The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

Ziqianmo doesn't know how to fight back against this kind of challenger. However, her way of fighting back is always simple and rude.

"You look down on the Japanese wheel pavilion?"

She gazed at Dan Tai meng'er with a calm but cold look.

"Yes... So what!"

Dan Tai meng'er was dazzled by the purple fields, and subconsciously felt a wave of danger. It was like being watched by the ancient beasts, and his soul was strangled.

Mingming is about to lose support, but for the sake of face, it is still the hardest.

"Fight me."

Ziqianmo's voice was very weak, but full of oppression, and passed on clearly.

Dan Tai meng'er was surprised: "I..."

She's not stupid.

Ziqianmo freshman's three tests are all the first. Her soul strength and spiritual strength are far away from the second place, which means that her actual combat ability must be extremely frightening.

"Why, dare not?"

Both eyes and voices are full of provocation.

Or, scorn.

"I..." Dan Tai meng'er's face was a little pale, and he couldn't help stepping back.

Tit for tat two people, attracted the attention of many people in the public classroom.

After all, ziqianmo, as the top talent in freshmen test, is the absolute focus!

And this is ziqianmo's initiative to invite others to fight!

People are looking forward to it!

One eye, are flashing excited light of gossip.

Even the charm of Nine Tailed Fox is a little invalid. They are obviously more interested in the conflict between the first freshman and the baby niece of the vice president of dantai.

"You represent Changsheng Pavilion, I represent rilun Pavilion." Ziqianmo said with no expression, "if I win, I'll take it home. If rilunge is rubbish."

She has been in the world for half a year, and her words are more and more sharp.

At least, there are no barriers to long sentences like this.

Dan Tai meng'er's face was even worse: "this..."

I didn't expect that such a big trouble would be caused by a casual insult.

Fight or not?

If you don't fight, you will admit defeat. What you will lose is not her face, but the face of the whole Changsheng Pavilion, the face of Uncle Dan Taihong!

If there is no accident, it is still a loss. I have to apologize afterwards.

It's a dead cycle!

A sneer came.

It's ironic.

"Xiao Zi, I don't think she dare at all." Crisp with childish voice, inflammatory.

Dan Tai meng'er subconsciously raised her head, just in the middle of the sky with Su Jiu Jiu's silver fox eyes, a fire "Teng" to rise, her heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney are about to burn!

This damned fox!

"Who said I didn't dare!"

Subconsciously, I was inspired to say a word.

Su Jiujiu laughed: "if you dare, you should fight. Outside the door is the arena of life and death. It's dedicated to solving personal conflicts. Go ahead. I'll take care of you. "

That smile, schadenfreude means, simply not too obvious.

It's very naughty.

Dan Tai meng'er's face changed greatly: "the arena of life and death?"

This thing, she knows.

Xuanwu college advocates fighting among disciples. After all, the resources are limited, and those with ability can get it.

The strong survive and the weak perish.

College is the epitome of a small world.

If you have gratitude and resentment, go to the arena of life and death.