"What do you think?"
In the courtyard, there are several figures hanging behind the garden gate numbered seventeen, sitting on the ground with autumn wind blowing down peach blossoms. Here, heaven and earth are full of aura, with unique array blessing, quiet and elegant.
"I heard that the so-called family was the first in this year’s freshmen, and on the first day of the college entrance examination, I called all the top freshmen to form ten robes and wanted to let the seventeen mirrors have a big reshuffle after entering the hospital." Xiao Lingtong Gherardini looked at several companions around him and said.
"This is prepared? No, it’s obvious that I’m not the gatekeeper of the mirror stage! " Xiao Lingtong suddenly looked serious.
"It’s just that the freshmen are fighting a little. Is it so serious?" The same robe said
Xiao Lingtong’s usual personality is like ten brothers in the same robe, but it’s rare to see this guy seriously today. To tell the truth, several brothers in the same robe are really surprised.
The title of the gatekeeper of the stage has not been used for a long time for them.
Six words reverberate in my ears, with a strangeness and a nostalgia.
Since that pervert led a thorough reshuffle of the dressing table, the seventeen dressing tables in the backyard have never been updated.
This status quo seems to have made the college students forget the rules of the mirror stage, not to mention the unprecedented idea of actively challenging the freshmen.
The ancients were born in sorrow and died in happiness.
The doubt of the seventeen mirrors in the hospital means that the strength of the school belongs to this hospital. Competition does not happen at all times, but since that time, everything has suddenly become like a flurry.
And the ranking of the 17-year-old mirror platform is also firm and has never been updated.
Xiao Lingtong’s ten-robe team ranks 17 in the courtyard, ranking 17 th and 11 th, claiming to be the door gods of the stage.
There have been many defeats, but they have never been lost by those students who tried to replace them.
"It’s really a long time since the door god said!"
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The new figures of Bodhisattva trees are wearing Bodhisattva listening to the entrance instruction and bathing in Bodhisattva star baptism.
They don’t know that the brothers and sisters of the seventeen mirror platforms in the courtyard have actually reached a common tacit understanding, although they seem to be in a state of mind.
There is no windtight wall.
What’s more, there was such a big noise that night when ten companions were formed all over the river. This wall has long been blown by the west wind to the mountains and to the brothers and sisters in the college who don’t listen to things outside the window.
As Xiao Lingtong said, the 17th stage has not changed for a long time.
This kind of repair is boring.
They need fresh blood to make up for the deficiency in the competition.
The seventeen mirror platforms decided to have the first hand.
They acquiesced in the goalkeepers’ provocation to the freshmen, and soon there will be many college students watching in Zizhuxuan.
They don’t have the slightest idea of underestimating their enemies, because the freshman Zhongjiang is full of famous gentlemen, Zeyuming, and many family brothers with deep backgrounds are among them.
Although they are young, they are endowed with unique congenital conditions. It is not nonsense to change the hospital structure in the future.
The most important point is that after three years and nine years, Sichuan Gate has once again recruited a student.
All the brothers and sisters in the courtyard know that the pervert’s hand happened once the 17-seat reshuffle of the dressing table took place.
What a coincidence
That man is also a student of Chuanzi Gate.
He was the only student recruited by the third Nakagawa Word Gate nine years ago.
Now Chuanzimen has recruited another student.
He is the madman’s younger brother.
Although I have never met before, I have never heard of it.
The 17 mirrors in the courtyard are all deeply white, and history seems to be about to repeat itself.
Because every Chuanmen student is destined to be a leader in the same session.
This is a stereotype written by a thousand years’ history of Pu Yuan.
No one will believe that there will be an exception this time.
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Destiny chooses a confrontation, and it will come sooner or later.
Rewriting historical figures is ultimately a lucky cloud born in response to heaven.
Many years later, it is still unbelievable for Luo Changfeng to look back on the hospital and turn over a new page.
He can’t figure out what role fate has arranged for them and how to play it.
Wolf fire and smoke are drifting from day to day.
Things are like chess, and life and death are everywhere.
Talk about it in one’s strength.
Volume 2 The deceased is like a husband