Medicine door witch

Chapter 1224 The Battle of the Church (1)

She pushed Xuanyuan Yu away slightly annoyed, sat up straight, looked at Yan Yueyue, and asked, "Senior Sister, how is that woman surnamed Shui?"

Yan Yueyue looked solemn, and said: "A third-level martial spirit, I am only a ninth-level great martial artist, four levels stronger than me."

Ling Luo narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Senior Sister, do you want to win her? I have a way."

"Of course I want to win! What can I do?" Yan Yueyue beamed, looking at Ling Luo expectantly.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled slightly, and then he took out a white pompom from the hat behind him.

The pompom seemed to be sleeping soundly, felt the movement, twisted its body slightly, opened a crimson slit in its eyes dimly, moved its small white claws on its limbs, and then changed into a new posture, Nestling in Ling Luo's palm, she fell asleep again.

These days, pure white is a bit strange.

In the past, apart from Jianlong, he was the most noisy one.

But since Ling Luo entered the Shengxiu Academy, Chunbai became unexpectedly quiet, becoming lethargic day by day, and never waking up for more than an hour a day.

Yan Yueyue's eyes lit up as soon as she saw the cute ball of white pompom, she leaned over with joy, stretched out a hand, put it on the pure white body, paused, and then asked for it again. Looking at Ling Luo with embarrassment, he asked, "Can I touch him?"

Ling Luo smiled and nodded, "Of course."

Yan Yueyue was so happy, she stroked the pure white and soft fur extremely carefully, as if she was afraid of damaging him.

Chun Bai sensed the aura of someone unexpected from his master, and lazily raised his eyelids. When he found that the other party was a young girl with kind eyes, he immediately showed a very cute smile to Yan Yueyue.

Yan Yueyue was immediately overwhelmed by this little guy's cuteness, her heart was pounding, and she tried her best to suppress the urge to pounce on it, hug this white pompom in her arms and rub it vigorously.

Although Chunbai was confused, he was clearly awake.

Ling Luo stretched out a hand, gently caressed Chunbai's body, and said softly, "Chunbai, help senior sister defeat that woman down there, okay?"

"Yeah?"

Chunbai stretched out her small white paws, rubbed her eyes, and her eyes drifted to the stands in the Dawu Arena, just in time to see Shuirou, the daughter of the master of the Holy Water Hall, looking at Ling Luo with a defiant and contemptuous gaze .

Does anyone look down on the master?
That's abominable!

The pure white and heavy drowsiness disappeared instantly, he stood up suddenly, his two little white wings fluttered, and flew to Yan Yueyue's shoulders, his little paws clenched into fists, posing as if he was going to have a big fuck The posture of the field is coming.

"Yeah!"

Don't worry, master, leave it to me, and I will definitely beat up that high-minded woman with eyes on her head!
In Ling Luo's mind, a pure white swearing voice echoed, and the corners of her lips could not help but evoke a satisfied arc.

The second martial arts competition has begun.

Yan Yueyue also went to the center of the Dawu Arena, standing opposite Shuirou.

Shui Rou was wearing a white gauze dress, with a water blue ribbon tied around her waist, hanging behind her back, and would move with the wind whenever she walked, giving her a feeling of being in the air.

That was when she intentionally cast a simple wind spell on the skirt and ribbon, in order to make herself look like a fairy.

(End of this chapter)