The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

So.

In the rilun Pavilion, there are no few people who worship qianjue.

"No, we'll just stand." Qian Jue declined with a smile.

She doesn't put on airs.

She really appreciated the kindness of these students.

More importantly, she found that her Royal Highness the demon king did not mean to sit down.

Jokes.

His highness is standing. As a subordinate, she has no reason to sit.

"That's not right, Miss Qian. You and the eldest martial sister are the living signs of our RI Lun Pavilion. You two stand, brothers, there's no reason to sit. "

"That's it."

Today, many students of rilunge come to attend the open class and agree with them one after another.

In a short time, he stood up with a splash.

There are at least 200 people.

The appeal and influence are beyond the reach of ordinary people, even the influential figures in the college.

For a while.

Ziqianmo and qianjue became the focus of attention.

Countless eyes, projected.

"Er (⊙ o ⊙)" Qian Jue was embarrassed.

Ziqianmo

￣□￣｜｜

Excellent. It's a crime.

That's good. It's hard to ride a tiger.

If she and Qian Jue's younger sister refuse again, they will suffer more attention.

"Your Highness, let's sit down." Qian Jue's forehead, has been a drop of cold sweat.

"... well." Ziqianmo nodded.

The two women sat at the two male disciples of the rilunge who gave way to the position first.

It's a coincidence.

Ziqianmo's seat is just right. It's what the petite and cute girl disciple of Hongyan Pavilion wanted.

You can imagine how angry the girl disciple of Hongyan pavilion was.

"Well! What's the big deal

"Well, lin'er, we can't make trouble. She's a purple field. Let's go." Next to him, another companion female disciple gently pulled off her sleeve and whispered, "don't forget that our Hongyan pavilion was defeated by them, but she won our elder martial sister at night University."

The elder martial sister of Hongyan Pavilion, the night is like a song.

In the competition, he lost to ziqianmo.

It was a terrible defeat.

There is no face.

"Hum, sister Ruge is defeated. I'm not afraid of her." This woman is named ye lin'er. He is the cousin of the night.

I like to be coquettish and cute.

I've been among the male disciples all the time. I'm very happy.

Today, it's the first time she's had a flat stomach.

The male disciple of RI lunge didn't give her any face. Instead, he gave his seat to ziqianmo and beat her in the face. How could he swallow that?

"It's not a matter of being afraid, eh." The girl disciple of the red beauty Pavilion nearby sighed when she couldn't persuade her.

"I tell you, my aunt married to the South moon country." Ye lin'er slightly raised her sharp chin and looked proud. "My uncle is one of the top ten Dharma protectors under the command of Nanyue high priest. If he is anywhere else, I don't want to argue with her. But it's an open class for the high priest, and I still have a fight! "

"Lin'er, why didn't you say that earlier?"

"It's not the same now?" Ye lin'er became more and more proud, and the radian of her lips widened. "When I was a child, I went to the South moon kingdom. In the Zhuque temple, I once saw the high priest from a distance. He is really the most beautiful and divine man in the world!"

"The best? Is it true or not? "