The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 144 Academy Tournament (3)

"I'm going to join the Suzaku Club's group, so only the little girl will take my place!" Ling Qi apologized.

"Is that so? That's okay! I'll just find a few people myself. It's okay. Even if I can't find a team, I can still be a spectator. Just watch!" Chu Mo said indifferently.

"It's only once every four years. It would be a pity not to form a team!" Nian Yan said to Chu Mo immediately.

"That's it! It's true, so I'll go find some teammates, don't worry!" Chu Mo looked at Nianyan's sacred temperament, and following Nianyan's words, her golden hair color seemed to be It was shining with divine light, and Chu Mo was fascinated just looking at it!

"Hmph!" Sitting on the side, Zixuan suddenly walked up to Chu Mo's side, stretched out his jade hand to Chu Mo's waist, pinched him hard, and let out a cold snort.

Such two consecutive attacks made Chu Mo wake up in a flash, and looked away shyly when he saw Nianyan, but Zixuan, who was known as the beauty of the iceberg, looked at her with a fierce expression at this time. look at yourself.

Chu Mo knew that he accidentally offended Miss Zixuan, so he rushed to coax Zixuan.

Seeing Chu Mo coaxing Zixuan, the other girls thought it was funny, and they all left.

After finally coaxing for a while, Zixuan let Chu Mo go, and went out with all the girls to sign up.

Taking this opportunity, Chu Mo returned to his bedroom, opened the door, and found that kid Zeng Xiaoren was fast asleep there.

When he thought that he was suffering in the 'Tianzi No. [-] Room', and that his younger brother, Zeng Xiaoren, was sleeping comfortably here, Chu Mo's heart burst into anger.

"Boy, get up!" Chu Mo yelled at Zeng Xiaoren who was sleeping on the bed, but unfortunately his yelling didn't work. After waiting for a few minutes, Zeng Xiaoren didn't respond.

"Hey, this is the fireball technique you forced me to do!" Chu Mo smiled evilly, and then said softly.

As soon as the words in his mouth fell, a red fireball about the size of a palm appeared in his hand, and he threw it at Zeng Xiaoren's clothes casually.

Soon, accompanied by shouts like "Wow! Get angry! Help!", Zeng Xiaoren woke up, and shouted while shooting the fireball in great fear.

Seeing this situation, Chu Mo's evil smile unfolded again, and said evilly: "Okay, I'll help you put out the fire! Water polo!"

(End of this chapter)