Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

Bai Yige saw that Song Shuli was rubbing his arm slowly, with a look of sadness in his eyes, as if he was saying that he was a heartless person, so he couldn't help rubbing the goose bumps on his arm.

Forget it, don't count on him, and he can't count on it, so let's rely on ourselves.

Thinking in this way, Bai Yige raised his foot and kicked towards the door of the fake operating room of the haunted house, which was a little loose at first by Bai Yige's kick.

Now that Bai Yige kicked again, the gate naturally couldn't stand it, and died with one last miserable cry.

With a "creak", the door fell to the ground with a "bang".

Qu Yizhao noticed the movement of the door, and when Bai Yige kicked the door for the first time, she discovered it, and thought about the countermeasures in her heart.

Qu Yizhao woke up Qiuqiu, and the excited voice of Qiuqiu resounded in Qu Yizhao's mind.

"Master, master, you finally called me!"

Qu Yizhao didn't have time to talk nonsense with Qiuqiu, so he said decisively: "Qiuqiu, immediately contact the police station to come to where I am now, and briefly explain the situation, hurry up!"

As soon as Qiuqiu heard that there was something to be done, he immediately put in 200% of his energy and got it done in less than a minute.

"Master, master, I've done it, please praise me, I'm great!"

Qu Yizhao felt a little helpless, smiled, and said to Qiuqiu again and again: "Bang bang bang, you are the best!"

Huo Lihan couldn't hear the conversation between Qu Yizhao and Qiuqiu, but he could hear the crisp laughter of the boy who captured him.

That bright laughter was like sunlight breaking through the layers of dark clouds, pushing away the dark clouds at once and shining into my heart.

Huo Lihan pursed his lips, his expression stern.

As soon as Bai Yige entered, he saw that the legendary cold-faced evil spirit was being suppressed by a fair and bubbly handsome young man even in such a dark environment.

Is this really Team Huo? really? This is the first thought that popped into Bai Yige's mind.

Qu Yizhao also froze for a moment when she saw Bai Yige, she thought that Huo Lihan's companion was either a big man with fierce muscles or a criminal with a cold face.

Qu Yizhao alone did not expect that the other party would be a beautiful woman with all kinds of charms, and she seemed a little dazed.

However, this coquettish beauty was only stunned for a moment, and then she reacted immediately, and she immediately said: "Let him go!"

Qu Yizhao squinted her eyes, even if the other party was a skinny old man, she would not take it lightly.

Once, Qu Yizhao underestimated the enemy because of his arrogance, which caused him and his subordinates to fall into danger together, and countless people lost their lives because of it.

Even if their names are engraved on the stele of martyrs, they cannot comfort their relatives who are still alive.

Qu Yizhao will never forget that tragic battle, nor can he forget the sad expressions on the faces of their relatives when they held their urns.

Even if the other party is a five or six-year-old child, Qu Yizhao will not take it lightly.

Because at that time, it was a boy who was only five or six years old that made Qu Yizhao take it lightly. With a single thought, the army was defeated like a mountain, and countless people died for it.

Although Qu Yizhao had been defeated three times in her life, but this time, she regretted it the most.

Even after that one time, Qu Yizhao was never defeated again, she kept winning battles, and kept beheading the enemy generals.

Even if Qu Yizhao became the well-deserved undefeated god of war in the alliance, she still remembered the mournful cries of the families of the martyrs.

Those cries have long been engraved in Qu Yizhao's mind, lingering.