The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 175 Master Disciple (12)

This is the unique arrogance of spirit beasts, no matter who it is, it cannot be violated, let alone violated.

——No right to infringe.

Feng Qingcheng walked quickly in front of Hei Li, a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes were shining with strange colors, the corners of her lips curled up in an elegant arc, staring at it, she confidently swore: "I, Feng Qingcheng, one day, Will be stronger than you!"

The girl's voice, with the childishness of a child, sounds soft and sweet.

With such a baby voice and such domineering words, to be honest, you can be as awkward as you want.

It's just that her expression is very serious, and the light in her eyes is shining with a convincing color, which makes her words, unconsciously, have a strong force.

No matter who it is, they dare not watch it as a joke.

In the black and sharp eyes, emotions were tumbling rapidly, and there was a tendency that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

Its pupils shrank suddenly, the kind of anger that the strong were challenged by the weak, contained a powerful majesty, and quickly surrounded Feng Qingcheng in the direction of Feng Qingcheng.

It's just that when Feng Qingcheng was about to be touched, another powerful coercion, mixed with a dazzling silver light, brushed away Heili's coercion with lightning speed, and there was a faint counterpressure at one end. the trend of.

When Hei Li saw the silver light, he quickly withdrew the great coercion released by his anger.

In those sharp black eyes, there was a big wave at that moment, and the mood quickly calmed down.

On Feng Qingcheng's smooth forehead, dense cold sweat oozes unknowingly. If Situ Qingshen did not stop the powerful coercion released by Hei Li, I believe that she would definitely be beaten to the ground by this coercion.

The man's deep and steady voice rang in his ears: "Hei Li, you have surpassed."

It sounded plain and flat, but it was a little bit cold and disappointed, and the gentleness in it was completely wiped out.

Feng Qingcheng raised her eyelids, her thick and slender eyelashes fanned like a feather fan, a slight trance flashed in her eyes.

Why, why did she feel a little scared when she heard the cold anger and disappointment in Situ Qing's deep voice?
He. Afraid that she will get hurt?
Ling lips tightened unnaturally, pursed into a straight line, and a few tangles flashed across the small face like gentle jade.

The light in his eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the handsome man in white clothes who looked like a banished fairy.

His complexion was somewhat gloomy, his thin red lips were slightly pursed, and his starry eyes were full of complexity.

The man once again blamed iron and steel: "You, you, you should change your bad temper. If you want to be arrogant, you shouldn't be arrogant at this time! If..."

Speaking of this, he paused belatedly, and then said a few words coldly: "Don't be an example!"

Heili lowered his head, looking aggrieved, looked at Situ Qingshen pitifully, and wailed a few times from time to time.

The real thing is a miserable doormat.

Feng Qingcheng raised her eyes and saw the scene of one man and one beast, and she chose to temporarily forget the complexities that arose in her heart, and the corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably.

Who can tell her:
This... What kind of trouble is this?

Do you feel that there is a thunderous rush in this scene?
(End of this chapter)