Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Mo Xingchen looked indifferent, and looked at Huang Yurui with piercing and deep eyes, thinking that this guy is really haunted.

"Xiaoluo, I'll go up first!" Mu Yu said suddenly, feeling overwhelmed with anger.

Fan Tianluo was startled and said, "So fast?"

Mu Yu nodded and said, "I'll hit them one by one! So as not to be an eyesore to some people here." After speaking, he gave Mo Xingchen a hard look, and then his vigorous body jumped and went down.

"Wow, Crazy Mu Yu! He's going to fight in the ring again!" A student shouted, and the whole square suddenly boiled like boiling water, which shows how terrifying Mu Yu's popularity has been in the past three years.

Sima Huangyu pouted and said: "This lunatic, if he doesn't hit someone for a day, his hands will probably itch."

Mo Xingchen turned his head and smiled and said, "You haven't been beaten less, have you?"

"Mo Xingchen, don't be complacent, this lunatic is too strong now, maybe you will be beaten by him too!" Sima Huangyu said angrily.

Fan Tianluo turned her head to look at Mo Xingchen, but she couldn't see his strength. This guy, like her, has a way to hide his strength, but her soul power faintly feels dangerous. It seems that his progress is not slow .

Mo Xingchen turned his head to look at her, his eyes were dark and deep, and when he saw her, they would become soft and bright with starlight.

The black eyes naturally stopped on her small pink mouth, Fan Tianluo frowned slightly, her little face suddenly became hot, why did this guy change color after three years?

"Xiaoluo, are you going to fight in the ring this time?" Mo Xingchen asked with a slight smile.

"Fight! Why don't you fight? There are a lot of prizes. If you want to leave, you still have to earn a fortune!" Fan Tianluo said confidently, "Don't tell me you don't want to fight?"

The group of people next to them all had black hair, but the sixty members were extremely excited. Even if their boss was a woman, they all admired her arrogance and courage.

Mo Xingchen laughed out loud, he liked to see her so calculating and arrogant, full of vitality and confidence.

"I'll hit you if you want me to!" Mo Xingchen seemed to have a small flame in his eyes, burning Fantianluo's soul.

Fan Tianluo frowned again, this is impossible, this man has reached the estrus period, if she smiles like this to her all day long, she will feel very stressed.

"Hmph! Looks like you're pretty good, so go and fight Master Lan Pei!" Fan Tianluo prodded him.

Mo Xingchen turned his head to look at the great instructor Lan Pei on the big ring, and then smiled wryly: "You can't be so cruel, can you? This is too much for me."

Seeing his face that turned into a bitter melon, Fan Tianluo smiled happily and said, "If you can't beat it, don't pretend to be an expert. I'll go to the sixth ring, how about you?"

Mo Xingchen narrowed his dark eyes, approached her and said, "Is there any special reward for my victory?"

Fan Tianluo was stunned, and then seeing his wretched handsome face, she immediately understood what he meant, and immediately gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand to twist his arm fiercely.

Mo Xingchen's handsome face didn't change at all, he just stretched out his hand to hold her little hand.

Fan Tianluo had no sense of accomplishment, so she could only let him go, glared at him and said, "If you want to be in heat, don't look for me!"

Mo Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Unfortunately, I have to rely on you."

"Oh!" a muffled snort.

Everyone turned their heads back and forth, and saw Mo Xingchen's handsome face was like the bottom of a pot, and his whole body exuded a cold aura. Looking closely, one eye had turned into a panda's eye.