Zhou Feiyu's awe inspiring breath surrounds all around, his eyes are cold and full of aggression. He won't leave easily after he doesn't see the woman's real face and confirms her.
Think of cloud dance a pair of purple pupil monster, cold Yan resolute posture, his heart seems to be something fierce hit.
Some twitching shivers
And now.
Yunwu changed into the clothes of the foreign college and appeared in another corner of the crowd. Her mouth was gently picked and her eyes were flexible. She was looking for someone.
She was specially approved by the elder to watch the selection contest, so she didn't have to be furtive any more.
At this time, tutor invigilator on the arena, is still Liuzi and the other two tutors.
Looking at the students under the challenge arena, Liu Zi cleared his throat and said, "this year, we will make an exception to the second selection competition. The winner will be admitted to the inner college. I hope you can play your best!"
Hearing what he said, a burst of voices jumped from the stage.
"Well, I now announce that the first competition of the selection contest begins!"
At the moment when Liuzi's voice fell, the selection contest officially began
Cloud dance eyes around, but still did not find the familiar figure, no longer looking for, but quietly looking at the stage.
But she didn't find a trace of loss in her eyes
Just, but at this time.
On the other side, Zhou Feiyu seems to have found her with sharp eyes. A pair of aggressive eyes look at her for a moment, and the fundus of those eyes is glowing.
She's here?
Wu Han noticed Zhou Feiyu's abnormality. Looking in his direction, he happened to see the cloud dancing in the crowd on the other side, pale and indifferent.
There seemed to be a cold haze around her, which made people feel so untouchable.
Is she really the legendary sick ninth miss? He can't help questioning the credibility of the rumor once again.
Looking at Zhou Feiyu gradually fanatical look, five cold forehead a wrinkle, a pair of sharp eyes slightly a low.
It seems that your highness is playing for real this time.
Since it can't be stopped, it can only help him finish what he wants to do.
Zhou Feiyu put all his thoughts and eyes on Yunwu. Naturally, he didn't notice the complexity of Wuhan at the moment. He looked at Yunwu and felt inexplicable.
Cloud dance seems to feel a strong hot line of sight, is staring at himself in a corner, Liu Mei a low, a trace of cold inside the eyes.
Suddenly looking back, her cold eyes happened to focus on the hot and complex eyes of Feiyu last week.
Four eyes back, cold and hot impact, doomed to this is a wishful intersection.
Cloud dance looks at Zhou Feiyu and doesn't like his sight.
However, Yunwu didn't care much, so she took back her sight indifferently and didn't look at him.
Zhou Feiyu's eyes were cold and a trace of anger passed. He clenched his fists tightly. For a moment, he wanted to strangle her.
Does one more look at him make her so repulsive?
Where on earth is he worse than that man?
When he came to her with all his anger, a tall figure came quietly and stood behind Yunwu.
Zhou Feiyu's body suddenly froze. Looking at the figure, his eyes became more angry.
That man is
……
Cloud dance looks at the competition on the stage.
At this time of the competition, the students can be said to have done their best. Sometimes the thunder and lightning are as fierce as Hades. Sometimes the hurricane is chaotic and the clouds are changing. Every student has his own strength. The moves are unpredictable and the martial arts competition is getting higher and higher.
However, although cloud dance has been watching every move in the challenge arena, its eyes are as bright and calm as a mirror lake, and there is no change at all, as if its mind is not in the challenge arena at all.
Suddenly, she felt a strong breath running behind her.
Cloud dance eyes instantly cold, palm slightly up, just about to hand, a trace of familiar taste into the tip of the nose.
She raised her mouth and pretended to feel nothing. She still looked at the challenge arena, but a cluster of flames appeared in her cool and calm eyes.
Long Qingxie looked at the palm she picked up and put down, and a smile of evil spirit passed in a low voice, "little thing, do you want to murder your husband?"
His evil and enchanting voice came from her ears. The hot breath burned her cold breath, and his hands were around her waist.
Cloud dance cheek a heat, to refute cover up her gaffe, "murder husband is a capital crime?"
Long Qingxie sat in the empty position of the competition area beside her and approached her reddish cheek. She said with a smile, "of course, it's a capital crime. I can still point to the continuation of future generations."
He spoke in a low voice, almost in a low voice.
But not a word fell into the just quietly approached Zhou Feiyu, with the other side behind the Nangong Yi ear.Zhou Feiyu looked at the ambiguous appearance between them and the action of Yunwu's coy leaning against him. He had a pair of distinct knuckles and clenched fists. His fingernails pierced his flesh and blood, and the blood slipped down his fists drop by drop.
When Nangong Yi heard this, his body seemed to sign slightly, then he turned his head slightly, but his eyes first stayed on Yunwu, and there was a faint undercurrent in his calm eyes.
Then he looked at the Dragon beside her and looked at the picture of two people nestling together. His calm eyes slightly lowered, and then he took back his eyes and looked at the challenge arena.
Cloud dance white dragon Qing evil one eye, this guy can say let her speechless words anytime and anywhere, just like now, although she is lazy to pay attention to other people's different eyes.
However, this man's mouth cheap fault again.
"How are you getting ready?" Cloud dance didn't break away from dragon's evil arms, looking at the competition on the challenge arena, he asked.
"Do you think your man needs to prepare for this kind of competition?" When the Dragon hears the evil words, he smiles and glances at the challenge arena, with a smile of arrogance and self-confidence rising from the corner of his mouth.
People around the scene suddenly heard the bold and arrogant words of long Qingxie. They suddenly cast their eyes. However, no one said anything.
At this time, long Qingxie was wearing a school uniform and black gauze. It was hard to see his face clearly. However, there was a case of the last cloud dance in which the edge of the useless Miss nine was blooming.
This time, many people are cautious. In particular, many people recognize Yunwu.
That is the last time, from the experts, with a strange powerful force to fight for the only place to enter the college Miss Yun nine.
It's said that the one who carries black duel gauze every day is long Shizi, who was exchanged in the Zhou Dynasty, and long San, who was married to miss nine by the monarch some time ago.
However, isn't that the Dragon son is also a waste in the waste?
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