"What? A grown man bullying a little girl?" Ling Mufeng's wrist was thrown away at the same time as a deep and sweet voice sounded.
Hearing the familiar voice, Gu Zhiqi also turned slightly sideways and glanced at the person who suddenly appeared next to him.
The visitor was seen wearing a simple Kunpeng-shaped mask, a light brown shirt, and a dignified and elegant temperament, standing there upright.
"Aw~Beauty, beauty!"
"I miss you so much, suck--"
When he saw Su Yunling, Feijiu had the biggest reaction. He sucked up the non-existent saliva and turned it into a stream of light, flew towards Su Yunling and attached to the buttons of Su Yunling's shirt.
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi was slightly silent.
Is this thing really her spiritual pet?
In fact, it was from Su Yunling, right?
As the fat twitch landed on the button, Su Yunling seemed to feel something. She gently lowered her head and glanced at the button in front of her, then raised her eyes casually and cast her gaze on Ling Mufeng.
Ling Mufeng was thrown away by Su Yunling and staggered back several steps.
When he stabilized his body and saw Su Yun Ling looking over, he looked at Su Yun Ling with an angry expression and his eyes full of hostility, "You...who are you? Are you still wearing a mask and pretending?"
Su Yunling did not reply to Ling Mufeng, but quietly turned on the ancient martial arts momentum.
The overwhelming pressure pressed on Ling Mufeng, and Ling Mufeng's expression suddenly changed.
Ancient...ancient warrior?
In just a few seconds, Ling Mufeng's forehead was covered with fine sweat, "You, are you an ancient warrior?"
There was a hint of panic in his tone, but he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not an ancient warrior, you can't take action against me."
Su Yun listened to the words, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Ling Mufeng, and said unhurriedly: "Did I take action?"
As Su Yunling's words fell, the pressure on Ling Mufeng became heavier. Ling Mufeng felt that there was something heavy weighing on his body, which made him almost breathless. Without resisting the pressure, he knelt down with a pop.
Already.
Ling Mufeng's face suddenly turned pale, he raised his head and shouted at Su Yunling: "Aren't you afraid of the Ancient Warriors Administration?!"
Ling Mufeng's voice was loud, but strangely, no one around him seemed to see the scene here.
The pressure falling on Ling Mufeng has not diminished at all.
Seeing Su Yunling's confident look, Ling Mufeng panicked, "Who the hell are you?"
Su Yunling ignored him and turned his head to look at Gu Zhiqi.
Seeing blood all over her body and a wound on her forehead, she frowned slightly, and her breath suddenly became cold, "Did he do it?"
Gu Zhiqi:?
"What?"
"Injuries on the body." His tone was casual, but his eyes were filled with a dangerous look.
Gu Zhiqi looked down and saw that there was indeed a lot of blood on his body, but it was not an injury.
After raising his eyes, he shook his head at Su Yunling, "It's not hurt, it's other people's blood."
Su Yun listened, but still frowned. He passed his finger across the ring, took out a tissue from it, and handed it to Gu Zhiqi, "It's hurt."
Gu Zhiqi:?
"What?" Gu Zhiqi looked at Su Yun and asked with a question mark on his head.
Su Yunling: "There is a wound on my forehead and it is bleeding."
When Gu Zhiqi heard this, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch it.
I did accidentally hit my head on the car, and I didn't expect it to bleed.
Seeing Gu Zhiqi raise her hand to touch the wound, Su Yunling immediately raised her hand and grabbed Gu Zhiqi's arm through her sleeve.
"Don't use your hands directly." Su Yunling said, handing the tissue to Gu Zhiqi, "Use this to wipe it first, then get in my car and apply the medicine later."
