Urban Demon Slayer

After speaking, Wang Qianchen turned around and stared straight at Du Hong. The intention was very obvious. If you want to make trouble, feel free to come!

Wei Zihua stood beside Wang Qianchen, his eyes were also very firm.

He Jun's legs trembled slightly. First, his strength was very poor. Second, if he really faced Putuo Mountain, those junior brothers in Qingcheng Mountain would definitely not care about him!

No matter what happens, he has to carry it himself.

The three suddenly turned their heads, and Du Hong was also stunned for a moment. After the competition on the stage, he gradually calmed down and found that he still admired Wang Qianchen. He wanted to be friends with Wang Qianchen. martial arts issues.

Although the realm of the two is a little different, this is not a problem at all. The potential in Wang Qianchen is what he values.

Du Hong is arrogant and arrogant, and there are very few people of his age who look down on him. Wang Qianchen is the first in history.

But because of his pride, he has never made friends with others. He was a little awkward for a while, and he didn't know what to do. He just followed from a distance like a pervert.

.

After being stunned, Du Hong rejoiced again. He thought that Wang Qianchen had the same idea and wanted to make friends with him!

Otherwise why look at yourself?

It must have been the same idea of ​​sympathy as myself after the competition!

The other party has taken the initiative, so he can no longer be swayed, Du Hong exhaled, and then strode over.

"Come on, get ready to fuck him!" Wang Qianchen's expression froze, then he slowly stretched out his hand behind his waist, and found a azure-colored slab.

Wei Zihua's hands were condensed in the air, a long air knife slowly emerged in his palm, and He Jun's legs were swaying a little.

Du Hong took two steps, suddenly remembered something, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, opened the Internet and checked: "How to make friends with others?"

Again, he had never made friends with anyone, so he was naturally a little nervous when things came to an end, so he picked up his feet to see what to do, but there was a mess of online dating information in the same city, such as female white-collar workers, female nurses, Female model, I ordered a few in a row, almost

He was infected with the virus. Fortunately, his hard work paid off, and he finally found a useful piece of information: "If you want to make friends, you have to do what you like, see what the other person likes, and give them any gifts, which can increase your presence in the other party. good feeling in my heart.”

"So it's like this, I want to give a gift...a gift...but what does he like?" Du Hong murmured in a low voice, then looked up and found that Wang Qianchen was holding a brick in his hand.

The whole body of the brick was smooth, and the whole body still exuded a azure light, and it looked like it had been in the hand for a long time.

"It turns out that he likes bricks..." Although Du Hong didn't understand why Wang Qianchen liked bricks, it didn't seem so difficult to understand that some people liked walnuts, beads, and various strings.

Everyone has love!

Du Hong looked around, and immediately walked to the flower bed next to him. After a while, he found a slab of brick. He also patted the soil on it intimately, and lifted the slab into the air before he happily walked towards Wang Qianchen. .

"Do you use the same weapon as me?" Wang Qianchen gritted his teeth, his eyes angry

The intention is even stronger, the other party is obviously provoking himself!

"Fuck him, stop talking nonsense!" Wei Zihua directly raised the long air knife.

Seeing Du Hong's aggression, He Jun's face turned pale and his body trembled even more. He really didn't dare to fight, he instinctively looked left and right, and then he murmured: "Fall down...Fall down...Fall down. …”

His voice was already very light, but Wang Qianchen was a pervert, of course he could hear it clearly.

Just as he was about to remind He Jun that the curse was useless, he heard a "bang". Du Hong tripped over a branch and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Du Hong took in a breath of cold air from the pain. When he saw his leg, it was already swollen.

Wang Qianchen looked at He Jun in surprise, wondering if this was a coincidence or...

"Look back at you again!" Du Hong waved at Wang Qianchen, and then limped towards the infirmary.

His original intention was to go back and talk about making friends, but it was a blatant threat to Wang Qianchen and others. Wei Zihua shook the air knife in his hand and said, "Come here, who is afraid of who!"

He Junshao

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the white light in his palm, but his eyes became worried again.

Now that Du Hong left, Wang Qianchen and others returned to the dormitory building.

"I'll go back to the dormitory to pack my things, and I won't live with that lunatic!" Wei Zihua walked towards his dormitory.

"Is it alright to change the dormitory privately?" Wang Qianchen asked.

"Never mind, I don't want to live with him anyway!" Wei Zihua's figure gradually disappeared.

Wang Qianchen and He Jun returned to dormitory 312, ready to go to the cafeteria to eat after a short rest.

Before He Jun shouted a few times to fall, Du Hong really fell, which made Wang Qianchen feel a little strange, but he couldn't figure out if it was a coincidence, or if the other party really knew some little magic - after all, He Jun didn't say anything. He is an enlightened being, and he doesn't know what method Qingcheng Mountain has.

The other party didn't say anything, and he didn't ask many questions, so he could only temporarily bury his doubts in his heart.

"You're thirsty, I'll pour you a glass of water!" He Jun smiled and poured a glass of water into Wang Qianchen's hand.

"Hey, thank you!" Wang Qianchen took the water glass.

(End of this chapter)