She pushed Xuanyuan Yu away with slight annoyance, sat up straight, looked at Yan Yueyue, and asked: "Senior sister, how is the cultivation of that woman named Shui?"
Yan Yueyue looked solemn and said: "Third-level martial spirit, I am only a ninth-level great martial artist, four levels stronger than me."
Ling Luo narrowed her beautiful eyes and said, "Senior sister, do you want to win against her? I have a way."
"Of course I want to win! How can I do it?" Yan Yueyue looked happy and looked at Ling Luo expectantly.
Ling Luo curled her lips slightly, then took out a white pom-pom from the hat behind her.
The pom-pom seemed to be sleeping soundly. When it felt a movement, its body twisted slightly, its eyes opened a crimson slit dimly, its limbs moved its small white claws, and then changed to a new posture.
Leaning on Ling Luo's hand, she fell asleep again.
These days, Pure White is a bit strange.
In the past, besides the cheap dragon, he was the most noisy one.
But since Ling Luo entered the Holy Academy, Chunbai became unexpectedly quiet. She became more and more sleepy day by day, and she was never awake for more than an hour every day.
Yan Yueyue's eyes lit up as soon as she saw the lovely white pompom. She came over like it, stretched out a hand, put it on the pure white body, paused, and then looked solicitous.
He looked at Ling Luo with color and asked, "Can I touch him?"
Ling Luo smiled and nodded, saying: "Of course."
Yan Yueyue was so happy that she stroked the pure white and soft fur very carefully, as if she was afraid of damaging it.
Chunbai felt the aura of her master's unexpected person, and lazily raised her eyelids. When she found that the other person was a young girl with kind eyes, she immediately showed a very cute smile to Yan Yueyue.
Yan Yueyue was immediately blown away by the cuteness of this little guy, her heart was beating hard, and she tried hard to suppress the urge to pounce on the white pom-pom and rub it vigorously in her arms.
Although Chunbai was confused, she was obviously awake.
Ling Luo stretched out a hand, gently caressed Chunbai's body, and said softly: "Chunbai, go and help senior sister defeat the woman below, okay?"
"Eaa?"
Chunbai stretched out her small white paws and rubbed her eyes. Her eyes drifted to the stands in the Great Martial Arts Arena. She happened to see Shuirou, the daughter of the Holy Water Hall leader, looking at Ling Luo with an unruly and contemptuous look.
.
Does anyone look down on the master?
How abominable!
The pure white and heavy sleepiness disappeared immediately. He stood up suddenly, fluttered his two small white wings and flew to Yan Yueyue's shoulders. His little paws were clenched into fists, and he looked like he was going to do it.
The posture of the field comes.
"Eaaah!"
Master, don't worry, leave it to me, I will definitely beat that woman with eyes on her head who thinks she is aloof!
In Ling Luo's mind, Pure White's vowing voice echoed, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curve in a satisfied arc.
The second martial arts competition has begun.
Yan Yueyue also went to the center of the Dawu Arena and stood opposite Shui Rou.
Shuirou is wearing a white gauze dress with a water-blue satin ribbon tied around her waist. It hangs behind her and moves with the wind when she moves around, giving her a fluttering and fairy-like feeling.
That was because she deliberately cast a simple wind spell on her skirt and ribbon in order to make herself look like a fairy.