Chapter 21 Invincible Hot Girl

Zhuang Wen, who is dressed in an extremely avant-garde dress, enough to make many older generation of college antiques spray blood, has an immeasurable popularity among her classmates, especially those male creatures with hot sparks in their eyes are screaming, and their eyes can't help looking back and forth, which is extremely chuo.

Da Cui, this guy, danced with extraordinary exaggeration, shouting feverishly, venting the flames in his heart, and the thunder next to him is not good. A pair of straight eyes always staring at Zhuang Wen's snow white at all. Dongfang Weiming is better, but from time to time, he turned his head and peeked, and his face turned slightly red. Obviously, this boy is also a young man. He has not gone through the experience of wind and rain, and there is still a long way to go.

"Big boss! Can Zhuang Wen win? Da Cui asked worriedly, being careful and jumping around, and paying extraordinary attention to this hot beautiful girl.

Since Lei Dong's great power and killed the stupid man, Da Cui has completely admired him. From head to toe, he has been convinced and changed his name to Thunder Boss.

In particular, after under the banner of the thunder little brother, it was extremely smooth to fool the little sister of the college. The boy was no longer ready to change his words and had vowed to hug the thunder's thighs.

It's cool under the big tree, and it's easy to soak next to the thunder. Girl!

"Uh-huh!" Lei Dong thought about it carefully and replied, "It should be able to win. This little girl is quite powerful. His opponent is almost, but I don't know if the people of Crouching Tiger College still have a killer mace!"

The thunderous eyes flashed purple light, and the two people were seen through in the blink of an eye. Basically, he knew it, but as he said, he could only judge according to the momentum. If there was any killer, it was hard to say.

"Wow!! Wenwen! Must win!!!" Da Cui didn't finish listening at all. Hearing the thunder that Zhuang Wen could win, he immediately jumped up and screamed. It seemed that the comparison was over. Zhuang Wen had already won.

in the ring

Zhuang Wen and the man opposite looked at each other.

The other party is a slightly feminine man, some 'mother', not as grand as Crouching Tiger College.

"Yoh! There is also a little beauty. Tut-tut, it's so beautiful. I'm missing a maid, just you. Hey hey, remember to come over at night!" This feminine man, with a pale face, seems to be overindulgent, but he doesn't seem to be a drunken man at a young age, which makes people unable to see through.

"Bah! You are so big. Master!! You idiot, I skinned you!" Zhuang Wen, like an angry little lioness, immediately erupted, broke the horse Zhang Fei and scolded, pinched the waist with one hand, pointed to the other party, and said words in her mouth, like a splash. The woman scolds the street, and it's really hot!

"Hahaha!!"

"Crouching tiger girl, go home!!!"

"Zhuang Wen!!"

The students of Panlong College below, listening to Zhuang Wen's words, don't seem to care at all, and their reaction is very smart. With Zhuang Wen, they have a very tacit understanding. It seems to be acting like acting, which makes people's eyes wide open.

The other students of Crouching Tiger College stood there alone, keep lowering their heads. They can't afford to lose that person, and they are outnumbered. It's not that we don't work hard. The key is that one person can't scold this college!

The feminine man's face is gloomy, and he almost spits out three liters of blood, but he is also a fool. In terms of his tongue, he already knows that he can't talk about this crazy girl, and he can't get any benefit if he says more. There is also a group of Panlong students under the stage, who can be flooded by saliva. Die.

At that moment, he was furious, "Little Niangpi, I'll let you know it!" With a sword, he rushed up and killed angrily. There was also a fierce atmosphere around him. That was a real battle. After the real fight, he had the fierceness. It can be seen that these crouching tiger disciples were not the kind of greenhouse flowers.

"I chopped you up!" Zhuang Wen was also unwilling to show weakness. She shouted delicately, and a long fiery red whip appeared in her hand, crackling.

A hot and exposed leather coat, as red as a beating flame, holding a leather whip, reminiscent of it.

Pup!

The strength is revealed!

The hot little beauty Zhuang Wen is actually a master in the late stage of CET-5. The feminine little boy of Crouching Tiger College is not bad, but only in the middle of CET-5, only a little worse than Zhuang Wen.

Only junior students have such cultivation, which is comparable to that of seniors. They are all geniuses among geniuses.

Pup!

The leather whip is hit out, like a dexterous snake, directly bending an arc, so that the soft man's sword seems to have no strength, while the whip is directly wrapped around the sword, wrapped several times, very strong.

"Rose!!"

The feminine man wanted to take back the sword, but he was only imprisoned by the other party and couldn't move at all. He used it to eat. The strength of milk, but my cultivation is not as good as that of the other party, and I can't take it back.

"I want to see it, just let it go!" The fascinating little mouth said what made the feminine man spit blood. However, Zhuang Wen's strength was indeed slightly better, and the sword was gradually pulled over by Zhuang Wen.

The battle came to an end from the beginning. The wrong weapon confrontation and the wrong choice of the feminine man directly led to the complete suppression now, and there was no chance to turn over. Once the weapon was taken, he was a toothless tiger. Even if there was a unique move, he could not be used.

"Damn!"

The soft man's face was extremely red, but it didn't help after all.

"Wh!"

With a delicate shout, the whip flew over directly wrapped in the sword. The feminine man's hands were empty, like an undefense place. Female, without a trace of cover, completely exposed.

He took the sword and held the sword in one hand. This sword was also a treasure. It was specially taken out by Crouching Tiger College for these students to use for challenge. Unexpectedly, it was taken away. Zhuang Wen held the whip in the other hand and flew directly without stopping.

Pup!

The whip flew fast, scratched a dark shadow, and directly hit the feminine man's face. The feminine little face directly showed a trace of blood. The face was originally white, and this trace was very obvious.

"You... Ah!!!" The feminine man was about to say something, but there was another scream. The sad feminine man was hit again, and the two red traces converged into a unique mark.

Zhuang Wen took the whip and said a very shocking sentence, "In the future, you will be my mother's person!! This is my unique mark!!"

"Hahahaha!!"

Before the feminine man could say anything, the people below laughed loudly. It was too shocking. I had never seen such a hot little beauty, and she was so strong. If she could say such shocking words, it was at least black!

"Oh! I also want to be your person!!"

Then, the good people below shouted loudly and said with a tacit understanding. The whole venue was like this. The feminine man was so ashamed that he ran away directly and didn't have the face to stay.

"Haha!! Haha!"

"Where's the crouching tiger! I think it's a kitten!! What a shame!!"

Seeing the feminine men leave, these males shouted and couldn't help slandering the Crouching Tiger College. At this moment, they were unprecedentedly united.

"Humph!"

"I'll do it!"

The remaining students of Crouching Tiger College were also uncomfortable. They looked gloomy and extremely ugly. After discussion, a boy came up.

"Puff!"

"How old are you? Uncle?" Zhuang Wen smiled, covered her little mouth, looked at the opposite opponent with a smile, and almost bent over with a smile.

This opponent, cough, is really like an uncle.

Zhuang Wen is now eleven years old, ten years old, and now in the second grade. Looking at the opponent on the opposite side, she looks like a weather-beaten, has a sense of maturity beyond her age, and a vicissitudes of life. She seems to be a young man in her twenties.

Indeed, it's really like Uncle Zhuang Wen.

"Haha, uncle, why are you still pretending? It's tender!!"

"Uncle, let's go home and find my aunt!!"

"Haha!"

Below is a burst of sarcasm, shouting one by one, especially Da Cui, who almost rushed up to see the uncle's honor. Why did he still pretend? Tender?

"Huh, do you still fight?" The uncle's voice is a little mature and thick, which is in line with the uncle's reputation. He saw that the smuch man's bickering was not the opponent of the other party, and he certainly couldn't do it himself, so he had to fight when he came up and would never talk to the other party.

"Come on, who is afraid of whom?" With a hot personality, Zhuang Wen did not give in at all. She waved the whip in her hand and hit it directly.