Chapter 193 Miss Pastor cried

"In the first game, Ling Wei won!" The referee in charge of this group shouted loudly and announced that Ling Wei had successfully entered the next round. In the warm applause, Ling Li gently jumped off the stage. Without looking at Zou Qiong, who was standing aside with a thoughtful face, he went straight to the three women.

"Brother is so awesome!" Ling Hui's mouth was finally as sweet as honey. Her willow eyebrows are beautifully bent, and her clear eyes are full of waves.

"Bad guy, that's good. It's getting worse." There was infinite worship in Qin Si's eyes. She was extremely proud to see Ling Wei win again and self-respecting that she was the woman behind him. Only the little demon has been smiling and silently staring at the person he likes.

"Ye." Ling Li clicked a little faintly. Feeling the gradually dispersed eyes around him, his body suddenly appeared behind Qin Si like the wind, and stretched out his evil left hand and patted Qin Si's buttocks. In the latter's exclamation, he joked, "This is for Huier."

"What? Obviously, my brother himself wanted to take advantage of Qin Sijie and pushed it over me. Ling Hui's words pierced Ling Li's motivation, and the other two women's eyes at Ling Li also became strange, as if to say, "That's right, that's right." And Qin Sitong blushed, and her eyes looking at Ling Li were even more resentful.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Ling Li quickly changed the topic and said, "Who is next, Huier or the little demon?"

Qin Sibai glanced at him and said, "It's a little demon."

Ling Wei turned around and looked at the smiling purple-haired woman and said, "Little demon, keep a little low profile this time. Don't beat people out of the ring again.

"Ye." The little demon nodded seriously and said, "I'll use one more move today."

“......”

Now there are three women around, and Ling Li is embarrassed to hold one as before. Because in that case, he will definitely be killed by the remaining one with his eyes.

He walked in front alone, and the three women walked behind talking and laughing. Ling Wei saw that where he had passed, the people around him consciously retreated. Ling Wei also thought that he was accidentally domineering, and when he saw those people looking at Ling Hui's awe, he suddenly realized. It turned out that I was in the light of my sister. He suddenly had some minor injuries. My heart, Huier, who the hell are you?

Today, the demon's opponent is a heavy armored knight named Garton in Class A, Grade 2. After putting on thick steel armor, this burly guy is like a mobile fortress.

"Card wipe, card wipe." After the referee introduced the two sides of the game, Na Jiadong danced a long gun and pressed towards the little demon step by step. There are a total of thirty-two people in each ring. Garton learned about the promotion of the other 15 people after promotion. When he learned that the opponent he faced today was Kent, who defeated his college's third-grade Class A yesterday, his competitive spirit was stimulated.

The heavy armored knight has always been known for its tough defense as a turtle shell. He felt that the little demon could defeat Kent, who was a knight, but he might not be able to defeat himself. Looking at the woman's weak face, Garton even suspected that it was a problem that she could break her defense.

But it is obvious that this guy named Garton thinks too much like the knight who was subdued by the little demon.

The little demon still does not draw his sword. She saw the strength of the other party clearly.

"Look, ring No. 9."

"It's her, the purple demon girl."

The purple demon girl is the nickname given to the little demon after yesterday's end.

"Guess how many moves she will make today."

The close man in twos and threes in the stands stared straight at the tall but weak body in the ring.

"Quick, the purple demon girl is going to take action, bet quickly. Bet on throwing the money here..."

These people are not only spectators, but also gamblers. It often haunts Nohia's arena. And the sacred flame competition of Bowen College also provides them with an opportunity to make a fortune.

......

Gutton's long gun stabbed out, setting off a wave of energy, but the fighting spirit in his body was all added to his armor. Suddenly, the yellow light won the armor and looked several times harder than before. If he meets other ordinary opponents, he may be undefeated with such caution. Unfortunately, his opponent today is the little demon. The blood wolf killer demon knife that frightened the holy strongmen of countless royal families and magic guilds!

The little demon smiled gently, but didn't pay attention to his offensive at all. She poked her hands forward. When the long gun approached, his left hand grabbed it firmly in the palm of his hand with lightning speed. No matter how hard Garton tried, he couldn't pull it out.

"One." The little demon medited in her heart, her vigorous legs bent gently, and her right hand patted Gaton heavily.

The speed of the little demon's palm is very slow. It's so slow that even Gordon can't believe it. But it was such a slow move that gave birth to one hand shadow after another.

"Two."

A crackling sound. The armored knight's breastplate was photographed with a sunken fingerprint. At the same time, the big figure also flew backwards like a cannonball. It hit the wall under the auditorium before it stopped.

Another "pop" sound, and the heavily armored knight fell from the deeply sunken wall and lay on the ground. The strong wall left a human-shaped "big" character.

Ling Yu swallowed his saliva vigorously. He sighed and couldn't keep a low profile anymore.

"Hey, who just said something to accompany my money." Unlike other excited audiences, those gamblers are arguing because they have just lost a lot of money.

"Concession, gambling. Hahaha." This is the voice of the winner.

In the ring, countless animals began to shout the name of the little demon, and some bold people shouted "Little demon, I love you." Come on.

"Fox spirit!" Unlike men who have excessive hormone secretion, most women are hostile to demons. Oh, who made the little demon look charming and pitiful? Most men with normal sexual orientation can't help but have a strong desire for protection when they see her.

The little demon stepped down and walked towards Ling Yu's style, with a proud smile in his eyes.

Ling Li said with a wry smile, "You are also famous now."

Ling Hui took Ling's arm and shook it and joked, "Brother is under pressure again."

Ling Li stretched out his hand and pinched Ling Hui's jade-like nose and said angrily, "What is 'again'?"

Ling Hui smiled and said, "Such an excellent daughter-in-law, my brother has to watch it. What are you listening to those people shouting?

Ling shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "I can't help it. The little demon is too charming. The city wall can't stop it."

After all, the little demon is a pure girl. She hears such crazy words and her little face is slightly hot, but she likes the feeling of being teased by Ling.

"Bad guy, it's not serious. You don't seem to worry at all." Qin Sidao.

Ling said, "Whoever dares to hit my wife's idea, I will destroy him." With that, he hugged the red-faced demon into his arms, raised his head provocatively, and swept through the audience.

"Ah! He, he, he... He actually held my little demon in his arms.

"It's disgusting. Little demon, give it back. Slap him."

"Little demon, kill him."

"Take good care of my third uncle, and I'll try my best to find him." In the front row of the audience, a man dressed like a small man rolled up his cuffs and was about to jump down, but was pulled by the people beside him.

"Xiao Liu, you are crazy. Have you ever hit him?

This is just a more representative corner of the whole hall. Ling Wei's action shattered their beautiful fantasy.

"I haven't got married yet, but my daughter-in-law screams. Humph." Qin Si pretended to be angry, but somehow, there was a strong sourness in her heart. She was afraid that everyone would notice her strangeness, so she turned her head. But tears still fell uncontrollably. Is there any mistake? It's getting more and more excessive, completely ignoring other people's feelings.

Qin Si didn't expect to be so fragile that she burst into tears. She was afraid that Ling Li would see it and struggled to escape. The wind blew on my face, and a drop of crystal tears slid down from my cheeks. The three people of the Holy Order were looked at.

"Brother, you have been too much. Hurry up and catch up." Ling Hui complained.

Ling also found that he was too proud just now, which hurt Qin Si's heart. He explained a few words to the two women and chased them out.

"Don't follow me." Qin Si suddenly panicked when she saw Ling Qian chasing after him from behind. What's wrong with me? Maybe I really care more and more about him.

"Miss Pastor, your face is crying, but no one wants it." When Ling Wei caught up with Qin Si, the two had already run out of the Magic Comprehensive College, and he took Qin Si's soft hand from behind.

"I want you to take care of it!" Hearing this, Ling Li was still laughing and not serious, and her long-depressed grievance surged up. She shook off the latter's hand and ran straight forward along the angel road, leaving two tears on her cheeks.

Ling was stunned for a while. He suddenly felt that he had always been too self-righteous and never thought about or paid attention to what she wanted?

I cursed myself as an asshole. Ling Qian chased after him again and pulled the rushing Qin Si into his arms.

"Let go of me, you bad guy." Qin Si struggled to get rid of herself, but the power of a small priest, no matter how hard she tried, she could not break free from the arms of the sword saint's strength.

"I won't let it go." Ling Li ignored the strange eyes of the sparse people on the angel's road, but hugged Qin Si tighter.

"How can you let me go, you scoundrel?" Being hugged tightly by Ling Li, she wanted to push him away, but she couldn't exert any strength.

"Kiss me and I'll let you go." Ling Li really played the role of a scoundrel.

"You..." Qin Si was so angry that she couldn't speak. She suddenly remembered that on the night in the hotel in Baina District, when the two lips met, she was moved at that moment. Ling Wei's devious words sounded like sweet words between lovers, which made her legs suddenly lose strength and was so soft that she couldn't stand. Qin Si's struggle was getting smaller and smaller, and finally leaned on Ling Li. The violent undulating and soft chest firmly adhered to Ling's body.

Feering that Qin Si's mood in his arms gradually calmed down, Ling Wei's heart was slightly relieved.

"Can you let me go now?" Half a sound, Qin Si said weakly.

"Not yet." Ling Wei said seriously.

"You want..."

A big mouth came and blocked the words behind her...