Chapter 8 Martial Arts Recruitment 2

"Be careful!" Suddenly, I heard a scream, and I felt as if there was a huge thing coming from the top of my head. I wanted to avoid it, but I was in the crowd and couldn't move forward and retreat.

It is about to be hit. At this moment, people have been hugged into a solid embrace. The skin touched by the cool fabric is transmitting the same temperature at this moment, and the powerful heartbeat is also transmitted together. The tip of the nose is still the faint fragrance of Qinglian, which makes her almost greedy, if there is nothing...

The tip of the water was cold and the tip of the foot was gentle, but in an instant, he jumped up a few feet high in the air, and his body was as light as a swallow. The clothes are flying, and the ink is flying. He was dressed in white and handsome, like a fairy falling from the sky. The whole body exudes purity that does not belong to the world.

With this leap, he abruptly separated himself from a group of mortals below, and in an instant, he bloomed a peerless posture that only belonged to him. Unparalleled glory, incomparable! It seems that the platinum is buried in the dust. After washing up the lead, it suddenly bursts out a brilliant light, dazzling, which makes people can't move their eyes.

Time is still at this moment.

After landing on the ring, the look in his eyes revealed his nervousness, "Heart, are you all right?"

Only then did everyone turn their attention to the "heart" in his mouth, and his interest did not diminish.

"It's okay." His red lips opened gently, broke free from his arms without a trace, straightened the robe, and then showed a face that was not inferior to the crowd.

Whew, the whole audience took a breath of cold air. Are these, this, and these two people born immortals? Have they all grown into such a non-human? The beautiful face and peerless posture are not enough to describe the two of them.

Bing Ning broke through the obstacles and squeezed up in the crowd, "Young master, are you all right?" The expression is extremely tense.

"It worries you." He shook his head slightly and smiled at the corners of his mouth. In an instant, there seemed to be countless flowers blooming in the room, gorgeous and eye-catching.

Everyone was stunned. They wanted them to understand what it was like to smile, although he was an extremely feminine man.

Shui Yuhan looked at Xi's heart and said nothing. He sighed softly, and then he swept the stage with cold eyes, and his eyebrows swept over. The coldness that did not belong to the world, froze everything in place. Everyone under the stage immediately felt as if they were in the ice and snow, and a chill rushed straight to their foreheads from the soles of their feet, and their hearts were fury.

It's terrible. Obviously, he is gentle and close when he looks at the man in his arms. Why is it as cold as frost in the blink of an eye?

The cold and indifferent eyes finally stopped in one place. There was a big man lying where they just stood, looking like a dead man. There was a trace in his eyes, and finally he turned his eyes to Lei Qingqing, the protagonist in the ring.

The ice emanating from all over the body is even colder than before, but the surface is still like a dry well. But Xi Xinmiao felt it, and he was angry. Only in matters related to her will he have emotional fluctuations and can never calm down.

I sighed in my heart, is this good or bad? She doesn't want to do this. She doesn't want you to make any changes for her. She doesn't need it, because she won't appreciate it!

[The bug couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to rush to the heroine and yelled at her angrily and scolded her a few times. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got to the heroine, he immediately became like a withered rotten vegetable leaf, and his face was brighter than the flowers: Sister, Han Hanhan has done enough for you. Why are you indifferent to care so much? Please, give me a good look! Look at Han Han, it's so pitiful~~ A certain insect stared affectionately with tearful eyes. The heroine reacted indifferently. She didn't even see the worm in her eyes. She said, "Don't you care too much?" What does he do, how do I react, and it depends on what your requirements are?

--I am the author and I am a legal contributor! I'm your food and clothing parents! Bugs are on fire, but people have a temper!)

--So what? ( Disdainful)

--So you have to listen to me!

-What else?

---Otherwise, I will become a stepmother and I will torture you to death! ( The worm risked it, but silently said in his heart: God, save me, my child has rebelled!)

-Oh? Really, aren't you afraid that your clicks will drop and be spurned by readers? Don't you want the red ticket? Don't you want a reward? Don't you want the collection? Smiling····)

----- (I feel guilty, my heart is guilty, my feet are shaking, my words are swallowed, insidious and insidious) No, no, the reader is profound and righteous, and he will definitely stand on my side.

-----Oh? Are you sure?

-I (the tone is super resolute)! ----Not sure... (My head is sagging, silently returning to the dark corner, squatting down and hugging my knees, drawing circles on the ground, and my mouth does not stop: draw a circle to curse you, and never bring enough straw paper to the toilet...)

"Han, forget it, let's go." She hates trouble and doesn't like others staring at her like aliens.

This call made us all stunned. Unexpectedly, the word that we had been unable to say before naturally slipped out of our mouths in such a situation. His expression was first slightly sluggish, and then changed to all kinds of joy, and the flowing light in his eyes was shining. It was wonderful to dissip his anger.

"Okay, let's go back." There was a faint smile on his lips, and a gentle light crossed the clear and pure eyes.

Everyone under the field only felt that there was a warm current, and suddenly sighed: Oh, spring is coming.

"Hear." There was a coquettish shout behind him, "Is this ring for you to come and leave if you want?" Since she was a child, she has been sought after by the audience. Who is not flattering herself like a pug? When did you suffer such a grievance: you were ignored by the two at the same time, plus a lowly girl? Humiliation, this is definitely a humiliation. How can she swallow this evil breath? Lei Qingqing finally couldn't help bursting out his own small universe at this moment

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But the person concerned completely seemed to regard her as a transparent person, turning a deaf ear and turning a blind eye.

The audience under the stage has a tacit understanding to keep quiet, jokes, and have to be dedicated to watching the hustle and bustle. Look at their posture, they are professional at a glance!

Jia whispered, "This is mysterious! Don't say it, you really met someone who is not afraid of death! What do you think, the female tiger or the fairy handsome man, which one do you prefer?

B whispered: "Shh - keep your voice down. I think it's hard to say. Touching her chin, "However, it's true that the tigress is angry. Have you never heard that 'it's more horrible to provoke a woman who doesn't look like a woman than to provoke a real woman'? Anyway, it's none of our business. Just watch it.

"En, it's reasonable. Let's wait and see. However, I'm still looking forward to the tigress!" There was excitement in the nail's eyes.

The deadlock on the stage continues...

With a swdling, everyone only felt that a red object was rushing in a straight line in the air, hitting the petite "man". The speed was amazingly fast, but some people were faster. When they reset the focus, it was such a scene in front of them: Miss Lei stood with her feet in front and behind, her hands clenched the whip, and pulled back hard, but There was nothing he could do, and he stared at the gorgeous man at the other end of the whip with a resentful face.

His proud martial arts actually had no effect in front of Shui Yanhan. He didn't even make a move, so he couldn't move. He was shocked, angry and angry. When he saw his glazed blue eyes, he only felt that his heart was rippling, indifferent eyes, deep martial arts, and Juechen's face. ... all of them show his perfection. A heart is pounding in an instant...

Shui Yuhan didn't even turn his body. He turned sideways to Lei Qingqing and stood in front of Xi Xinmiao. Two clean and slender fingers with whip tails, it looks extremely relaxed, while Lei Qingqing on the other side has already been sweating heavily, which seems to be extremely difficult. No matter how she pulled the whip, she was stuck by the cold water. As soon as she casually let go, the whip came to her face and hit her abdomen. Lei Qingqing screamed in pain, and her body fell in the air, and a stream of blood overflowed from her mouth.

There was an uproar off the court, and it was immediately clear who was high and who was low. But why do you think this aura is a little cautious? Even ordinary people feel the gloomy like silk shura, and the suffocating source is actually the indifferent man like ice?

On the contrary, the man who was protected behind him was not shocked, and his smart black eyes were obviously a little funny! Is it their illusion? It's weird, it's weird.

"Bold, how dare you hurt my daughter!" Lei suddenly slapped the table again, jumped up, and shouted angrily at the cold water. I hurried over to help my daughter up.

"Qingqing, are you all right?" Lei Meng was distressed and asked with concern.

Lei Qingqing staggered up and only felt that his abdomen was extremely painful, and his mouth was full of bloody dull rust. He stared straight at the cold water, as if he had been poured down from the top of his head by a basin of cold water. Is he going to die by himself? The moment he took action, he really smelled the smell of death, but somehow, he suddenly withdrew a large part of the internal force. But even so, I was seriously injured. The body trembled slightly, and I didn't know whether it was shock or fear. With the blood rushing up to his throat, he reluctantly said, "I'm fine."

Looking at the baby daughter's appearance of enduring pain, Lei Meng couldn't wait to tear up the culprit who was still indifferent in front of him, and his eyes stared at the fight with the copper bell.

"Who just said that the death and injury on the stage is up to heaven?" A crisp word floated in like a clear spring in the mountains. Why, only state officials are allowed to set fire and the people are not allowed to light the lights!"

Everyone came to their senses, but they saw the petite and beautiful man who had been silent coming out, holding up the corners of his mouth, and his face was undisguised sarcasm.

"That's it." The people under the stage also echoed and were a little restless.

Lei Meng was speechless when he asked this sentence, and he couldn't say anything to refute for a moment.