27. Chapter 27 [Three liters of vomiting blood is cheaper for you!] 4
"I'm sorry, I'm just a prostitute, I can't bear the title that only you can have!"
The people around him burst into laughter again, Bai Feng's body trembled, and the hand pointing at Leng Meiying kept trembling. Suddenly, the whites of Bai Feng's eyes rolled up, he vomited three liters of blood, and then fell backwards.
He was so angry that he fainted!
Bai Ze hurriedly caught him and took time out of his busy schedule to look at Leng Meiying, only to see that she had her head raised coldly and proudly, like a proud phoenix, and the enchanting lotus between her eyebrows added a bit of charm.
There was a panic all around, and the followers in black were busy carrying the prince out to seek medical treatment.
Leng Meiying snorted coldly. With such a small amount of energy, his mental quality is really poor.
Immediately he waved his robe, turned around, and started doing things in a neat and concise manner, which was indescribably chic.
Many students who were watching the excitement began to take a serious look at this third lady, who was known as a waste. Maybe she was not as incompetent as the legend said.
At least, many people don't have the ability to stun the prince. However, most people still think that Leng Meiying is just relying on her words, and she will definitely not be the opponent of the second prince in a fight.
Despite this, Leng Meiying's power is gradually growing invisibly!
There are tens of thousands of people in the academy, and the competition cannot be completed in a day or two. Leng Meiying is not strong enough now, so naturally she is not in a hurry.
But as soon as she left the academy, Leng Meiying felt something was different in the atmosphere. Several masters hid behind the crowds and buildings and followed them all the way, looking suspicious.
Leng Meiying smiled coldly. The second prince seemed to have a bad mind. Not only was he fainted with anger, he also sent someone to follow him. His purpose could be figured out even with his toes.
Leng Meiying estimated that the second prince's people would not come to drink tea with her, but she didn't care and walked towards the dark path.
If you want to play, then I will have fun with you! If I can't deal with you, why can't I deal with these useless subordinates of yours?
Those who followed in the darkness followed closely, and soon, Leng Meiying led them into a forest where no one could find anyone.
The person in the dark gradually came out, Leng Meiying swept his eyebrows coldly, and gradually gained some understanding.
There are not many people, only about ten people. Maybe the second prince thinks that he is a waste and does not need to use too many people to take action!
That's good, at least I don't have to go through so much trouble.
But Leng Meiying soon realized that she had thought wrong.
More than a dozen masters from the palace summoned powerful monsters to help out.
Looking at these magical beasts, all of which were above level four, Leng Meiying's lips curved into a smile.
The level of the magical beast corresponds to the master's training level. Since the other party can subdue the fourth-level magical beast, it means that these people are at least of this level.
Originally, it was inevitable that she would be injured when dealing with more than a dozen fourth-level masters, but with Warcraft, it would be easier. Don't forget what her original profession is.
But how not to reveal her biggest trump card is a problem that Leng Meiying is worried about. Now that her strength is low, the trump card that can save her life is to control the beast. If one of these people lets go, she will be in trouble. The person who secretly poisoned her,
She will never give up.
Only by being careful can you make a thousand-year ship. This is one of the most valuable lessons she learned in her previous life. She must always keep a trump card for herself.
