He forgot to breathe, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes stared intensely at the domineering little woman in front of him.
"Luo'er——"
This was the first time that she had made such an intimate move with him in front of so many people.
Luo'er has always had a cool temper, but now for him, in front of all the teachers and students in the school, she staged a scene where two women robbed a man.
Although she rarely took the initiative, once she did, her enthusiasm was overwhelming for him.
"If you continue to seduce women indiscriminately in the future, I will scratch your evil face that harms women!"
Ling Luo sneered, and suddenly a sharp dagger appeared in his hand. The cold blade touched Xuanyuan Yu's cheek, gently rubbing it.
Xuanyuan Yu's expression remained unchanged, the corners of his lips curved slightly, his smile was extremely dazzling, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes shone with a light that was more dazzling than the sun.
"If you are worried, you can scratch my face right now." He didn't care at all, "But the premise is that you can't despise my husband after you ruined his appearance."
"You dislike it, why don't you dislike it? I dislike it so much!" Ling Luo's eyes were extremely bright, and the strength in his hand became stronger. A drop of blood slid down the cold dagger.
I just dislike you for attracting bees and butterflies!
"Ling Luo, don't go too far!" Ye Fengrou's face was extremely ugly, "Even if you are Yu's fiancée, you can't treat him so brutally!"
Hearing the cry of flies, Ling Luo's brows wrinkled involuntarily.
She turned her head suddenly, an extremely sharp light flashed in her eyes, and the dagger in her hand was filled with strong fire energy, and she moved towards Ye Fengrou's direction with the force of breaking the wind.
There was a "bang" sound.
The dagger grazed Ye Fengrou's cheek and went straight away, nailing it to the railing of the arena behind her. The blade penetrated the iron railing three inches, showing how cruel the force was.
Ye Fengrou didn't expect that Ling Luo would attack her so suddenly. She couldn't dodge, and a strand of black hair on her temples was cut off by the dagger.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
She knew in her heart that Ling Luo had missed the shot with the dagger just now, and she just wanted to give herself a chance before the game started.
Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly, she looked at Ye Fengrou calmly and said, "What a pity."
The second game has not yet started, but the sky arena is already filled with an unprecedented smell of gunpowder.
The interest of everyone watching the battle was raised to the highest point.
This is not just a simple duel, but a life-and-death battle between two women for one man.
"Ling Luo, don't be proud of yourself. How can a fierce woman like you be worthy of standing next to Yu?!" Although Ye Fengrou suffered a hidden loss, her momentum remained unabated.
Ye Fengrou had already investigated in advance. From the performance of Ling Luo's battle with Hua Wuqing in the morning, he was at most a third- and fourth-level Huoyuan martial artist, and he was indeed a fifth-level martial artist.
More importantly, she is also an expert at using voodoo.
"Yu?" Ling Luo stared back coldly, and summoned the pitch-black Chixiao Sword from the black jade space ring, "Can you name my man by the name of a bastard like you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark Chixiao Sword flew out from Ling Luo's hand and stabbed no less than a hundred swords along Ye Fengrou's body.
The strength of Ye Fengrou, a fifth-level martial artist, is not unqualified. Her body movements are as light as a leaf of soft wind, and she can move freely through the shadow of the sword.