Everyone was startled. When they saw the figure in front of them clearly, they all had their mouths open and their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost! Did they see it right? The person lying on the ground was actually Zuo Wanpeng!
Zuo Wanpeng's forehead was dripping with blood, and he lay weakly on the ground. Although he was still breathing, he was obviously seriously injured.
Suddenly, another figure rushed out from the bottom of the water, rushed in front of Zuo Wanpeng, and stepped on his back.
The girl's dress is soaked and clings tightly to her body, which makes her figure even more graceful. Her dark hair is wet and clings to her temples, and the girl's fair and green face is like a glacier snow lotus in the light halo, indifferent and refined, astonishing.
Like a god!
"Idiot, how dare you hurt my brother, I'm going to kill you!" Zuo Die'er shouted angrily, but when she saw the girl's narrow, cold eyes, she was startled and froze in place.
The girl's eyes are as sharp as a knife, like a peerless sword unsheathed, with a sharp edge that penetrates people's hearts!
Everyone was stunned and did not dare to make any more noise. Isn't it true that only the seniors in the city who are true spiritual masters and above can release such a momentum? Of course, everyone is more curious about what happened under the pool just now?
How could an eight-star spirit master be defeated by a young girl who had just started cultivating spirits? Is it so exaggerated? They wouldn't believe it even to death!
This is so shocking! They would rather believe that the ant fell down the elephant!
However, everything in front of him truly announced that Zuo Wanpeng had been stepped on by Long Qingyue!
Wu Jiaojiao's eyes widened in disbelief. She quickly came to her senses, "Long Qingyue, you dare to hurt Prince An, how brave you are!"
Long Qingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and her voice was as cold as a spring, "Wu Jiaojiao, don't anger me again, otherwise your end may not be easier than his!"
Why would Wu Jiaojiao be so panicked if she didn't cause trouble for her for a day? At first, Long Qingyue wanted to use Zuo Wanpeng to get his bird spirit fruit, but Zuo Wanpeng actually had his own idea and said something
After being insulted, Long Qingyue naturally had to take revenge.
I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone defrauds me, I will repay him ten points! This is her purpose!
If Zuo Wanpeng knew that the reason why he was beaten was because he was deliberately looking for trouble, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood again!
How can there be such shameless people in this world!
When Long Qingyu saw that Long Qingyue was okay, the stone hanging in his heart was relieved. He stepped forward and said, "Xiaoyue, are you okay?"
Long Qingyue raised her eyebrows and smiled, with a bit of mischief in her tone, "Who else here can bully me?"
Long Qingyu looked at Zuo Wanpeng angrily, "Prince Zuo, you have lost, you should fulfill your promise and give the Flowing Fire Sword to my sister!"
Zuo Wanpeng's face turned pale for a while, and turned green for a while. The transformation was so wonderful that it took him a long time to say: "Both of my hands are dislocated!"
Long Qingyue squatted down, grabbed Zuo Wanpeng's left hand, pulled and pushed, and suddenly heard a crisp "click" sound, and Zuo Wanpeng's painful scream, startling the birds in the forest.
The birds flew away one after another, so frightened that all the young people trembled!
Then Long Qingyue pulled his right hand and pulled and pushed it, and Zuo Wanpeng's painful screams came out again, shaking the heavens and the earth!
"Okay." Long Qingyue clapped her hands and stood up. Zuo Wanpeng found that his hands were no longer in pain and could move freely. He was immediately happy, but when he thought that he was not only defeated but also beaten by a man in front of everyone.
It was so shameful to have a woman step under his feet. This was simply the biggest shame in his life!
He even wanted to die! When had he, a noble prince, ever been so embarrassed? None of the boys and girls who were watching had grown up together. Among them, he was the stronger one and had always been proud of himself.
As the boss, I have been completely embarrassed this time!
How can he face them in the future?
Everyone looked at the girl's calm and indifferent face and felt creepy. She looked beautiful and indifferent, but she was a complete devil!
It seems even scarier when a fool turns into a devil!
Zuo Wanpeng had no choice but to give his portable sword, the Flowing Fire Sword, to Long Qingyue!
This is the heirloom of Prince An’s Mansion!
His father passed down the Flowing Fire Sword to him in the hope that he could become a peak powerhouse. If he knew that he had lost the battle with a fool and lost the Flowing Fire Sword, his father would be so angry that he would vomit blood!
But the oath he and Long Qingyue made cannot be changed or cheated on, and this time it really hit the wall!
The more Zuo Wanpeng thought about it, the more depressed he became. He, who was already seriously injured, spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted from anger.
Everyone was fifteen or sixteen years old and had never seen the world. When they saw Zuo Wanpeng vomiting blood and fainting, they were so frightened that the scene became chaotic and they hurriedly carried him to the school.
Zuo Die'er glared at Long Qingyue and Long Qingyu angrily and said: "If anything happens to my brother, you two just wait to pay for the burial. My father will not let you go!"
I thought my brother could give Long Qingyue a hard lesson, but unexpectedly he was beaten and miserable, and even lost the Flowing Fire Sword!
Long Qingyue narrowed her eyes lightly, "I don't like to be threatened by others! If you want to pay for the burial, then I will kill you first!"
Zuo Die'er looked at the girl's suddenly cold eyes and the cold air radiating from her body, and ran away quickly. This was not a fool, he was clearly a madman!
Long Qingyu looked at Long Qingyue with some worry and said: "Xiaoyue, will something happen to him?"
"Don't worry, I won't die! It's just anger that attacks my heart." Long Qingyue looked at the Flowing Fire Sword in his hand and felt very satisfied, "Let's go, we should go home. In the evening, King An will come to our house as a guest."
"Ah?!" Long Qingyu was startled and thought to himself, it's over, he got into trouble again, grandpa will definitely scold him to death!
He raised his head and looked at the slender figure of the girl in front of him. Although she was thin, she seemed to be carrying a powerful force. Her steps were steady, unhurried, and even a little leisurely.
Long Qingyu frowned, Xiaoyue had really changed, but he liked Xiaoyue like this better! Haha... Especially when he saw Zuo Wanpeng being beaten, not to mention how happy he felt!
"Xiaoyue, wait for me!" Long Qingyu ran after him and said with a smile: "Xiaoyue, how did you beat Zuo Wanpeng under the pool?"
Long Qingyue said calmly: "It was very dark under the pool, so I hid secretly and then killed him by surprise. That's it."
They covered it up in a few words. After all, only Long Qingyue and Zuo Wanpeng knew the real battle situation under the pool. Even now, everyone is still confused as to why it was Zuo Wanpeng who was defeated?
Long Qingyue didn't want to expose her skills in front of everyone, so the water pool happened to help her, and Zuo Wanpeng, because she was a newbie in spiritual cultivation, was careless and fell down.
As soon as the two returned to the house, Long Li saw that Long Qingyue's clothes were soaked, and he immediately asked worriedly: "What's going on? Why are all the clothes wet? Those bastards are really tired of living..."
Every time Xiaoyue goes to Qinglong Academy, she gets angry. It seems like this is a lesson to these bastards. They don’t know how powerful Long Li is!
Seeing that he was about to run away, Long Qingyue quickly grabbed him and said, "Grandpa, I'm fine."
Long Qingyu nodded at the side and said: "Yes, Grandpa, Xiaoyue is just..."
"It's just what..." Seeing Long Li's eyes widen, Long Qingyu was immediately speechless. He had been a straightforward character since he was a child, and he couldn't lie at all. In the middle of the sentence, he couldn't speak anymore.
Long Qingyue smiled and told about the competition with Zuo Wanpeng in Qinglong Academy.
What?
Long Li opened his eyes in shock. He took the Flowing Fire Sword and laughed suddenly: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect my precious granddaughter to be so powerful!" After a pause, he asked in confusion: "Grandpa, remember that Zuo Wanpeng
You must be the Eight-Star Spirit Controlling Master, you have just started cultivating the spirit, and you actually defeated this kid, you are indeed the granddaughter of Long Li!"
The corners of Long Qingyue's lips raised slightly in an arc, but she did not answer Long Li's question, "Grandpa, I guess Prince An will come to our house later to ask for the return of the Fire Sword."
Long Li's expression changed, and he snorted disdainfully, "Humph, his son bullies my grandchildren and wants to run wild in our house? Xiaoyue is not afraid. With grandpa here, he will never let them bully you.
!As for the Flowing Fire Sword, how could I return it to him? Don’t even think about it!”
This was the first trophy that his precious granddaughter had won back. He had to keep it well! Normally, King An’s eyes would be higher than his head, and he would get angry just looking at him. This time, it happened to rub Prince An’s spirit away.
Look how arrogant he is!
Long Qingyue narrowed her eyes and smiled, looked at Long Qingyu aside and said: "Brother, don't you want to know how I defeated Zuo Wanpeng?"
Looking at the girl's cunning light, with a hint of coldness, Long Qingyu couldn't help but shrink his neck, his intuition was not good, but he still nodded bravely. Long Qingyue grabbed his hand and said: "Come with me to practice
Fist and you will know!”
After saying that, he pulled Long Qingyu to the practice field in the backyard...
Sure enough, an hour later, King An came angrily to the general's mansion with a large group of troops. That fool was so lawless that he dared to hurt his precious son! The most irritating thing was his Flowing Fire Sword!
That is his family heirloom!
At that time, the Supreme Emperor of the Qinglong Kingdom relied on a flowing fire sword and agility to gallop across the battlefield and across the continent. Zuo Cheng, the father of King An, and the Supreme Emperor were close friends of life and death. Zuo Cheng made many military exploits and saved the Supreme Emperor from life and death many times.
When the emperor saw him, he gave him the Flowing Fire Sword and named him King An, and the title was hereditary!
Later, Zuo Cheng died on the battlefield, and the Flowing Fire Sword was passed down to the hands of Zuo Dawei, King of An. Now, it was used as a bet by his unsatisfied son. I was so angry that I almost went crazy!
In the lobby, Long Li was sitting leisurely at the front seat drinking tea. The butler reported that King An had brought someone. Long Li didn't even raise his eyes, as if he hadn't heard, and was still drinking tea by himself.
King An ignored the guards' obstruction and barged in. He looked at Long Li and said angrily: "General Long, do you want to give me an explanation today?"
Long Li raised his eyes slightly. Although it was just a light look, the domineering pressure that was invisible was extremely fierce. Everyone present suddenly felt that their chests were tight and oppressive. Zuo Dawei clenched his fists under his sleeves.
, his face didn’t change much.
Long Li's voice was deep and deep, not angry or intimidating, "Why didn't you ask your son? He severely injured my granddaughter. Did you come to the door first before I even asked you to settle the debt?"
——Digression——
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