Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Huhu!

A gust of wind blew past, blowing away the petrified people, so there was no flowery language, it was just a shadow.

Seeing the reflected Hua Qianyu, everyone calmed down. Is that right? This is Hua Qianyu. How could he have nothing to do to participate in these fights?Must have walked in by accident and was discovered.

"No, Hua Qianyu didn't leave."

"He, he is behind Yue Qingfeng!"

"Is he familiar with Yue Qingfeng? Going to fight? Is he good?"

"..."

Hua Qianyu's character and talent, which people in the academy have always talked about, suddenly appeared in the eyes of everyone. This kind of contrast is the same as suddenly discovering that Lang Shaobai has lost weight!There are weird!

Amidst the discussions, Hua Qianyu realized that Feng Qingyue couldn't stop her alone, so she quietly pulled Lang Shaobai and Wu Suiyun past her, completely covering herself.

"Little Huahua! Enough loyalty! But, don't you think it's boring to hide your ears and steal your bell like this?" Lang Shaobai enthusiastically patted Hua Qianyu's shoulder, and ruthlessly pushed Hua Qianyu, who was trying to reduce his sense of existence, out of the shadows It was shot.

"..." Silently glanced at Lang Shaobai, Hua Qianyu took a step back, made a big circle, and finally hid behind Feng Qingyue.

"..." Lang Shaobai looked at Hua Qianyu resentfully, with resentment stronger than his clothes being robbed all over his body, what kind of weird reaction was this, it was a waste of his enthusiasm, at least he was a comrade in arms at the beginning!After fighting together, is he so unpopular?

"You want to fight?" Seeing the weird Hua Qianyu, Feng Qingyue tried to communicate.

nod.

"Aren't you afraid of losing?"

nod.

"What do you want to do?"

No, no response...

"This is the eighth." Feng Qingyue pointed at Hua Qianyu, let's make up the number.

"That's it." "Eight." The twins could fully see Feng Qingyue's counting mentality, and they found that there seemed to be no fighting spirit on Feng Qingyue's face.

"Only eight? It's really not possible, we also have eight people." Ling Tian looked at the weird Hua Qianyu, sneered, and swept his eyes sharply around, as long as the people he caught were all clenched their fists, Can't beat it!

"Young Master, I..." Xiao Feng squeezed out from the crowd, just about to jump in, but was bounced away by a strong wind, and fell into the crowd again.

"Boom!" The huge black epee pierced straight into the ground. , two meters tall, dressed in a black outfit, his body is as perfect as a cheetah, he breathed a sigh of relief, a wisp of bangs fluttered obliquely, with handsome features, he glanced at Feng Qingyue, then turned around and looked at Ling On the other side of the sky, "Until I defeat Yue Qingfeng, I will not allow anyone to beat him."

"Who are you?" Ling Tian looked at this young man whom he had never seen before, where did he come from?

"Helian Fengyun." Picking up the black gold epee, Helian Fengyun walked to Feng Qingyue's side, and gave Feng Qingyue a meaningful look. The meaning contained in the eyes was felt before Feng Qingyue had time to think. It was cold behind.

"Great!"

"Helian Fengyun? He's back too?!"

"The odds are much greater!"

"The first and third in the inner courtyard, and Yue Qingfeng and Lang Shaobai, there is hope." Different from Feng Qingyue's feeling, the students of the academy just feel that the odds of winning have increased, and they are inexplicably excited.