Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

Chapter 67:

White and snowy, the slender figure running into the darkening night.

The night is faint, the snow is foggy, and the group of dark shadows keeps running, seeming tirelessly, and wrapped in the arrogance of not bowing, not admitting defeat, constantly jumping, and abandoning all the figures running with her behind. Finally, one person arrived on the other side of victory.

Pressing the stopwatch, time, speed...about ten kilometers, the calculation was completed in his heart, and Mu Chen Yuanhan admitted that he moved slightly.

It's really fast!

Lifting his eyes again, Mu Chenyuan's hand holding the stopwatch tightened his five fingers slightly.

She saw him.

Just as when she first saw her, her eyes were as scorching as the sun, containing the power to destroy evil, straight, fearless, and arrogant enough to look at him.

An Xia.

A girl who was watched and stared at by the general war, and treated with care and special care.

The two looked at each other, time seemed to freeze, and no one looked away first. They were all soldiers returning from the blood. The two armies were fighting against each other, and they were talking about the aura. Whoever is weaker will lose first.

An Xia actually didn't really want to see Mu Chenyuan, only to him, she felt a little angry.

I doubted her, so I was very upset to monitor her.

But Mu Chenyuan's vision was too substantial, there was no way to ignore it.

It's not the kind of sight that is very aggressive, but the kind of sight that makes people feel guilty and reminds oneself to be a good person.

Looking at each other indifferently, the enemy does not move, and I do not move. I move my hands and feet on the spot to relax my body and adjust my heart rate.

until……

"What are you doing? Leave immediately after running." Until an assistant waved an electric baton and ran over with a fierce face, An Xia had to take a step back and glanced at the waved electric baton. An Xia's eyes were slightly cold and she moved Leave.

It was this look that caused dissatisfaction with the teaching assistant.

Yo ho, not honestly, shrink your neck and leave, dare to look up at him?

Too much pumping!

Lifting the electric baton, he rushed forward and waved directly at An Xia's shoulder.

Behind, a strong wind came suddenly, An Xia pretended not to know, but he bent over and pretended to tie a shoelace.

Play sneak attack? Shameless enough.

The assistant teacher didn't think of An Xia suddenly bending over, without stopping her feet, and all her upper body strength went to her right arm, the bottom plate became unbalanced, her feet slipped, and her whole body fell forward.

"thump……"

Sturdy smashed his face and fell, and the back of his head just fell on An Xia's feet.

"Are you okay?" An Xia greeted falsely.

She would not confront the teaching assistants and faculty directly, and the Song family and the Bo family would join hands to send her in, so how could she just "send in".

Lots of pits were waiting for her to jump.

Sorry, although she is warlike, she is not just warlike by force.

The assistant teacher heard the sound coming from the top of his head, and turned his face to the side. First, he saw a pair of shoes. When he fell, he froze with an angry and annoyed expression. Then he moved his gaze upwards, and he saw a cold eye, the most beautiful. Yi's girl face.

At this moment, her brows were slightly twisted, her face showed an expression that seemed to be entangled in whether to walk or hold.

Teaching Assistant: "..."

She climbed up quickly and looked up and down at the girl who had already gotten up with gloomy eyes. Did she deliberately bend over?

He lowered his head and saw that he hadn't fastened his shoelaces, his gloomy complexion improved a little. He wanted to get angry, but couldn't use his energy. Finally, suffocating his breath and snorted coldly, "Next time I dare to look around and clean the toilet for me!" "

At the sentry, Mu Chenyuan's slightly curved thin lips straightened again.

Just now, he thought she would catch the assistant's wrist, first split the electric baton, and then slap him beautifully over his shoulder.