death didn't make me too sad now. On the contrary, I completely calmed down my anger and regained my sense. The 10000 people who are going to attend the meeting are already leaderless.

We drove quickly to the downtown area of mi'an city. It had already become a human purgatory. In the night, it had become a battlefield.

I took part in the battle with my face broken, and killed the son of a bitch of Tianhe meeting.

Xiao Yu roared with a loudspeaker: "Chen Peng and others have already died. Don't fight back in vain, otherwise. We, the Tishang group, killed them directly! "

There are still more than 5000 people left in Chen Peng's team, and more than 1000 of our troops have died.

This war loss ratio is attributed to the participation of three classes of Tishang business school.

I'm afraid that the people of Tianhe meeting are so powerful. You know, I'm bringing all the elites of Tishang group. If it wasn't for the three classes of Tishang business school, the people of Tianhe club could destroy us even without Chen Peng's command.

Yang Hui is fighting with a middle-aged man. The other side can see that he is an old driver. His moves are very vicious and tricky. He wants to end Yang Hui's life. Fortunately, Yang Hui has learned a lot of Kung Fu from me. It was then that I could barely draw with him.

I can see that 400 of the people fighting in Tianhe society are also very powerful. Although they are not as good as the brothers of Tishang business school, they can still fight against each other. These people should be among their elites.

I don't want the fight to continue. It's already midnight. It's time to end the fight.

I yelled: "Zhang Gang, Lin Guangrong, Li Shihai, you cooperate with the nine deacons to kill those powerful enemies, and help our people relieve the pressure!"

Several people immediately nodded their heads and rushed up.

Nine deacons are the strong ones in the middle of the dark force. Of course, they are better than those people. The weapons in his hand are waving quickly, and soon they have defeated the formation of hundreds of people. Zhang Gang and they launched a fierce attack while taking advantage of the gap that nine deacons have made.

Although Lang Shanqiang's Kung Fu is not very good, he is very good at killing insects. He often throws a handful of strange insects out of his body and into the crowd of the Tianhe meeting, killing and injuring all at once.

In a moment, these guys became nine deacons, their souls under the sword.

I saw that Yang Hui couldn't support him any more, so I rushed to pick up the Qingfeng sword. I opened a hole in the wall of Tianhe meeting. My spirit like a tiger like a sheep made the morale of our team soar, and their formation soon became sporadic.

I finally rushed to Yang Hui's face quickly, took him back to his side, and avoided the inevitable way of Tian He Hui, a middle-aged man.

I looked at him with half blind eyes. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. There was a shade of softness hidden in his resolute eyes. He should have a high position in Kung Fu.

I said in a deep voice, "who are you?"

He said with a cold smile: "you don't know me, but you turn into ashes. I know that you have made great contributions to the development of Tishang group."

He took a breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and cried, "I'm the leader of the north of Tianhe meeting. I'm the fifth helmsman of Wuhan Iron and steel company! What about brother Chen and our young lady? "