Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

The children of the Nan family were very angry when they saw that there was no one from their own family on the field.

Looking at Nalan Zhenyue's gaze, he wished to eat her.

Their Nan family has always been proud, but Nalan Zhenyue trampled on such pride.

The referee is reporting the winner of this match, and Nalan Zhenyue has not stepped down yet.

Naturally, she noticed the anger of the Nan family, and a wanton arc curled up at the corner of her mouth.

A gust of wind blew by, and her hair of different lengths flew up, but she stretched out her hand suddenly, that slender and white arm, which looked so fragile, looked like an indestructible Huge mountains in general.

She was smiling, and her long and narrow eyebrows shone with sparkling light in the sun, which was too dazzling.

Her hair was flying, her facial features were vivid, and her smile was too gorgeous. With her unique pride and confidence, everyone was stunned for a while.

Such Nalan Zhenyue gives people an indisputable beauty, and gives people the illusion of a beautiful boy.

Her fingers moved, and she snapped her fingers clearly. Such a voice and such an expression should make people feel very arrogant, but at this moment, everyone just felt that this young girl shrouded in sunlight exuded attractiveness all over her body. The charm of people.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

What stunned the children of the four major families was that after three seconds of silence in the auditorium, earth-shattering screams erupted.

Immediately afterwards, the Jiang family's support team also shouted.

"very handsome!"

"So charming!"

"Why didn't I find that we have such people in Kyoto?"

"My God! I think she's so handsome!" A grandma in the audience was excited.

The old lady is really old-hearted.

Among those who screamed, more than half were girls.

But those men around were extremely ashamed.

Although they also felt that her cultivation level on the field was not bad, and her methods were neat enough, but that's not the case? !

The fat man broke into a sweat, thinking: If only he was the person on the field, how wonderful it would be!

Although Nalan Zhenyue's cultivation was not the most powerful in these games, none of them attracted everyone's attention.

Wen Qing, who was standing behind her, had a smile on his lips, and his back was straight.

"It's great. It's great to meet you. I hope that we will have more opportunities to fight side by side in the future." Wen Qing's words came from the bottom of his heart. He thought he didn't say it, but otherwise he did.

The voice was very low, but Nalan Zhenyue in front still heard it, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

"Pack!"

Just then, a voice sounded.

It was Nan Lan. Nan Lan, who was kicked out by Nalan Zhenyue, was being helped by someone to heal her injuries.

She fell into a coma once, and when she woke up, she saw such a scene. She was angry, shocked, sad, and jealous. All kinds of emotions rushed into her heart, and she almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, so she couldn't help it. Stop saying that.

Unexpectedly, Nalan Zhenyue was not angry at all, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter. She leaned slightly to look at Nan Lan, looked at her injuries, and said slowly: "Even if you are pretending, how can you help me?" How about it? Also, not everyone can pretend like this, if you really don't accept it, come up and beat me?"