My personal school belle president

Chapter 1172: Fight or not? (Part 3)
"Zhong Lingxuan, I'll fight you!"

During the stalemate, a beautiful figure floated beside Qin Yang and said in a cold voice.

It was Mu Sixue.

She stared at the girl in front of her with complicated eyes, and said lightly: "Although Qin Yang lied to you, he didn't mean to hurt you. Why do you use your identity as an enemy to torture each other?"

Zhong Lingxuan's eyes flickered, and her tone was cold: "I said, today's battle has nothing to do with personal grievances, it's just for the benefit of our Zhong family!"

"Hmph, the interests of the Zhong family? For a mere benefit, you can fight with the person you love the most?"

Mu Sixue said angrily.

"The person I love the most..." Zhong Lingxuan slowly raised her fair cheeks, looked at the white snow in the sky, and murmured softly: "The person I love the most is dead, who else is worthy of my concern."

Feeling the sadness in the girl's bones, Qin Yang's heart twitched and he blamed himself.

He didn't know what happened to Zhong Lingxuan. If he had stayed at Zhong's house that day, perhaps the situation would not have changed like this.

In the end, it was all his fault.

"Xiaoxue, step back." Qin Yang said lightly.

"But...but you..." Mu Sixue stamped her jade feet anxiously, but stopped talking.

With Qin Yang's nature, he would not be cruel to Zhong Lingxuan at all, and he will definitely lose this round. If Zhong Lingxuan is unfeeling, then Qin Yang's life will be in danger.

Qin Yang smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Mu Sixue bit her pink lips, sighed helplessly, and returned to Mr. Liu and the others, her palms filled with sweat.

If I had known this earlier, I would have let others go in this last game.

"Are you ready?"

Zhong Lingxuan raised her sword and looked at Qin Yang indifferently, her clear eyes did not show any fluctuation.

At this time, Qin Yang was also quite tangled in his heart.

If this match is lost, then Liu Shatong will definitely send other masters later, or even fight in person, and there will be almost no one in the Liu family who can match him.

But if he wins, it will undoubtedly deepen the girl's heart.

Dilemma.

"Xiaomeng, can you think of a way for me?" Qin Yang had no choice but to ask the system secretary Xiaomeng for help.

"Master, I'm sorry Xiaomeng can't do anything, the girl I teased will finish soaking while kneeling, I wish you good luck." Xiaomeng sighed, with a bit of teasing.

The corner of Qin Yang's mouth twitched.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said to Liu Zhuchan outside the square: "Auntie, lend me your magic weapon 'Fang Tian Ding'."

Liu Zhuchan was startled, without asking any further questions, and casually threw a small model of Jade Cauldron over.

Qin Yang took the jade cauldron, looked at the girl and said, "As you said, today's battle has nothing to do with personal grievances, but only for the benefit of the family. Let's fight."

"You go out first!" The girl's tone was cold.

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, then shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter whoever makes the move, you should make the move first."

"You go out first!" The girl still insisted.

"You should go out first."

"You go out first!"

"You go out first."

"..."

The people around watching the battle patrolled the two of them back and forth. After watching for a long time, their expressions were a little numb, and a sense of powerless collapse rose in their hearts.

What?

It's just a fight, is it necessary to be so humble?
Tong Lele stared at it for 2 minutes, couldn't help yawning, looked at the two who were still "modest", and said weakly: "Whether these two guys still fight or not, I'm almost starving. "

Liu Zhen smiled: "Zhong Lingxuan hoped that Qin Yang would make a move first, because she wanted to cut off the last trace of affection in her heart. Because once Qin Yang made a move, it would prove that his previous love was false. After all, in front of a true lover, You can't pull out a sword with killing intent. I think Qin Yang may have guessed the girl's mind, so he didn't dare to make a move. "

"My God, is it necessary to make it so complicated?"

Tong Lele was speechless, so she simply took out a pack of instant noodles and handed it to Ying Zhiyue next to her: "Zhiyue, go get me some hot water, I don't think I can finish it in a while, I'll eat first Fill your belly with instant noodles."

"Oh."

Ying Zhiyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and left with instant noodles.

Sure enough, as the little witch expected, her instant noodles were soaked, and the two were still confronting each other, neither of them wanting to be the first to strike.

"Suck it-"

Sitting on the chair, Tong Lele took a sip of the noodles beautifully, smacked her pink lips and said, "It's cool, eating instant noodles and watching fights is a great joy in life. Hey, do you want to do it too?" Want a bowl of instant noodles?"

Everyone smiled wryly and shook their heads, they had nothing to do with this little witch.

The Nanhuang monks on the battleship were also quite speechless.

An old man in blue with a hooked nose had an ugly face, and couldn't help but said to Liu Shatong: "Patriarch Liu, Zhong Lingxuan seems to have a lot of love left, and she doesn't want to fight, so delaying it like this is not an option."

Liu Shatong looked at the two people below, his eyes flickered coldly, and he said with a faint smile: "It's okay, let them go on in such a stalemate, but it will delay more time."

"Then the Liu family is gone?" the old man frowned.

Liu Shatong leaned on the back of the chair, with a soft and strange smile on his face, and murmured: "There is nothing to snatch from a mere Liu family."

...

"Hey, are you going to fight or not!"

After eating the instant noodles and drinking the soup, Tong Lele became furious, crossed her willow waist and said, "Why don't you find a bed for you, so that you can have a good fight?"

Seeing that the two didn't respond, Tong Lele rolled her eyes and said, "Miss Zhong, I heard from my husband that you are very good at bedtime, why don't you teach me some other day."

Tong Lele's words were originally nonsense, but after hearing the two people's ears, the expressions on both sides changed.

"broken."

Qin Yang looked at Zhong Lingxuan, who had an extremely ugly face, and his heart skipped a beat.

Zhong Lingxuan's anger suddenly rose. She thought that Qin Yang had really publicized this kind of private matter, showing off everywhere, and the hatred in her heart deepened.

"court death!!"

Zhong Lingxuan's figure swept away, as light as a flying swallow skimming the water, and the ice and snow long sword in her hand stabbed at Qin Yang.

Countless snowflakes around it turned into a tornado and swept over.

In desperation, Qin Yang hastily raised his sword to resist.

"Tong Lele, you know what's causing trouble with your broken mouth, did you put too much seasoning in the instant noodles just now!" Mu Sixue glared at Tong Lele angrily, wishing to tear the other's mouth apart.

"What do you know, it's good to fight." Tong Lele rolled his eyes.

"Hit your sister!"

"Oh, why don't you understand." Tong Lele grabbed Mu Sixue's arm, leaned into her ear and whispered something, with sly eyes.

Mu Sixue stared at her suspiciously: "Qin Yang will really do this?"

"Don't worry, with Brother Qin's peeing nature, he will definitely use such a trick." Tong Lele patted her chest and said with a giggle. "Just now he asked my aunt for 'Fang Tian Ding', I guessed it, a man, just a few tricks, enough to deceive a stupid woman."

"But……"

"No, but, just wait and see." Tong Lele smiled triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)