Flower Master on the Campus

Murong Xuan touched the shoe marks on his forehead, his expression changing. Just a moment ago, he had felt that he was far away and had tried to block it, but had ended up getting hit instead.

Old man Ye stood at the side with a surprised expression on his face, making Murong Xuan unable to show any dissatisfaction. This old man clearly hadn't thought that this matter would really not be blamed on him for watching it happen.

Although Liu Ruchen had already guessed that Murong Xuan would suffer a loss at the hands of Cheng Linlin, he didn't expect that this valiant and domineering woman who had suffered a loss so early would not only smack him in the face, but also give him a kick.

The owners of the several small restaurants near the clinic were all very enthusiastic. The business of this restaurant had yet to get busy. Several waiters were standing at the entrance of the restaurants smoking.

He had clearly seen the scene just now. However, he hadn't been able to clearly see it. Cheng Linlin's speed was too fast, and even a king level master wouldn't be able to react in time, let alone an ordinary person.

However, this gentleman dressed in a suit and leather shoes had a shoe mark on his forehead. Everyone was sure about this. This was the tempo of a fight.

"Dr. Liu, are you alright?" The big bearded owner of the Sichuan Cuisine Restaurant across the street asked with a smile. Because of what Liu Ruchen had done last time, the Bureau of Industry and Commerce had almost never been to this street before.

Although the restaurant owners would not take the initiative to engage in business, it did not mean that they were incapable.

Liu Ruchen waved his hand, "It's nothing, just a small matter." Then, he waved his hand and made a inviting gesture towards Old Man Ye, "Come in and let's chat."

Old Freak Ye didn't have any intention of rejecting her request and directly walked in. He saw a peculiar glint in Cheng Linlin's eyes. He wanted to say something but was unable to, "She is …?"

Liu Ruochen ignored his question. "I thought that there would be two more people. Who would've thought that this time there would be less people. It seems like it will be a little difficult for the two of you."

Old Demon Ye found a seat and sat down. "The main reason why we came today was not to fight, but to ask for people. Lin Ru Shuang can't possibly stay here any longer. Hand the person over to me." The old man's tone was as calm as if he was chatting with a neighboring youth.

Murong Xuan had already cleaned up the mess. With a cold smile on his face, he didn't forget to stare at Lin Ruo Shuang's every move.

Liu Ruchen nodded at Murong Xuan in response to Eccentric Ye's words. "Young master Murong, don't keep an eye on me. That was just too impulsive. I guarantee that we won't beat you up within a minute."

As soon as he said this, Murong Xuan and Eccentric Ye's expressions became a bit awkward.

Murong Xuan snorted and looked out of the window. Old man Ye didn't say anything. He moved his hand, and the entire outside of the office was sealed off by the ball of air.

Liu Ruochen threw out a punch with her fist, which was mixed with red flames. Because all of the Yin Qi had been absorbed by Lin Ruoxi, her body was currently heavy with Yang Qi. When she saw Old Monster Ye approaching, she had already secretly circulated her Zhen Qi and completely exploded it.

Just as Murong Xuan reacted, Cheng Linlin had already sent another kick over, bringing with it a majestic white flame. Even though the ancient Saintess' seal hadn't been awakened, just the presence of the Saintess caused Murong Xuan to be unable to hold on. His legs trembled, and he was sent flying backwards.

When he pulled out his hand from behind him, it was already covered with a bloody mist, and the corner of his mouth even carried a cold smile. Liu Ruchen was alarmed, because this bloody mist looked quite strange, and with the Old Demon Ye acting in a completely different manner from before, he immediately attacked and retreated in a hurry, wanting to repay the favor with blood.

Young man, not bad, you have a bit of eyesight. This bloody mist was extracted from the thousand-year old corpses, and you cultivate a masculine cultivation technique. Old Man Ye also floated a few meters away. He did quite well in this dimension, the four of them were fighting in this region. The people outside could not feel it at all.

Liu Ruchen was extremely aggrieved. He had not released the sword strike earlier, but it had completely devoured his own body. This kind of balance was originally unbalanced, but now that it had been broken, his entire body was a little hot.

Old Demon Ye seemed to be able to see through this problem and wasn't in a hurry to make a move. "How about we stop and see who will lose between this friend of yours and Mu Rong?"

Cheng Linlin had the ancient saint imprint, but these things had side effects. The strength of a king level master couldn't be underestimated, and more importantly, this sort of battle involved endurance. In this minor dimension, not to mention him, even Eccentric Ye wouldn't dare to use her trump card.

"Aren't men ashamed of bullying women?" After swearing, Liu Ruchen directly launched a sneak attack towards Murong Xuan.

He had just steadied himself to stand at the same level as Cheng Linlin. Suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, he noticed Liu Ruchen's foot moving towards him, mixed with true essence. If this kick hit, it wouldn't be a shoe print.

Murong Xuan cursed at Old Monster Ye in his heart. This old thing had obtained so many benefits this time that he actually wanted to play a game of watching a fight while sitting on the mountain. He had to report this to the family head when he got back.

He hurried to dodge the attack. Old man Ye sneered: "Little Liu, what you are doing isn't right. Don't blame me for being vicious."

He was vicious. Was this old man stupid or had his head stuck in a trap? He used his ultimate move just now, who knew if he would have survived until now if he had been hit by Ye Zichen just now?

Indeed, the bad guys had aged. "Go to hell." Liu Ruchen took out something from his pocket and threw it on the table. Before he finished eating half of the morning's fried dough sticks, he stuffed it into his bag.

Old Demon Ye had encountered countless hidden weapons in his life, so he was unable to see what this thing was at first glance. When he got closer, a ball of flame shot out and smelt the scent of the youtiao before realizing that he had been tricked.

What greeted Liu Ruchen was, of course, a kick mixed with a thick gale. Liu Ruchen only felt pain in his leg. Lowering his head to look, he saw that blood was flowing non-stop. Clearly, his pants were already red.

The old man's face was a little pale, but there were no major injuries on his body. Liu Ruochen was quite depressed. If he were to punch with the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique, other people would have thrown themselves onto the street.