Leng Siyu didn't believe it. How could a group of them be afraid of the girl in front of them?
In fact, Leng Siyu refused to admit that the moment she saw the girl in front of her, her heart went crazy with jealousy. Because she had always regarded herself as a peerless beauty, but compared with the girl in front of her... Leng Siyu was so angry that
It's almost over.
Su Luo's smile remained the same, but the slightly hooked eyes were full of mockery.
She didn't say anything, she just spread her right hand flatly.
Those fingers as white as jade, with a faint fluorescent light, are incomparably beautiful.
Everyone was so mesmerized that their mouths almost drooled.
Leng Siyu's face turned red with jealousy, and a vicious cold light flashed in her eyes. If she could, she wished she could chop this stunningly beautiful hand into pieces with her sword.
Quan Ziqing's hand holding the Chengying Sword trembled slightly. For some reason, he had a very bad premonition in his heart, as if the sword in his hand was about to fly away. The more nervous he became, the tighter his hand became.
The fingers holding the handle turned white and the veins popped out, showing how hard he was exerting himself.
At this moment, suddenly, a ray of light flashed.
The Yingying Sword, as holy as a clear spring, suddenly appeared in the palm of Su Luo's hand.
"This..." Everyone who had been holding their breath just now opened their eyes wide in disbelief!
This sword has actually been cultivated with spiritual consciousness. It is indeed a peerless sword!
Quan Ziqing's face turned white, and cold sweat flowed down his cheeks quickly. He disappeared, completely disappeared. With his strength, he had no idea how the sword disappeared. When he looked up again, it was
He could clearly see that the sword was lying obediently in the palm of Su Luo's hand.
Su Luo held the Chengying Sword with her backhand, glanced around casually, and raised her lips with a half-smile: "Do you believe me now?"
You don’t need to do anything, just open your hand and hold the Shadow Sword and it will automatically return. This is the best proof.
At this time, Quan Ziqing's group had to admit the facts no matter how unwilling they were.
However, there are always some people who are greedy, such as Leng Siyu.
Leng Siyu stood up with a smile and stared at Su Luo coldly and proudly: "Who are you? Why did you steal my senior brother's sword? Return the sword quickly?"
The raking was really smooth. Su Luo complained in her heart, with the indifferent sneer still hanging on her lips. She stretched out her hand and Leng Siyu was pushed aside by her.
Everyone stared blankly at Su Luo's actions, not knowing how to react.
Should we follow Leng Siyu and beat her up, or should we let her move freely?
When no one helped, Leng Siyu became anxious. She stamped her feet anxiously, pointed at everyone and shouted: "You, hey, you are so stupid! You don't want the points of the ten-winged angels?"
Their eyelids are so shallow that they can’t move their feet when they see a beautiful woman! Leng Siyu cursed in her heart.
However, Leng Siyu’s words did remind everyone.
And what she said was right. At this time, Su Luo was standing in front of the ten-winged angel. It was obvious that she wanted to take away the points now.
"Wait a minute!" Quan Ziqing stretched out his hand.
"Any advice?" Su Luo looked at him with a smile, her voice was indifferent, but she was thinking in her heart whether it was better to get a gold medal or a diamond medal. If she took out the diamond medal and the news spread, it seemed that she would not be able to keep a low profile.
Well. Su Luo touched her chin, unable to make up her mind for a moment.
"Girl, you can take the sword away, but this ten-winged angel must belong to us." Quan Ziqing's face was tense and he stared at Su Luo.