Ideal is plump, reality is very bony.

This sentence describes a person's excessive blind self-confidence, which eventually leads to the implementation of their own ideas when the situation appears to be substandard. This huge sense of difference will lead to a deep sense of frustration, and sometimes a suffocating result.

Why is this? What happened? Where am I? What am I doing?

The short man in green is holding the branch and waving to Xiao Qi. The sharp wind speed has symbolized his strong strength. How powerful is the power caused by the early strength of dark force? The wind of tearing has explained everything. In his mind, the end of the Maoshan Pai dregs in front of him is to scream incessantly, and then kneel on both legs to beg for mercy.

He guessed the beginning but not the end. The screams kept ringing. It was not the dregs of the Maoshan school, but himself. The sharp pain in his shoulder made him jump up like a rabbit, as if he had been chopped, and his bones would burst. Then his legs instinctively knelt down because of the pain.

Ah My shoulders My legs

The sound of screams reverberated in the woods, making the already tense atmosphere even more tense. The short man's nose was aching and he wanted to say something. The only sound from his mouth was a cry. The tall man was stunned and fell to the ground. He just yawned just now, why is it like this when he has won steadily.

In the idea of a tall man, a short man should be able to easily beat the two guys of Maoshan school. After all, the strength gap is in front of us. Their strength has reached the early stage of dark strength. They should not be too relaxed in the face of this kind of battle. So the tall man had a slight look and yawned, but it was this short yawn time that saw this result?

"You, what did you just do?"

Still in a state of ignorance, the tall man in Tsing Yi subconsciously asked, "despicable Maoshan sect, you have used three kinds of means..."

Damn it, it's too heavy. I don't know the strength for a moment.

Ignoring the question of the tall man in Tsing Yi, Xiao Qi shook his head and sighed sadly. Originally, he always thought that the force should be moderate, because this is the elder martial brother's order, can't use too much force, otherwise it will frighten them. But now the short man kneeling in front of him has already explained the problem. He is really exerting too much force.

"Xiao Qi, what's the matter with you? Don't act without authorization. If you go back like this, you will be scolded by your elder martial brother."

Returning to God, Xiao Liu laughs and cries: "what are you still in a daze to do? Don't hurry to do what you should do. We should be appropriate. We must remember to be appropriate, especially the strength and strength."

"Yes, yes, it must be appropriate and moderate."

As soon as the sixth elder martial brother reminded him, Xiao Qi immediately responded. Then he looked at the tall man in Tsing Yi with indignation on his face, and then cried in a trembling voice, "I didn't have anything just now But you What did you do to me? It's so painful, it's painful all over the body... "

When the sound falls, the whole person flies to the side. The moment the body falls to the ground, the body rebounds and then falls to the ground. Finally, it rolls around like a ball and stops after hitting a tree. His head tilted to the side, his eyes turned white and he didn't move.

The tall man in Tsing Yi said

Stingy:

Sha xue'er:.... "