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Chapter 120: College Competition (23)

Under the stern gaze, in those dark corners, there are constantly sneaking glances at Qingkuang, and even whispering. Use Ruokan Novel Reader to read tens of millions of novels, completely without ads!

When he turned to look at the service desk, the woman who was smiling just now was also timidly avoiding Qing Kuang's sharp sword-like gaze.

It seems that even she has colluded with those people...

Duanmu Xiu looked around alertly, as if he couldn't hold himself back, he came closer and whispered in a low voice:

"Qing Kuang, you've noticed it too! How could they, the veterans of the Imperial Academy, be willing for you, a new and weak woman, to overshadow them? Seeing that almost half of the new disciples who had just entered the academy were gathered in the Hurricane Regiment, they felt jealous.

It's going to be fatal..."[

After saying this, Duanmu Xiu suddenly stopped his voice, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

His intuition told him that there were dozens of figures approaching eagerly in the darkness from all directions.

Behind him, there was the sound of steady footsteps moving on the floor. There was even the sound of metal grinding, squeaking in the darkness.

With a cry, Qingkuang grabbed Duanmu Xiu's shoulders and threw him behind him.

In the blink of an eye, the black stringed guqin was tightly held in his hands. In the hall, the situation was tense and about to break out.

Seeing that the petite figure in front of the counter showed no fear at all, and had already launched an attack stance in her hands, all the people gathered around were shocked. They had never expected that this unassuming woman would be so brave.

, everyone’s feet came to an abrupt stop.

They looked at each other in shock, just holding the sword in their hands and standing there, not daring to take another step forward.

The bright red bloodstain on the face of Prince Fengyun Ao Moli is still clearly visible in his mind.

Qinyin Guwu is an extremely special and unknown field for any of them.

"Hahaha! The masters of the Imperial Academy are unexpectedly nothing more than a bunch of idiots. Facing a nine-year-old girl, they are so frightened that they dare not even move!"

In the darkness, a wild voice sounded in the corner, and under the influence of alcohol, it seemed particularly wild and wild.

The mercenary soldiers were all gnashed their teeth and furious after being humiliated and provoked.

"Where are you from, bastard! Why are you meddling in the elders' business?"

The big men roared toward the dark corner.

"Prince Beiming, Xiao Linfeng!"

"Xiao Linfeng?!"

When all the big men heard this, they were shocked! It was no less than hearing the order of death.

They all know that in the entire continent, only Prince Xiao Linfeng of Beiming is the only one who can compete with Fengyun War God Aojunxie!"

Xiao Linfeng came out of the house as if there was no one around, raised a wine glass, and raised his neck to drink.[

But just as it was delivered to the door, there was a crisp sound, the wine glass in his hand had broken into several pieces, and the wine in the glass was spilled all over.

"No...invisible sound blade!"

Another horrified sound suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Everyone subconsciously turned their eyes and saw that in front of the counter, Qing Kuang's slender fingers had just been slowly released from the strings, and a pair of frosty eyes were fixed on the corner in the darkness.

Xiao Linfeng obviously didn't expect that petite woman to have such courage. She remained silent for a long time in the corner. After that, a burst of rapid footsteps mixed with the sound of weapons swept over like a mountain torrent.

In a matter of moments, there were already several armed masters, as if emerging from the ground, surrounding the hall!


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