Gao Wu: Devouring Everything, I Become A Golden-Horned Monster

Ye Qingcheng looked at Jiang Chen with watery eyes, Jiang Chen nodded and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"

"Then are you still in?"

Fang Qingtong blushed at what the two of them said, coughed lightly and said, "I still hope that you don't feel too sad, my classmate. You can't be resurrected after death. We will avenge you for you!"

Ye Qingcheng had loose hair and was wearing a white dress. Her face was haggard and frighteningly pale because she hadn't seen the sun for several days and was sad.

A slight smile appeared on her bloodless lips, and she nodded.

"I will. I'll be fine in a few days. I'll visit you when the time comes. You must work hard!"

Her voice was low, as if she had lost all strength.

The current Ye Qingcheng is like a rag doll that has been thrown away by someone, and people feel distressed when looking at it.

"Yes! You must also come and cheer for me!"

Ye Qingcheng nodded and watched the two leave.

Fang Qingtong almost died of embarrassment, no matter what Jiang Chen asked, she just kept her head down and walked forward, ignoring him.

How could a God of War keep up with the Martial Saint? Fang Qingtong was only immersed in her own embarrassment, and completely forgot about Jiang Chen's inability to keep up.

When she turned her head, she only saw Jiang Chen struggling to run towards her.

The dusk light hit the trail where the two were, and Jiang Chen's hair was messed up because he ran too fast.

But he didn't care at all, he just followed Fang Qingtong's footsteps diligently.

Fang Qingtong was amused by his embarrassing appearance, and stopped to wait for him.

When Jiang Chen got closer, she straightened her face again and said, "Still not strong enough to keep up with me.

"Still working hard, trying to become stronger, trying to keep up with you."

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, casually picking his hair.

He was a head taller than Fang Qingtong, standing in front of Fang Qingtong with his back to the light.

The 18-year-old boy looked full of vigor, Fang Qingtong's ears were slightly red.

Fang Qingtong stopped walking too fast, but went back side by side with Jiang Chen.

After Jiang Chen sent her home, he returned to the dormitory.

Lan Qier has to make a video call with Jiang Chen every day before going to bed at nine o'clock to ensure his safety. After those two incidents, Lan Qier has already developed a stress reaction.

"By the way, brother, someone asked me to participate in some high martial arts student competition, do you think I should go?"

"who?"

“My classmates, they recommended me to go to…………….

Jiang Chen didn't care and said: "They have restrictions, only freshmen can participate. You tell them that you will skip a grade and go to freshman in a few days, so that nosy people will recommend you to die."

Lan Qier shrank her neck in shock, feeling that what Jiang Chen said was a bit too much.

"They only saw how I lost control of my emotions that day, and they thought I was more powerful, so they recommended it as a joke.

Jiang Chen held his forehead, calmed down and said exhaustedly: "I was too aggressive..."

Seeing Ye Qingcheng like that today, Jiang Chen felt a little worried in his heart.

He was 0.1 afraid of his days without Lan Qier. Although Lan Qier checked his safety at nine o'clock every day, in fact, when Jiang Chen saw Lan Qier, he felt that he was still alive when he saw Lan Qier. stronger.

That's why he felt that those who recommended Lan Qier to participate in the global high martial arts competition are people with bad intentions!

Global martial arts competition! It is to compete with geniuses from all countries!.