The Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Chapter 72 The Red Line of Destiny

"You mean, we're just a step late?"

Doflamingo's right hand suddenly stopped, and the barbecue stopped at his mouth.

Originally, he was in a state of happiness or anger after solving the mafia. Killing the chess pieces he cultivated made him feel a little subtle, but there is no doubt that Qiubai's words now made him lean towards the latter.

"It can also be said that it is 10,000 steps late."

It is no difference between being late for one step and being late for ten thousand steps. What should be lost is still lost, so Qiubai's voice is inconsistency. This attitude is actually very similar to gloating... This is likely to further anger his current boss, and even cause domestic violence and even divorce.

Of course, Dover is still a very sensible person. Even if he is really angry, he should understand that this matter is not Qiubai's mistake. Even for this task, his subordinates were displaced from being criticized, so he could not say that he worked hard.

“cp9…”

Of course, Qiubai cannot say that he was attacked from CP9, because this organization should be very secretive, that is information that Qiubai should not have, so he only described and indicated the phenomenon.

But based on these alone, Doflamingo still came up with the answer very simply, and this answer was actually correct.

As a pirate, he is actually more professional in the operation of world government than many professionals.

"Forget it, whether you can get what you want is a question of possibility. The answer I get now is no, but it is just one-half of the unanticipated one-minute... Qiubai has no problem, you did a good job."

Doflamingo finally gave up his little emotion and then gave Qiubai a fair and objective evaluation, the captain's attitude towards his subordinates who do things seriously.

Qiu Bai nodded and said without any modesty that he could use his hard work as a compliment... The so-called lying is no better than deceiving himself. After self-hypnosis, he probably really thought that the world government had blown up the mine.

But... won't your conscience hurt?

"How about Luo, what? Do you have any special thoughts when you hear the news about Frevans again?" Doflamingo's eyes turned to Luo under his sunglasses, as if he was really interested in Luo's ideas.

There was a new change on Don Quixote's dining table today, and Ronaldo was officially allowed to sit down. Although Dover has not given a clear statement, the meaning of it is self-evident.

Luo Sinandi was probably confused by Qiubai's "heavyweight nonsense", so he seemed to have no special intention to bully the children. Unfortunately, after Dover made the decision, he could no longer express his objection.

"No."

"Anyway, there's nothing there."

Luo answered Dover's question very calmly with "maturity" that was not in line with his age, and his sight was "surveying" back and forth between Rosinandi and Qiubai.

After hearing Luo Bing's cold voice, baby-5 involuntarily moved to his left hand...that was close to Qiu Bai's body, but this was not important. What was important was that she wanted to stay away from Luo as much as possible.

It’s not because she is afraid of infectious diseases, but because she had the experience of being scared by Luo’s fierce eyes before, so... Well, she is still quite afraid of the “newcomer”.

"Jingu..." After hearing Luo's answer, Doflamingo laughed in a low voice.

No one knows whether he is satisfied with this answer or not, but... guess is satisfied, right? People who focus on destruction are much more worthy of appreciation than those who look forward to it.

"The dining table is really an interesting place." Qiubai thought silently at this time.

He naturally noticed the "hate" in Luo's eyes, but he didn't care about it. It was Luo Sinandi's responsibility to educate Luo to become. Qiubai just wanted to pick up a ready-made one at that time.

During this period, Luo probably only had the word revenge in his eyes. Qiu Bai, who had teased him a little, needs no mention of it. Luo Xinandi tormented him so much, but in fact, it was very simple to find that the other party had no taboos about lead disease, which should be a rare thing.

Along the way, because the white spots on his body had reached a very obvious level, most of the eyes of Luo endured panic, contempt and fear. He was regarded as a source of infection and a monster, even when he first appeared in front of the Don Quixote family.

But in fact, neither Luo Sinandi nor Qiubai had seen him like that, but he did not notice it.

…………

The meal ended soon and the cadres dispersed. At this time, Qiubai also started his own "work" - he came to a dilapidated wooden trestle by the sea.

This is the place he discovered not long ago, and has been practicing or practicing here.

Since the previous "Seven Swords" have been fully mastered by Lu Qi's battle, Qiu Bai decided to start developing a new cuisine... No, he decided to develop a new sword technique.

He had already thought about the basic ideas, and all he left was to practice and demonstrate and repetitive corrections, but as he waved his sword over and over again, Qiu Bai became distracted.

I always feel that something is wrong. What is this dry exercise and the moves he imagined are almost there... but what is it?

The practice was changed to Qiubai's most frequent mechanical sword swing, and it continued.

When he was about ten years old, Qiubai felt that his body and body had matured to a considerable extent, so he began to practice sword swinging exercises in fixed positions on a small grassland on Whale Island every day, with ten thousand swords fixed every day.

At the beginning, it took him 18 hours to swing his sword ten thousand times. Five years later, when he was just fifteen years old, the training took only three hours to complete, and now his speed has accelerated.

And if this training can be suppressed to be completed within an hour, then Qiu Bai's punch... Bah, the speed of swinging the sword will exceed the speed of sound, and it will be no problem to conquer a swordsman with one sword.

As long as the basic training continues, as his physical ability continues to increase, his speed will certainly become faster and faster. The only hope is that when he completes this training, he will not be as long as he reaches 50.

"What exactly is missing? Is virtue? Not that?"

"But it's definitely not you..."

Even in a state of trance, Qiubai could feel that someone was approaching him quietly, and he was not good at it because of his strong vigilance.

"Hey, hey, I just hung you up, and I didn't beat you to death like Rosinandi. Isn't it possible to follow me with a white knife and a red knife, right?"

There is probably only Luo here for such people who are strong in killing and have poor actions.

So Qiubai began to think about whether Luo would strangle this guy to death if he really did this way?

Stripping to death should not be within the scope of the killing sword?

This question is worth considering. Luo is not the person he must need anyway... But please, you are practicing swords rather than "refining swords". Do you need to use the essence and blood of Zhengtai to refine a peerless magic weapon?

This is superstitious and inhumane!

At this time, Luo thought he approached Qiubai "silently". Then after reaching the necessary attack distance he thought, he raised the dagger wrapped in newspaper with his hands, and then walked quickly in three or two steps, and stabbed the dagger firmly and accurately into Qiubai's back heart. His experience of studying medicine and understanding the structure of the human body helped him a lot. He knew where to insert it to directly kill a person.

However, although it was critical, Qiu Bai found that he didn't have to do it himself, because his bodyguard was in place.

"I'll fight~"

When Qiu Bai was "life-threatening", a round Kung Fu White Bear killed from the side, and then kicked the dagger in Luo's hand without hesitation.

Didn't expect it? A dog bites a bear in the middle of the way.

So we should have met Peibo and Luo, and even met in advance... The so-called "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world" is just like that. Although many things have changed, the red line of fate is still so stubborn...

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