Doting on the cute concubine: The good-for-nothing miss

Chapter 134 The Dying Counterattack
She withdrew her hands coldly, looked at Murong Rui who was in a pool of blood opposite, "I'll give you a chance to admit defeat."

"You, bitch!" Murong Rui gasped for a long time before slowly standing up.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Mo Lingye and Mo Qingjue in the audience, as well as everyone's gazes, and Murong Rui felt the shame in her heart grow stronger.

Before Ye Xiaoyue appeared, she was Miss Murong, who was admired by everyone in the imperial capital, and the only handkerchief that Mo Qingjue trusted!

But this bitch!Took away Mo Qingjue's trust, and made himself a crushing defeat in front of everyone!The most hateful thing is that she took away Mo Lingye that should belong to her!
"Ye Xiaoyue! Go to hell! I will kill you even if I do everything—"

Murong Rui screamed sharply, her original blue robe had turned into blood red, but her eyes were only fixed on Ye Xiaoyue, and her eyes were getting more and more crazy.

As soon as she finished speaking, she spat out a mouthful of blood and let out a scream into the air, like a crazy beast.

There were bursts of roaring sounds from the duel stage, and Murong Rui's cry pierced the sky and echoed in everyone's ears. For a moment, everyone felt ringing in their ears and heart palpitations, and several prospective freshmen fainted immediately.

"Bloodthirsty call!" Under the stands, Mo Lingye suddenly stood up, his face somber that he was about to drop water, and he was about to rush to the duel ring.

"Your Highness, wait a moment, the duel is not over yet." A man in black suddenly said, standing beside Mo Lingye as if appearing out of nowhere, and pulled him back.

Mo Lingye paused, with a hesitant expression.

"Miss will hope to solve it by herself." Seeing this, Ling Jiu added another sentence.

This sentence was really useful, Mo Lingye hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped, but still stared at the stage tightly.

Several old men in the professor's seat in the stands stood up suddenly at this time, and after exchanging a few words with each other, they all looked at Murong Rui on the stage as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Ye Xiaoyue watched intently, and saw a floating totem suddenly appear in the air, and a bloody figure gradually emerged.

"Warcraft!" In the space, Xueqiu suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Ye Xiaoyue and exclaimed, "Quick! Kill Murong Rui! Immediately!"

"What is a monster?" Ye Xiaoyue was a little shocked when she heard that. It was the first time she heard Xueqiu's nervous voice.

Subconsciously looking at Mo Lingye in the audience, he was also looking at her with a gloomy face.

Seeing Ye Xiaoyue's gaze, he raised his hand and drew a line between his neck, his eyes were condensed.

【Kill her! 】

Ye Xiaoyue understood immediately, and without any further hesitation, all her spiritual power erupted in an instant, and a long red sword gleamed with the light of spiritual power, and struck directly at Murong Rui's heart with incomparable castration!
"Do not--"

Murong Rui screamed shrilly, and the bloody totem in the air flickered frantically, the bloody light suddenly brightened, causing almost everyone to close their eyes.

The next moment, Murong Rui fell heavily on the ground.

However, Ye Xiaoyue did not stop, still looking nervously at the totem in the air.

In the stands, Mo Lingye and those old men also looked at the stage without blinking their eyes.

The totem shook in the air, and then slowly dissipated.

Ye Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, and Xueqiu seemed to finally feel relieved.

Several old men on the professor's seat also let out a sigh of relief, and one of them quickly left his seat and hurried towards the outside.

"The duel is over, Ye Xiaoyue wins!"

The referee shouted a little dullly, and then remembered to ring the bell.

However, no one paid attention to his mistake, and everyone was still immersed in the shock just now.

Ye Xiaoyue walked down the stands, and everyone who had talked about her before looked at her in awe, and at the same time subconsciously shrank back a few steps, carefully avoiding her sight.

In fact, Ye Xiaoyue didn't pay attention to the gazes of these people at all. What she cared most about now was the bloody totem just now.

(End of this chapter)