The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 956 Condensed Demonic Qi
Ning Xuan was carried down by a group of disciples.

After what happened with Ning Xuan, how dare the disciples of Tuoshan Academy dare to play, even if they sent a male disciple, they cupped their hands and said before the fight: "I admit defeat."

Xie Wanrong won three rounds without any surprise, which also means that tomorrow or the day after that, she will have to fight against the winning disciples from each faction.

It's just that now that she doesn't have anything to do, she easily walks back to Qi Jinghuan's side.

"Is it fun?" He raised his thick sword eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Xie Wanrong shrugged, "It's not interesting."

Suddenly, she looked in the direction of the Yunfeng faction, her brows were slightly frowned, and she felt a very bad feeling in her heart, as if there was a sharp gaze in the dark closely watching her every move.

But when she looked over, that feeling suddenly disappeared.

She frowned unkindly, and stood beside Qi Jinghuan with her thoughts concentrated.

But when she looked away, Luo Xun's dark golden pupils suddenly narrowed.

Sure enough, they are together!

Luo Xun lowered his eyes calmly, stepped forward to whisper a few words to Li Qingmo, and then turned away.

He was the only one in Beixi Continent, and if he shot rashly, he would only hurt both sides, but through her body, Luo Xun could sense that the devilish energy in her body was still growing.

Even though she was half-sealed, her demonic characteristics didn't disappear completely!
Luo Xun frowned tightly, what happened!
With Qi Jinghuan by Xie Wanrong's side, Qi Jinghuan should have explained the situation to her. According to the logic, when her seal is completely broken, the demonic energy condensed on her body should disappear.

But now—after thinking about it carefully and fearing, he left Qingshan College with great strides.

"What's wrong?" Qi Jinghuan pulled her cold palm.

Xie Wanrong shook his head: "Let's think about the Jiuqi four-horned beast."

The rest of the match was still between Qingshan Academy and Tuoshan Academy. Xie Wanrong got off the field and had no interest in watching, "Let's go for a walk."

Qi Jinghuan raised his eyebrows, wrapped his arms around Xie Wanrong's shoulders in a flowing manner, and led her away from the crowd.

Two eyes fell on them at the same time, one was Yin Xuerou from Tuoshan College, and the other was Li Qingmo from Yunfeng School.

Li Qingmo patted the disciples beside him, "I have something to do, what will help me with it later."

After he finished speaking, he stretched his long legs and chased after the backs of Qi Jinghuan and Xie Wanrong.

"Qingmo!" Lin Chengcheng yelled in a low voice, seeing that Li Qingmo had disappeared in a flash, he twitched his mouth helplessly, so he could only focus on the competition stage.

"Stay back, both of you." Li Qingmo quickly caught up, and when he was only a few steps away from their background, he shouted to stop.

Xie Wanrong paused first, turned his cheek, and looked at the man who appeared out of nowhere: "What's the matter?"

Li Qingmo smiled embarrassedly, "It's not a big deal, I just admire the two of you and want to make friends with you."

After Li Qingmo finished speaking, he shifted his gaze to Qi Jinghuan.

His body stiffened in vain.

What's going on--I just looked at this man from a distance before, without such a strong sense of oppression, but now, the close distance makes it difficult for him to speak and move.

The man's deep eyes seemed to be slightly frivolous, and his thin lips outlined a perfect arc: "Friend?"

He chewed out these two words in a calm voice, as if hearing some joke.

(End of this chapter)