Ghostface's Wasteful Wife

Chapter 77: Strange vs. Freak (2)
"Boom!"

When the bell rang, the presiding elder tremblingly walked up to the trial ground, stroked his gray beard, and scanned the remaining 20 people with his cloudy eyes. When he saw Ye Qingxin, his heart trembled involuntarily.

This girl looks inconspicuous, but when she is ruthless, she is not afraid of anything. Maybe she has a big background. Not only does the dean want to protect her, she also looks like she is not afraid of Qiu Haohe. I don't know how to deal with her.

"Ahem, the last match, the final! Draw lots to determine the contestants, and the ten winners will enter the dark horse list and become third-class students. Let's begin!"

The presiding elder turned on the lottery mode on the light curtain, and the names of the 20 people were immediately matched.

Ye Qingxin saw that the one corresponding to her was 'Xi Ziao', her eyes lit up, she still remembered that lonely and cold boy in the remote ancient secret realm.

She glanced around, and finally stopped at a corner, a very inconspicuous place, if she didn't pay attention, she really wouldn't know there was someone standing there.

Xi Ziao still had a paralyzed face that hadn't changed for thousands of years, exuding a piercing cold air all over his body, like a frightening sharp sword, dressed in a simple plain blue dress, with a jasper long sword around his chest, his eyes drooping slightly, Thick eyebrows are like long swords piercing the sky.

He is like an unsheathed precious sword, he really loves swords and has completely refined the meaning of the sword so deeply that it seems to have melted into the flesh and blood.

As if feeling her gaze, Xiziao raised his eyes, and sword energy burst out of his eye sockets. Dazzling swordplay evolved in his deep pupils. Ye Qingxin was startled, he is definitely a master, and he has already practiced swords. It's come to this point!

The alarm bell rang in her mind, and she immediately used her will to defeat the intruding kendo attack, shaking her body, and finally broke through completely, Xi Ziao is definitely a formidable enemy!
She broke his attack, Xi Ziao was also a little surprised, his sword-like eyes lit up, and he quickly retracted it, then lowered his head, holding the green sword in thought.

"The finals have begun! Ye Qingxin, Xi Ziao, come out and challenge!" After the presiding elder announced, he hurried off with his robes in hand.

Ye Qingxin looked at Xi Ziao in the corner of her eyes, curled her lips, and smiled unfathomably, patted on the Taoist robe, and flew up to the test field, Xi Ziao paused, and flew up with the sword in her arms, Standing tall in front of her.

The aura of both of them is very strong, one is a cruel and daring ugly girl, the other is a sword idiot with a cold air and awe-inspiring sword intent, both of them are ruthless characters.

Even though Xiziao has been alone all this time, his prestige is still far-reaching. Not only is his sword spirit unmatched, but the family behind him is also a thousand-year-old family. It is rumored that it is an ancient sword family, inheriting the ancient inheritance, and has the protection of ancient gods .

As soon as the two of them entered the field, the originally noisy audience immediately quieted down. There were only small voices of discussion, and some people began to secretly bet on who would win and who would lose. Even some second- and third-class students also secretly bet.

In the upper-class spectator seats, there are several boys and girls in bright clothes, the girls are delicate, the boys are handsome, and the badges on their chests are all second-class students!

"Zi Luo, it's fortunate that your apprentice didn't draw Zhongye Qingxin, otherwise what will come down later will no longer be the genius disciple of Yun Zifeng, but a corpse whose soul has been drawn, hahaha! It's really far away, But can your delicate apprentice beat my apprentice?"

The young man with a finger in one hand and a jade crown on his head laughed arrogantly, exuding an aristocratic air unconsciously in his bones, and the dignity of the king was vividly interpreted by him. He sat in the center of the crowd, overlooking the entire proving ground, with a kind of domineering demeanor.

Beside the young man, sat a graceful girl wearing a purple gauze and a long purple dress. Her body exuded a wonderful fragrance. The purple gauze brushed her face, and her delicate outline was looming. Although her face could not be seen clearly, she could still see it It turns out that she is a peerless beauty.

This woman is a second-class student, named Zi Luo, who established a cloud purple peak, with thirty apprentices under her command, and established an all-female disciple club—the Yun Zi Society.

Hearing the young man's words, Zi Luo opened his mouth to fight back, and he could hear strong sarcasm in his words: "Young emperor, your apprentice is not as dissolute as you are, maybe he was carried down in the end, let him protect the disciples below. Don't get kicked off your third leg!"

The young man known as the "Young Emperor" snorted coldly, arrogantly and arrogantly, and said angrily: "Presumptuous! How dare you say that about my emperor! Will my apprentice be bad! Those are just scraps!"

Zi Luo sneered, simply ignoring him, his eyes fell on his own apprentice, seeing that she ignored him, the young emperor felt itchy, rubbed his chin with his fingers, and lingered unscrupulously on Zi Luo's graceful and graceful body.

Seeing her bare white skin, the Young Emperor had an evil smile on his face, and said maliciously: "Zi Luo, why don't we come to make a bet to see whose apprentice can enter the black horse list, if your apprentice loses , you just stay with me for one night, if the emperor is satisfied, how about you being my woman?"

After finishing speaking, the hand with the finger was about to touch her jade hand, Zi Luo's eyes turned cold, and a cloud of purple mist evaporated from his body, as soon as the young emperor touched the purple mist, he immediately withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

He cursed angrily, and his handsome face twisted slightly: "Hmph! You just wait for your apprentice to die, and obediently be my emperor's woman, and see if I don't ruthlessly trample you when the time comes!"

Zi Luo glared at him in disgust: "If your apprentice loses, I will take most of your dynasty's land! If you want to play, you can play a bigger game, and add a gamble, whether you bet on Ye Qingxin or Xi Ziao, who will win? ?”

The young emperor licked his wounded hand evilly, and stared at Zi Luo lewdly: "Gamble, bet, if you don't dare! But I want to add one, if you lose, all the girls on Yunzi Peak will belong to you!" Me! Dare?"

Zi Luo paused, glanced at the trial ground, gritted his teeth and replied, "Bet! I'll bet on Ye Qingxin to win!"

"That ugly girl is pretty hot, but I still think that idiot Xi Ziao has more chances to win! That ugly girl won't live long, and after a while, Senior Haohe will be back. I really can't wait to see what the senior will do. What about her!"

There was a perverted smirk on the young emperor's face, and he lay back lazily. A few fourth- and fifth-class female students behind him immediately stepped forward, scrambling to beat and knead his back. Let out a comfortable growl from time to time.

Zi Luo is invisible to the eyes, this kind of big **** is really a scum, she transformed into a cloud of purple smoke, isolating herself from the young emperor, and focused on watching the black horse race, she was also a little nervous, I hope she Her apprentice and Ye Qingxin can't let her down.

"Boom!"

When the final bell rang, Ye Qingxin and Xi Ziao still stood where they were. Neither of them made a move. Their gazes converged and collided with intertwined sparks, which were dazzlingly beautiful.

(End of this chapter)