"It must be Leng Qishao! It can not only frame Leng Yunyi, but also clear Su Luo's suspicion!" Murong Fang clenched his fist angrily, "I abstained from this round, which means I lost a point, and Su Luo
Luo also lost exactly one point."
An idea flashed in Murong Mo's mind: "The next battle is between you and Su Luo!"
Leng Yunyi nodded: "She and I each lost one game, so we will only watch the last game."
Murong Mo sneered: "Can Su Luo beat you?"
Murong Fang clenched his fists: "What if we get lost again like today?"
Yes, what if we get lost again like today? Doesn’t Murong Fang abstain? Doesn’t Su Luo win the final game?
"This is not fair!" Murong Mo shouted.
Murong Zeyu glanced at her angrily: "Now that Nangong Liuyun and Leng Yunjing are helping her, are you still talking about fairness?"
These two wise, evil, cunning and sinister people are exactly the same. It would be fine if they were enemies, but if they join forces, who in the world can be their enemy?
Although the freshman league of Imperial College is small, the rewards are good.
The first place takes almost 90% of the reward, and the remaining 10% will be divided among the remaining four people. Therefore, the difference between the first place and the second place is very big.
Everyone wants to be number one.
The Murong family received news through special channels that the first place in the freshman league can choose to get a large amount of points or enter the Sword Tomb!
Sword Tomb, that is a holy land that even the children of the four major families would envy!
That is the most attractive part of Imperial College.
Usually only the top graduates have the opportunity to enter the Sword Tomb to choose a peerless weapon suitable for them, but this time, such a good opportunity was given to the first place in the freshman league!
Therefore, the Murong family made up their minds to get the first place no matter what.
The rest of the families have long regretted that they had repeated the grade early and came to compete for this spot.
It is said that the reward for entering the Sword Tomb was an order personally issued by the mysterious Imperial Academy Dean.
Su Luo was not at peace over there.
When she returned to the villa at night, she saw someone at the door.
It was a tall and thin figure, with fluttering clothes and outstanding grace, as noble and noble as a noble prince in troubled times.
In the darkness, Nangong Liuyun was leaning against the wall at the door. Under his lowered eyes, his eyelashes were curled up, and a shadow fell on his eyelids.
With a cool temperament with a hint of melancholy, coupled with that stunningly beautiful face, who can't help but be attracted to it?
Su Luo stood there in shock.
She originally wanted to push the door open and pretend she didn't see him, but when she remembered that he had injected mental power into her body before, allowing her to regain her strength for the competition, Su Luo's raised hand paused in mid-air.
Su Luo took a deep breath and turned to face Nangong Liuyun.
When Su Luo came over, Nangong Liuyun kept looking at Su Luo pitifully with his beautiful and cold eyes, with a hint of grievance.
With such clear and beautiful eyes, such innocent and confused look, Su Luo truly admires anyone who has a hard heart.
"What are you doing here?" Su Luo pretended to be cold and stared at the Second Young Master Nangong.
Nangong Liuyun pursed her moist lower lip, her big eyes gleaming.
"Since you don't say anything, I'll go in." Su Luo raised her hand to open the door.
However, the hand she raised was held by Nangong Liuyun the next moment.
"You-" Before Su Luo had time to say, Second Young Master Nangong had pressed her against the wall, leaned down, and captured her lips.