The Reborn Dharma God is the Queen

Chapter 42
"It's good to have such an idea." Liu Cheng nodded in agreement, then waved to Rongluo, "Tell Uncle, who beat you, Uncle will avenge you!"

"Uncle's attack is to bully the younger with the big!" Rong Luo walked up to Liu Cheng and said confidently.

She had seen how Liu Cheng beat up the third uncle violently. The third uncle was miserable, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his pig's head could not be described.

Liu Chengle chuckled, acquiesced to Rong Luo's words, and asked him to avenge Rong Luo. According to his temper, he would definitely care whether you are hard or not, and he would beat you violently, not on the body, but on the face!

"Whose family does that kid belong to?" Song Qihan rubbed his chin, Mo Xiong and Lin Zian must not be able to beat Luoluo, and there are not many people in the school who can make Luoluo so embarrassed.

"Wang Yanyan, I asked him to fight." Rong Luo sat on the single sofa, lying lazily, exhausting all his physical strength and magic elements, but in the end, he missed a move and lost.

But Wang Yanyan didn't feel any better, as her sword actually cut on him.

Wang Yanyan?I've never heard of the name, but if he can make Luoluo look like this, that guy has the ability.

Rong Luo didn't sit for a long time, but felt that his body was sticky, so he went into the room to take a shower, and took the medicine to smear the wound on his face.

When eating in the afternoon, the redness and swelling on Rong Luo's face caused her father and several uncles to look sideways, causing Rong Luo's face to turn black, and he turned and left after eating half of it.

They are laughing at her!

Everyone laughed, they had never seen this girl before, this time it was really overjoyed.

Ignoring them, Rong Luo went back to the training room and beat the virtual monster hard.

Ten days later, Rong Luo, Mo Xiong, and Lin Zian met Wang Yanyan at the school gate, and he had already prepared his things to go to the central middle school in Qingdu.

He was also accompanied by his three younger brothers, Rong Luo didn't say much, but gave him the two magic cores of the top soldier monsters that he hunted in the forest.

Wang Yanyan waved his hand, turned around chicly, and said in a calm but expectant voice, "See you again!"

Rong Luo smiled, of course we will see you again.

Watching Wang Yanyan get on the suspended rail, the three of Rong Luo turned and went back to school.

In the campus, Fu Ting, who hadn't seen him for nearly half a year, stood there fixedly, his eyes falling on Rong Luo.

Mo Xiong looked at Fu Ting vigilantly, and subconsciously took a few steps forward to block Fu Ting's gaze.

As if he didn't see Fu Ting, Rong Luo walked past Fu Ting without looking sideways.

"The chaos in a year's time." Fu Ting's cold voice suddenly came over.

Rong Luo kept walking, as if he didn't hear it.

Brawl?Does he want revenge?The corners of Rong Luo's lips curled up.

She did not intend to lose to her defeated opponent.

The icy blue figure gradually disappeared around the corner, and Fu Ting clenched his hands tightly. The failure half a year ago, he will never repeat the same mistake a year later!
Lin Zian glanced at Fu Ting slightly, a big fight in a year's time?

Now Fu Ting is a level 32 intermediate magician, and the boss will definitely surpass Fu Ting in a year. Does Fu Ting want to beat the boss?impossible.

This is not confidence, this is fact.

Lin Zian tugged Mo Xiong to follow him.

"Miao Town, which is adjacent to my town, will hold a friendly match in three days. From the second grade to the tenth grade, ten magicians will be selected. Next, I will read the list of people who will go to the second grade." The director explained the recent matters to be carried out at the regular meeting.

Mo Xiong and Lin Zian were famous for their grades in the second grade, so the two of them were naturally drawn without any suspense.

Except for Rong Luo's shot in the month-end assessment, everyone rarely saw her skills at other times, but that match with Fu Ting had already left a deep impression on everyone. The last place in the second grade The person who participated in the friendly match was Rong Luo.

Everyone's eyes fell on Rong Luo's body. Some teachers couldn't detect the fluctuation of magic elements in Rong Luo's body at all, making it impossible for people to realize how strong she was.

However, one thing everyone knows is that the first grade is her younger brother.

Rong Luo didn't seem to notice the sizing up of outsiders, and sat there without saying a word, looking at the stage.

The grade director said inspiring words on stage calmly, and Rong Luo seemed to be listening carefully, but her thoughts had already gone to the sky, and the surrounding water vapor condensed into a cold mist He entered Rong Luo's body without haste.

Sitting next to Rong Luo, Lin Zi'an naturally felt the cool air around him, and his admiration for Rong Luo became more and more intense. The boss is courageous and resourceful, and if he can follow her, the road ahead will be wonderful.

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Dim yellow lights illuminated the entire first floor of the building. Nearly a hundred children ranging in age from six to 15 stood in the wide hall, wearing pure white clothes and barefoot, standing in the cold On the marble, they stood there numbly, no one moved around, like a dead person who could not move, their pupils had no focal length, and they didn't have the vitality that should be at this age, like a machine without any emotion generally.

Opposite them is at the top of the stairs. On the wall is a girl made of multicolored glass, with fluttering brown hair, slightly closed eyes, blood-stained lips, kneeling on the ground with a pious expression.

In the picture, there are six people in black robes, their expressions are cold and unwavering, standing on both sides of the two teenagers in the middle.

The two teenagers were wearing tights, one black and the other white. They were slender and equally tall.

The boy in black exudes an icy aura all over his body, his eagle nose is slightly hooked, and his starry eyes are like a sea of ​​stars, unfathomable and flickering, making people feel like he is being watched by the god of death. The boy looks very handsome, with a cold face The edges and corners are sharp, and the breath around him is dangerous and terrifying, making people suffocate involuntarily.

On the other hand, the white-clothed boy, his expression is relaxed, his breath is like a spring breeze, the face that is exactly the same as the black-clothed boy's face does not have any frightening expression, the corners of his lips are slightly curved, and his eyes are gentle like water, It seemed to be lingering inside, the corners of the eyebrows were raised slightly, and the white hair was moving lightly in the breeze. Standing in this eerie environment, the clouds were still calm, as if everything at the moment did not exist.

The two teenagers, one black and one white, have exactly the same appearance, but their auras are so different that they can be distinguished at a glance.

"If you don't want to go, I'll go." The boy in white said in a magnetic voice, not rushing, which made people feel good.

The black-clothed boy stood there indifferently, as if he was an outsider.

"Heh." The young man in white laughed, and his gentle eyes swept over the children standing in the hall, his gaze was like water, as if these people were all his cherished ones.

(End of this chapter)