Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 423 Nan Shu Huo Yi duel (9)

Wearing light-colored clothes, taking off his glasses, with a smile on his elegant and handsome face, he looks both youthful as a student and mature as a man.

"Half talent!"

Wen Yin laughed, and the smile on Wen Wen's soft face was like a flower.

He Bancai returned a smile, and walked forward quickly, his eyes fell on Fu Rui behind Wen Yin, and flickered lightly.

Uncle Zhang also smiled, "Boy He, you are here."

"Yes." He Bancai greeted Uncle Zhang with a very familiar tone.

The difference in treatment was immediately apparent.

The breath in Fury's chest got tighter.

Wen Yin raised her head and looked at He Bancai who was far ahead of her, "Let's go in together, Sister Nanshu is competing."

"it is good."

Wen Yin and He Bancai walked side by side, and they didn't pay any attention to Fu Rui who was beside him.

Fury frowned as they walked away, and followed them angrily and reluctantly.

Very awkward.

Uncle Zhang, who was sitting at the door, shook his fan, chuckled, and muttered, "Why bother."

"Bancai, are you busy?" Wen Yin asked.

"Not yet, but soon."

He has been busy with Nan Shu during this time, Nan Shu didn't rest, and none of them did.

Wen Yin nodded, "I see."

Fury felt that his head was caught by the door to try to follow them.

There is a trace of discomfort in my heart.

In the past with Wen Yin, he has never been ignored.

Wen Yin didn't feel Fury's emotions at all.

She is actually a very stubborn little girl. She likes that Fury can persist for ten or twenty years, but once she decides to let go, she is cruel and determined not to look back.

The three of them walked all the way to the arena.

Nanshu is in the competition of the fighting department, Wen Yin and He Bancai sit together in front of the literature department to watch Nanshu's competition.

Fury himself followed Wen Yin.

The combat competition had been going on for quite a while, when He Bancai's eyes fell on the field, he saw Nan Shu's figure.

Nan Shu shot very quickly, with afterimages passing by, and the shots were neat, it could be seen that she was a master.

A trace of surprise flashed in He Bancai's eyes.

He knew Nan Shu's other abilities, but it was the first time he had seen Nan Shu take action.

It really fits Nan Shu's identity - tough!
Wen Yin looked at the field with bright eyes, "Miss Nan Shu is really amazing."

He Bancai nodded with Fury.

"If only I were as good as Sister Nan Shu."

He Bancai paused, and Fu Rui's eyes were strange for a moment.

If Wen Yin was like Nan Shu...

Fury said, "Don't."

Wen Yin raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on Fu Rui, "Why?"

Fury was about to answer, when he saw He Bancai smiled, and said softly, "You're fine like this."

Dimples appeared on Wen Yin's face, and she smiled like a flower: "Yes."

Fury was sulking.

"call--"

"Look!"

"Nan Shu is going to win."

A cold light flashed across Pang Fei's eyes very quickly, and in the next second, vines all over the sky struck, as if they were born with spirituality, and spontaneously entangled Pang Fei's whole body.

In a short while, Pang Fei's whole body was tightly wrapped by the vines, like a green rice dumpling.

"You lost." Nan Shu's eyebrows and eyes were light.

Pang Fei's face turned blue and white.

Nan Shu looked at her expression, and suddenly said: "Pang Fei, this is Dabi, Emperor Aussie's face depends on what you do."

When Pang Fei heard this at first, his expression became even uglier.

Seeing that she had listened, Nan Shu turned her palms and took the vines away.

Pang Fei's blood was blocked by the vines, his body went limp, and he barely stood still.

Looking at Nan Shu, she didn't move after all.

Nan Shu was right, if she made a sneak attack, it would definitely not look good on the face of Emperor Aussie.

The referee stepped forward and announced that Pang Fei was out.

Only Nan Shu, Huo Yi and Liu Qihan were left on the field.

Nan Shu's eyes shifted to Liu Qihan, her palms moved, and just as she was about to step forward, she heard Huo Yi say, "Don't meddle."

After finishing speaking, Huo Yi pointed his iron palm at Liu Qihan's shoulder and squeezed it hard. Liu Qihan felt severe pain in his shoulder, his face was pale and he almost fainted.

He gritted his teeth and quickly stretched out his right hand. Huo Yi blocked it with sharp eyes and quick hands.

Liu Qihan turned pale, looked at Huo Yi, and almost fainted.

Huo Yi's reputation as a combat madman is indeed not in vain.

Just as he was thinking, a cold wind hit him.

The iron fist landed heavily on the lower abdomen, a fishy sweetness welled up in the throat, and a trace of blood slipped uncontrollably from the corner of the mouth.

The whole face was as white as gold paper, and the blood on the corner of the mouth was even more shocking.

Huo Yi gave up.

His cold eyes fell on him, and he slowly stood up straight, "You lost."

Liu Qihan was lying on the ground, Huo Yi's face was cold, his muscles bulged, and there was a bit of hostility in his body, his evil and handsome face made people feel cold in the bottom of his heart.

Huo Yi is really ruthless.

This is the consensus of everyone in an instant.

From the first match to the present, those who faced Huo Yi were generally seriously injured.

Nan Shu stood behind Huo Yi, her face pale.

Huo Yi was indeed ruthless, completely different from Dong Zhiyi's ruthlessness, he was ruthless and sharp.

"Huo Yi..." Zhao Bohan said.

He is Huo Yi's dean. Huo Yi and Dong Zhiyi went to the empire together. He just came back some time ago. He didn't know much about them. It was only today that he realized that Huo Yi was so ruthless.

But then he thought again, this is Dabi, and Huo Yi's next opponent is Nan Shu.

Zhao Bohan smiled slightly, if Huo Yi could make Nan Shu so hard, he would be really happy.

Doyle looked down intently, his face always showing a little seriousness in a casual way, Nanshu is strong, but in the competition field, what if something happens, besides, the opponent is Huo Yi, a rough man with no seriousness .

Thinking of Nanshu's delicate skin and tender flesh, Doyle's heart couldn't help sinking.

"Nanshu won't be beaten like that by Huo Yi, will she?"

"Huo Yi loves to break ribs, if Nan Shu is not careful..."

One of them swallowed his saliva, and his eyes turned around the two, "Don't think about it, Nan Shu is also tough, and she will definitely not be beaten like that."

There are not a few people who are worried about Nanshu. Although Nanshu is said to be strong, they are really afraid of any accidents on the field. Of course, there are also many people who gloat.

Liu Qihan was already injured, the referee stepped forward and announced: "Liu Qihan is eliminated."

Some staff came up and carried him away.

Nan Shu and Huo Yi were the only two left on the huge playing field. Their eyes were facing each other. There were still wet bloodstains on the ground, and the cold and tense atmosphere spread silently.

Huo Yi met Nan Shu's eyes with a serious expression, but there was a smile in his eyes, and finally he was able to fight Nan Shu.

"Let's start." Huo Yi said.

Nan Shu nodded and took the lead.

The blue and white school uniform skirt flutters. Nan Shu is tall, but she can only be regarded as petite in front of Huo Yi. Now she suddenly rushes towards Huo Yi. Even though she knows Nan Shu's strength in her heart, everyone still can't help pinching for Nan Shu sweat.

I was afraid that Huo Yi would punch Nan Shu's ribs hard.

Huo Yi didn't know what the people on the field were thinking. He stood in the center of the field, staring at Nan Shu who was rushing towards him in a daze.

(End of this chapter)