[BL] [Book 1]Professional Stepping on the Face for One Hundred Years [Quick Wea

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The group of people who came in at first was instantly confused. Some people worked hard @ all big guys, the scene lost control for a while, and some people went directly to the pre-game room to watch the replay, brushing all kinds of barrages flying around, but unfortunately no one could solve it in the end.

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    Ming Jingyao's face was sullen, the air pressure all over his body was low, and the adjutants standing in front of the table couldn't help swallowing saliva.

.Chong, who was standing in the back row, winked his eyes and saw that although Adjutant Zhang was shaking his hands, he still looked like he was rushing forward without fear of death.

    Although the rest of the people did not make a sound, their hearts were more or less uneasy. There are also impatient, almost can not help dragging people away.

    Adjutant Zhang, who is standing at the forefront, doesn't know the mood of his colleagues, but he is also very helpless! Since the last time he ate at the top of the line with the young marshal, he was also very depressed. His idea is also very solid. The First Royal Academy is very powerful, but it does not rule out that there are top-notch hidden in other academies. Maybe he has discovered it? !

    Unfortunately, Adjutant Zhang did not have such good luck, allowing him to complete the task smoothly. .Not to mention other people, he still found some people with excellent abilities, and the ones found by other adjutants were even more unsightly.

    Thinking of this, Adjutant Zhang's expression also froze. However, he glanced at the intellectual brain in his hand, and his eyes lit up again.

    "Young Marshal, although we didn't find anyone who met the requirements in the training camp, there is something here. After we discussed it, we thought it was worth taking a look at."

    Ming Jingyao glanced coldly at his deputy, but acquiesced.

    He also heard that Adjutant Zhang didn't know where to find a piece of light frequency. He was very surprised when he heard that he saw it, and he forced a group of people to follow him. Now it's even in front of him.

    He has a lot of things to do every day, and he is not in the mood to watch any star network star.

    However, with just one glance, the young marshal of the empire was deeply attracted by the picture in the light frequency.

.On the light curtain, there is still an endless black starry sky, and a slender and slender boy in white is standing with his back facing him. With the night wind, the light chestnut hair that brushed past his ears swayed gently. He turned his face slightly, his delicate lower cheeks as perfect as a ray of light. Above his head, three battleships were arranged in a fan-shaped arrangement, and behind them, the huge mothership hovered slowly, the black-gray bumpy hull exuding an icy aura.

    The boy in white confronted them one by one, both of them were motionless, and there was a tense atmosphere in the quiet night sky.

    Looking at the picture in front of them, the adjutants in front of the light curtain held their breath unconsciously, and felt as if they were in it. Finally someone couldn't help but ask: "What is he looking at?"

    Ming Jingyao said, "He is calculating.