
Mu Liufeng looked at the little greasy fingerprints on his sleeve, sighed helplessly, and then took the bread from the oil paper, bit down bitterly, and then went to the stands. He is next to the headmaster of Baishi College.
After Mu Liufeng sat down, he continued to eat the meat bun, and then looked at the ring without a word. The fat headmaster, Yu Guang, saw the oil fingerprints on Muriu's jacket sleeve, and his heart was frightened by the howls of the waves. Did you read it wrong? Muriufeng who was clean love really let others wipe her sleeves. You should know that Mu Liufeng took a bath twice a day, changed clothes, and smelled a good scent of dragon fragrance. The last time someone accidentally splashed tea on him and was directly mounted on the wall by Mu Liufeng. Now Mu Liufeng actually ate the bread with his hands, and allowed Ling Chuxi to use her sleeves as a rag.
What was so incredible about Ling Chuxi, that made Mu Liufeng look at her differently. The fat headmaster rubbed his eyes and looked at Ling Chuxi intently. He had to observe Ling Chuxi's extraordinary place.
At this moment in the ring, Ling Chuxi looked calm, and looked at Lan Xinyu faintly, with a serious and solemn tone, and a more serious expression, slowly calling out: "Blue Xinyu."
Lan Xinyu was stunned, it seemed like this was the first time she had seen Ling Chuxi calling out her name in seriousness. As soon as he sighed in his heart, he replied subconsciously: "What's wrong?"
“Come, today I won't even recognize your grandfather.” Ling Chuxi smiled slightly and said slowly.
Lan Xinyu almost exploded at this moment. Without a word, he took out a golden whip on his waist. He did not even wait for the teacher in charge of the sentence to say that he started attacking Lingxi.
Facing Lan Xinyu's golden whip, Ling Chuxi only gave a small smile, took out a falling dust sword, and greeted her calmly.
No one noticed that behind the stand, Grandpa Lan was sitting there, staring at the duel of two young girls in the ring. Yilan's strength, of course heard Ling Chuxi's serious provocative words. I also saw the impulsive appearance of my granddaughter. He shook his head gently. My granddaughter is still too soft. In terms of mind, compared to Ling Chuxi, she was really not as good as the little fingers of others.
Lan Xinyu twitched furiously, the golden wire whip in her hand screamed, the white war lights lit up, eyes dazzling.
Ling Chuxi's face was always without clouds and light, with a sword on his back, moving in the clouds and flowing water. In an instant, white stood up and tilted. This was no less than Lan Xinyu's fighting spirit, even stronger!
In this scene, the following people were shocked. Ling Chuxi's strength was no worse than Lan Xinyu's! Nah! Should have been, stronger! Known as a peerless genius, Lan Xinyu, now 17 years old, was already in the early stages of the seven-story war. And Ling Chuxi, at the age of sixteen, had reached the initial stage of the seven levels of battle. In another year, Ling Chuxi would definitely be stronger!