Leng Shiyue hung up the phone, but she didn't know that her smile had just fallen into someone's arms, and her heart felt a little sour...
There was no one in the empty campus. Now everyone is gathering enthusiastically in the competition venue to cheer.
Leng Shiyue, a lucky boy who advanced to the school, was walking in the huge campus, and a phone call interrupted Leng Shiyue's thoughts.
"Father!"
Leng Shiyue answered the phone, and her stiff tone became cold and her warm breath became cold. His eyes were instantly covered by ice, and the fog brewed as if they were isolated from the world.
"Yanran is clamoring to go to the prison courtyard of the Internet. Remember to pick her up on Monday."
Leng Tianhao's tone of order was particularly hard. When he spoke Leng Yanran, the gentle wind and snow were heard. He could not refuse. Leng Shiyue had not spoken yet...
"Tomorrow is the last day."
Leng Tianhao's voice turned to the matter of seizing power from the Ice Emperor Club, Leng Shiyue sneered...
"Know!"
Only two cold words were responded to, Leng Tianhao frowned slightly, obviously very unhappy with Leng Shiyue's attitude.
"snort!"
Leng Tianhao hung up the phone, Leng Shiyue stared at her cell phone for a long time...
"Cold October!"
Comes in a white, black leather jacket is wrapped around the outside, a long T-shirt inside, which is particularly cold, with the bright red lips slightly raised under the silver mask, and the black jeans are tightly wrapped around the slender long legs.
The short and messy hairstyle is a bit wild, and the whole person is a little cool.
He didn't like it, why was the warm boy who had just shined under the sun instantly in the wind and snow, isolating everything...
"Do you like being a follower so much?"
Leng Shiyue frowned gently. He really didn't like this evil master because it was too mysterious and he had no way to understand it. Leng Shiyue always didn't like things that could not be grasped.
"Ha, if it were you, I think I'd be happy!"
Murong Xie touched his chin with an interesting smile, and obviously he had caught some prey, just like he was very excited.
"I'm not happy!"
Her pretty face suddenly became sharp, sweeping across Murong Xie's face like a furious cat.
"Hey, as my opponent, you want to grow up quickly, you are still weak!"
Murong Xie hooked Leng Shiyue's chin and whispered to himself in his ear. His magnetic voice was full of evil charm and his ostentatious behavior. He was obviously looking forward to Leng Shiyue's future growth.
"If you want to die, just take another step closer!"
A silver needle in Leng Shiyue's hand had already penetrated into her chest. As long as she went further, her heart would be pierced, and the sickle of the god of death was around her.
"Oh.."
Murong Xie grabbed Leng Shiyue's hand, and the silver needle on his chest shook, flashing with a cold light.
The two of them were holding hands and they had already started to compete. The lower plate was unstable and they were easily knocked down. Leng Shiyue wanted to kick Murong Xie's thigh, but he pressed it with his knees, sweeping his calf Leng Shiyue staggered
Falling backwards.
And with both hands clenched, Murong Xie...
"Ahem..."
Leng Shiyue felt that her face was about to be crushed... Her face turned red... The pain on her chest made her squint her eyes...
He kicked the man in the legs, between...
"Do you want me to be inhumane?"
Turning over and leaving Leng Shiyue, he was almost kicked...
"It's not about thinking, but about wanting!"
Leng Shiyue stared at somewhere, her dark eyes were dazzling, as if she had found something interesting... Murong Xie felt his back was stunned...
"Grow up hard!"
Murong Xie left gracefully, with a twitching corner of his mouth... This guy is so sinister...