Ling Luo glanced at the woman lightly, a strange color flashing in his eyes.
Take human lives for granted.
"Humph, what? You, a junior who has just entered Zetsu, dare to have an opinion against me, a senior?" The woman's tone was extremely arrogant, "I heard from dad that three freshmen will enter Zetsu today, but I never thought that one of them would be you."
father?
Ling Luo frowned slightly, and all the personnel were under the control of the dean himself.
Could it be that this woman is...
The woman felt Ling Luo's suspicious and probing gaze, and she suddenly became proud and began to introduce herself: "Yes, I am the dean's daughter, Chen Yin, you can respectfully call me Princess Yin."
No wonder he is so arrogant, it turns out there is a background.
A trace of sarcasm flashed across Ling Luo's eyes. She didn't speak, or in other words, she didn't bother to speak at all.
The little prince standing next to Chen Yin had a much friendlier attitude. He seemed to have a good impression of Ling Luo. With a smile on his face, he took the initiative to introduce himself: "Hello, girl, my name is Chen Bin.
Haven't you asked the girl her name yet?"
Ling Luo's eyes were extremely cold, without any warmth.
There is nothing easy to do with this kind of person.
She turned around and walked out of the classroom door delicately, wanting to get some fresh air in the corridor.
With that pair of siblings, the air becomes stinky.
"Stop!"
Facing Ling Luo's indifferent back, Chen Yin, who had never been ignored by anyone, suddenly became angry and shouted angrily: "My brother asked about your life, why didn't you say anything?"
Ling Luo seemed not to hear it and continued walking outside.
"You're a newbie here, why are you dragging me so hard! If I don't teach you a lesson, I'm afraid you won't know what dignity is!"
Chen Yin had a bad temper, and as a proud daughter of heaven, she naturally couldn't bear the slightest grievance, so she immediately rushed forward and wanted to beat Ling Luo.
She is eighteen years old and is already a first-level martial artist. Even her father praises her greatly.
Chen Yin herself feels even better about herself.
She struck like lightning, and dozens of python-like green wood vines suddenly attacked in the direction of Ling Luo.
Each rattan is covered with sharp wooden thorns.
Ling Luo's eyes turned cold, and the corners of his lips curved in an extremely disdainful arc. With such a little bit of skill, you still want to fight with her?
She raised her right hand, and a three-foot-long flaming knife burning with extremely black flames appeared in her palm.
With a light body, he shuttled freely among the python-like green wood vines. In an instant, he waved the flaming knife no less than dozens of times.
The green wood rattan was broken into dozens of pieces.
In the air, it was burned to ashes by the black extreme fire.
The corner of Ling Luo's lips raised slightly, and the long knife entered and hit Chen Yin's neck.
"Princess Yin, no one has ever taught you not to be too arrogant?"
With just one move, she was defeated.
A layer of cold sweat appeared on Chen Yin's forehead, and her slightly hoarse voice was filled with surprise: "You... are you a fire cultivator?"
And he is a fire cultivator who is far more powerful than her!
She is the daughter of the dean. Even if someone is stronger than her, they would never dare to defeat her head-on.
The expression on Chen Yin's face was a little ferocious.
Ling Luo's expression was indifferent and his voice was cold: "Princess Yin, I have a message for you: be careful and keep a low profile."
Although she is not afraid of powerful people, she is naturally afraid of trouble and does not want to make enemies with them.
She just wants to practice quietly in Jiulan Academy and make a breakthrough quickly within a year so that she can cope with the chaos that is about to come to the lower world.