Princess Against the World

"What's the head kowtow? Why don't you promise yourself at that time!" Ling Luoyu's unyielding voice came leisurely.

Fatty Feng's face changed, and he subconsciously aimed at Hao Qingyou.

"Three young masters, stop talking!"

Ling Luoyu came leisurely with her hands on her back, even though she was wearing coarse clothes, she still couldn't hide the arrogance in her bones.

Her lips were slightly raised, and she smiled a little evilly: "Zuo Furong, if Fatty Feng one day stands out and becomes famous, why don't you consider marrying him! Until then, you won't suffer... …”

Feng Chenglin's face was slightly green: "Three Young Masters!"

Before the words were finished, Ling Luoyu's coercion suddenly overwhelmed him, suppressing the words behind him.

The moment Ling Luoyu appeared, the ridicule on Zuo Furong's face could not be added.

"Want me to marry him? Unless I die! Hmph... This is the legendary Lun Dao Academy? How come everyone is recruited?! Can a waste like you be recruited? It's just a pile of waste! "

Ling Luoyu pursed her lips: "Zuo Furong, you are a talented girl, how come you come to our waste college?! Did you come to the wrong place?! If you are sure that you are not wrong, it means that you are not much nobler than us. Go! We are all the same thing!"

Zuo Furong's face instantly turned pale, and she couldn't contain her anger: "Ling Luoyu, a waste like you is also worthy of Miss Ben?! I tell you, Miss Ben is different from you..."

Hao Qingyou was in a hurry, and quickly pulled her sleeves: "Furong, San Shao has changed now..."

She had told her about Ling Luoyu's changes countless times, but she didn't believe it, and said she was smearing gold on Ling Luoyu's face.

I really don't know when she became so stubborn and paranoid!

"Furong, don't be like this, we are from the capital, and we have to take care of each other here, why are you so arrogant?!"

"Cough cough!"

With a clear cough, Nan Ling stepped forward leisurely.

"Several, don't mind waiting for a while to talk about your business?!"

Hao Qingyou hurriedly pulled Zuo Furong back, and laughed shyly: "Sister, I'm sorry, there was just a bit of a misunderstanding between us, I'm sorry..."

Zuo Furong was still there, but was dragged behind by Hao Qingyou.

Before Nan Ling could speak, Ling Luoyu had already dragged Feng Chenglin away.

Along the way, Feng Chenglin's excited flesh trembled: "Three young masters, do you think Qingyou knew I was here, so she came after me?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Fatty, where did you get your confidence from? ?

Do you really think of yourself as a flower? !

If you were a flower, it would be the dog's tail flower at most!

"Fatty Feng, I think you are thinking too much... They should be the same as us, they are all selected by Lun Dao Academy!"

Feng Chenglin also realized that he was being affectionate: "Yes! Unless you are selected, you won't be able to enter this place if you want to!"

Ling Luoyu's heart sank slightly, and she suddenly looked at the stone path ahead.

There are more than ten people hidden there.

From the perspective of cultivation, it should be a brown robe disciple.

Feng Chenglin was still there babbling something, and suddenly roared into his ears.

"Hit him!"

Under the sky, a black shadow came over the sky, instantly pressing Feng Chenglin below.

Ling Luoyu flashed into the chaotic secluded realm at that moment, dodging playfully.

More than a dozen brown-robed disciples covered Feng Chenglin's head with a black cloth, and they punched and kicked when they stepped forward.

Ling Luoyu did not intend to take action.

Fatty Feng was in need of sparring, but it just so happened that these people were delivered to the door.

~~Girls, where are your tickets~~