Xia Qing's score came out. The shooting score was 1 minute 41 seconds, and the obstacle score was 17 minutes. She was hit three times by the obstacle. An Xiaoyao looked at her with a smile and whistled, "only three seconds more than Lu Zhen's best score. Brother Lu should cry."

She suddenly had a bad premonition. She was three seconds lower than Lu Zhen's best performance. What about him? As we all know, brother Lu's skill is not as carefree as an. Xia Qing has a premonition that she is trapped.

Brother Lu will jump up if he hears an Xiaoyao. Laozi's score is full. Can she, can she? Of course, for an Xiaoyao, if they can't get full marks, they don't have to mix up.

After all, they have been practicing since the system came out.

An Xiaoyao also chose the first obstacle training, quickly into the virtual map, Xia Qing from the high-definition screen to see an Xiaoyao's action, heart secretly praise a, really handsome. This is very different from the usual an Xiaoyao. His muscles are tight, his face is serious, and his figure is fast and flexible. He has dodged three practice obstacles in succession, but he didn't fan his clothes.

Xia Qing's heart is jealousy and admiration, she just had a point here.

She turned to comfort herself, he must not be the first time to train, have conditions to launch, there is nothing to envy, she just contact, can not hide is normal, the next time she can escape.

But the more she comforted herself, the more jealous she was. How could she break it.

Distressed, distressed, distressed

historical

How can a man be so handsome when he practices his gun? In those days, Xia Qing always thought that Dai Fei was the most handsome person with a gun, and no one could compare it with him. Now he knows that Dai Fei is far from an Xiaoyao, and he is not a figure on a level at all.

Put together, it's a bit humiliating to an Xiaoyao.

Alas, when she was young, her eyes were really sad.

no wonder she is going to make complaints about her.

The more he looks at the high-definition screen, Xia Qing is more satisfied, vaguely proud, this husband, take out Beier has face.

Turn to see the results on the stopwatch, she was shocked, your sister, I am going to lose.

There are only two obstacles left in one minute and twenty-three seconds. It is estimated that about 30 seconds will make an Xiaoyao a second. She will definitely win her own victory. If he wins, she will have to do housework for three days in a row, and an Xiaoyao will also order meals.

No, it's hard work. She won't do it. She won't do it.

Xia Qing thought for a moment. When an Xiaoyao hit the penultimate obstacle, she bit her teeth. In order not to do housework, she went all out. She put her hands on her mouth and called out with the voice that she had goose bumps, "Xiaoyao brother, I love you..."

Bang!!! A crisp bullet hit the metal sound sounded, an Xiaoyao decisively hit the wrong side, a face swallow duck's egg expression, and a reaction was not able to be hit by four obstacles in succession.

Because it has been 30 seconds since he was in such a trance, he still has two obstacles behind him. The time consumption must be more than that of Xia Qing, and the obstacles hit him more than Xia Qing.

Xia Qing, when he saw it, make complaints about her little waist, no pressure, no cheating and shame, but a victory gesture.

What's more, it's not so good, ah