Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Huoqiu covers his chest and wails constantly on the ground.

"Bold!" Master Qingye suddenly shoots a great spiritual power at Su Qianyue. Before she has time to respond, master liancang hums coldly and takes all the moves between her sleeves.

All of a sudden, the pressure on Su Qianyue's body is broken up. Su Qianyue looks at master liancang gratefully, and the latter looks coldly at master Qingye.

"Dead old man, the enmity between students can't be intervened by our two old bones!"

Master Qingye knew that he was wrong, so he could only leave with resentment. Before he left, he looked at Su Qianyue with dim eyes, and immediately went away with a cold hum.

At this time, Su Qianyue doesn't care about master Qingye. Her eyes are slightly narrowed and she smiles at Su Hui's direction.

"Boss Su!"

Su Hui people are worried, looking at Su Qianyue's pale face. Although Su Qianyue is gifted, Yang Yuan is not a soft persimmon, so her spiritual power is almost exhausted in this battle.

"What happened to Liu and Feng?"

Su qianyueqiang held back her shaking hands and looked at Liu Hefeng in a coma with some worry.

"Trauma Li Qingya has bandaged him, internal injury is also slowly recovering, fortunately you feel in time, otherwise Huoqiu will die."

Hearing this, all the members of Su Hui are silent, and only Su Qianyue appears can they be safe, but what if Su Qianyue can't come? Then Liu and Feng will sacrifice for nothing?!

Thinking of this, all the people in Su Hui were determined to practice hard.

But Su Qianyue doesn't know all this. She just looks at Liu Hefeng faintly and spits out a mouthful of turbid air.

He said with a smile, "you practice first tonight, and I'll come."

In the eyes of Li Qingya and others, Su Qianyue slowly turns around. She can only nod her head as a greeting to Qiu Ying, and then she goes away.

No one paid any attention to Yang Yuan, who was still dying at this time. Only Lian Cang looked at the pit with disdain, waved to the people of Yang Hui and said, "come on, take your boss away!"

Yang Hui's people are not happy when they see their boss being beaten like this. But because of master Lian Cang's presence, they can't do anything more, because they clearly understand that Su Qianyue's fighting power is not comparable to the ordinary spirit!

This freshman exam came to an end when Su Qianyue defeated Yang Yuan.

For a time, there were different opinions. Some said Su Qianyue was lucky, some said Yang Yuan was rubbish, and some said Yang Yuan was fond of Su Qianyue and let go of water

"Sue! Su Qianyue! What are you doing here? "

Quiet Yang Hui, in that a touch of red body appeared when the frying pan.

I saw the red figure, holding the Fuyao sword alone, with cold eyes and indifferent, and the stunning appearance was full of ice and cold at this time. He was dressed in red like fire, just like the Shura who wanted his life in the nine days.

"For what?"

With a cold smile, the woman waved her sword, as if the whole space had been split in two, bringing with her heart palpitations and great spiritual power. With a bang, the main hall of Yang Hui turned into powder between Su Qianyue and her sword!

Yang Hui's people had no time to react, so they had to rush.

"Ah, ah, ah

I saw that the woman who made such a huge noise, cold eyes watching all this, fingertips micro bullet, a green flame is skyrocketing, in an instant, the main hall of Yanghui is bathed in the wood fire.

In the light of the fire, there were several wailing figures from time to time. At this time, Su Qianyue stood aside and looked at all this coldly. For a long time, she just sneered, her fingertips moved, and the great cold force spewed away, putting out the fire in the wood field, but it also froze the main hall of Yang Hui.

Naturally, many people were shocked by such battles.

"That's it! Muyuan Dihuo

Master Lian Cang suddenly wakes up from his sleep and looks at the place where the fire is shining. His surprise is not concealed.

As soon as he wanted to get up, he found a mysterious figure in the air suddenly passing by, bringing with it the frightening fluctuation of spiritual power.

The man, dressed in a blue black bamboo sleeve robe, raised his hands and feet. It seemed that he was indifferent and ethereal. In fact, every action seemed to be an invisible killing.

Naturally, this person is a nostalgic person. There is a rare worry in his cold eyes. He can only see that his sleeves are waving lightly, and his fingertips are in the air. The space is like a ripple on the water.

The spiritual power in the surrounding space seems to be attracted by the magnet, and it begins to gather rapidly. Finally, it turns into a pure spiritual power. Under the gentle, white and slender fingertips, it quickly forms a delicate and obscure line diagram.

That's the spirit array of Wupin isolation!

All of a sudden, the power of strange fire and ice cold, which were still running around, was suppressed by the spirit array.

Master Lian Cang was looking at the blue figure standing in the air, the slender figure and the indifference as light as water. How could he come to help Su Qianyue stop the ancient waves caused by the strange fire.At this time, Su Qianyue had already sensed the fluctuation above. She was slightly surprised on her gorgeous face. Looking at her figure in the air, she suddenly raised a smile on her lips, "master."

There was a light smile on his cool and elegant face, but he still said, "how can you be so impulsive?"

There is no temptation in the world that Su can't resist.

Su Qianyue said with a smile: "it's not totally unprepared."

She was wearing a hidden spirit jade Jue, which scattered the ancient waves brought by the strange fire.

Looking at the mess of the main hall of Yang Hui, Su Qianyue's beautiful face appeared a faint smile in the dark. However, this smile, in the endless dark night, seems very strange and terrible.

Su Qianyue's pupil reflects Su's appearance at this time. I don't know why, I suddenly think of what his Royal Highness the devil said to him: "the protagonist of your memory is her."

She looks at Su Qianyue with a somewhat complicated look, but the latter doesn't notice. At this moment, she looks at a huge stone tablet not far away, and the name of Yang Yuan's eighth place on the list of Dengyun is quietly erased. At the same time, her name directly sweeps the top 100 on the list of Dengyun, and finally stops at the eighth place.

When she first came to Jiashi college, Su Qianyue didn't care about this kind of nominal term, but now her name is on the Dengyun list. That is to say, her life in the future will not be pleasant.

In the vast world, there are more talented people than Yang Yuan. The dark front is still unknown.

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