Chapter 188 flirting with my wife?

Gasso's opponent is a sophomore armored knight. Born in Class S, he is also tough. Relying on a fierce axe, it is difficult to fight back against a man who is stronger than him.

The people in Class S of Grade 1 were indeed a little strong. The steel knight stretched out the iron shield on the left to block Gaso's blow, and then said with a shrill face: "Shiel shield gun!"

The yellow-brown fighting spirit surged out to support his five-foot-long iron gun, making the long gun glow and wave towards Gaso. Is it useful?" Gaso smiled coldly and said, "The heavenly axe!" The silver-white tomahawk in his hand flashed, and a trace of coolness penetrated from it.

"Dang!" With a light sound, the iron gun in the hand of the steel armored knight was cut off by an axe by Gaso, and the axe did not diminish, cutting down the steel armor on the man's body.

"I lost." He looked at the barrel of the gun in his hand. The man sighed depointed. In the second grade, he couldn't beat the first grade, which was a great blow. Although I am Class B, and the other party is Class S.

It's a little interesting. This guy's strength should not be improved in the Holy Land. Ling Wei said to himself, it seems that he is not the only one working hard.

The drizzle has stopped. Thunderous applause sounded in the audience one after another. For these spectators, ten games were played at the same time, making them overwhelmed. Every time, they can always find a brilliant bright spot that makes them can't move their eyes. Many times, when they just turned away from looking for other wonderful games, they came to their senses and found that the game they had been paying attention to had been finished.

Their mood is like an avid ** lover. At the same time, they open five or six players on a computer and watch five or six different action movies. It's so exciting!

Of course, there are also some people who stare at a game and wait until the end to find the next wonderful game. Gaso stepped down excitedly and won, and the other party was still a second-grade student, which made him a little proud. However, when he noticed a familiar and beautiful face staring at himself with a smile, his heart suddenly broke out. His impression of Ling Li is no weaker than Ling Li's impression of him.

If it hadn't been for this damn swordsman, his magic crystals would have been ours. And Ling Yan's secret will not fall into their hands. But when there was no conflict, Gaso lowered his head and retreated as if he hadn't seen Ling Li.

"No. 9 ring, the second game. Class S of the first-grade sword department vs. Kent, class A of the third-grade gun department. As soon as the middle-aged man said something, a short yellow-haired knight jumped into the ring.

"Little demon, come on." Ling Hui waved her little fist to cheer up the little demon.

"Ye." The little demon nodded, looked at Ling Li, and gently jumped firmly on the ring. The fine wind blows, and the purple hair waved with the wind.

"Big bad guy, it's amazing. When did you hook up with the little demon?" Qin Si came over and took Ling's arm, but his fingers pinched his waist hard.

"Don't, Miss Pastor, it hurts. Let go." Ling Wei was very cooperative, and his face also changed with a painful look.

"Hmm!" Although he was sure that he pretended to be, Qin Si still couldn't bear to let go. She waved to Ling Hui, who held Ling Li's other hand, and said, "Huier, let's be stricter in the future. Otherwise, this guy will bring another fiancee one day.

"Ha ha..." Ling Hui's beautiful eyes blinked and smiled gently, "I can't control him. My brother is a flowery radish.

After listening to the words of the two women, Ling Wei was a little wronged. He wanted to refute it, but he was afraid of causing a more fierce siege, so he smiled helplessly and gave up.

"Look at him, he's so angry."

The game of the little demon has begun. The third-grade knight was a beautiful and lovely schoolgirl at first sight. Hormones are secreted quickly. As a student of Class A in Grade 3, he is not weak. A few days ago, it just broke through to level 16.

"Little demon classmate. My name is Kent. You can call me senior Kent. Be careful, my gun is very long. Kent, who knows himself, thinks that even if he can't get into the 100th place on the sacred flame list, it is very good to win the favor of a beautiful woman in the competition. It's just that what he said is strange, which is easy to make people emerge.

No, our evil classmate Ling is not happy to hear this. Standing in the ring is my fiancee, the knight**. What is diot? Dare to flirt with my wife? Isn't this looking for death?

Ling Li said to the purple-haired woman who still had no sword on the stage: "Little demon, solve it in three moves."

"Good. Ling Wei. The little demon replied softly. Who doesn't want to show off in front of the people they like? He said that within three moves, in fact, I can do it in one move. The little demon silently made up his mind and waited for the knight's attack.

In the ring, Kent did not ride a horse, so he slowly walked towards the demon with a long gun. He felt the need to deal with the lovely purple-haired woman. When he saw the gentle and watery eyes of the little demon, his heart beat violently. Oh, my God, this is the feeling of love.

She only looked at me and stole my heart. Kent shook his hair in what he thought was the coolest posture and said, "Are you ready? I'm coming." He raised his long gun and waved to the little demon. For fear of accidentally hurting the woman who fell in love in front of him, he controlled this blow very well. As long as he wants, he can change his direction and disperse the gun at any time.

In the face of a mortal profession, these days, killing a strong man of the holy level below level 10 is as easy as killing a chicken. Her body was light, waiting for the other party's attack. Although the speed of the 16th-level knight is fast, it is slow and funny in her eyes. In the eyes of the little demon, the long gun that had been waiting for a century to reach his eyes.

The knight was shocked to see the little demon standing still without response, and was about to be beaten by himself. The confident knight said that I must have taken action too fast to scare her. However, Kent is obviously sentimental and thinks too much. Just as he was about to stop, his chest suddenly shook. Before he could react, a magnificent force lifted the whole thing out. In the blink of an eye, he flew out of the ring covering an acre...

The strength of the kind little demon was well controlled. Although the knight was blown away, he was injured. Kent staggered up and stared at the purple-haired woman who only took half a step on the stage. Only then did I find that I underestimated her.

Kent was beaten out of the ring by the woman, and Kent was ashamed. This confident knight has a sad face. Is this the end of the blow? Last year, he also made fun of his classmates who were blown away by the strong man on the sacred flame list. Unexpectedly, feng shui took turns, and bad luck came to him so quickly. I hope no one pays attention. Kent looked around and found that the venue was so quiet. Looking up, the expressions of the people in the audience were similar to his previous ones.

It turned out that as soon as the little demon came on the stage, her unparalleled temperament had attracted countless male animals. The purple hair with the wind, the ice and jade appearance, and the delicate and graceful figure are enough to conquer those noble masters and warriors who are irresistible to beauty. It is no exaggeration to say that these weak people have not seen the little demon move at all. It's like the knight played juggling and deliberately flew back out.

But like at home, this kind of thing will definitely not happen in the sacred flame competition of Bowen College, so there is only one truth - that is, the strength of the purple-haired woman is unimaginable.

Now Kent will no longer have the face to stay at Bowen College. He wants the face knight to bow his head in shame and run away sadly and indignantly.

The little demon jumped directly from the ring and walked to Ling Li for the unprecedented invitation and said, "Ling Li, am I awesome?"

"Good job." Ling Li smiled and found that the little demon was changing. In the past, she would never have talked to herself like this. If the evil swordsman knows, this is all because of him, and he must fart fiercely. Love is such a wonderful thing!

The following should be Ling Hui in the No. 1 ring. The four walked back talking and laughing. When I walked to the No. 5 ring, I happened to see Zou Qiong on the stage.

"No wonder this guy would say that. It turned out that I had studied the array for a long time and knew that I was in the same ring with him. Do you value me so much? Are you guilty?" Ling Wei said to himself and stood at the No. 5 ring.

Suddenly, the thunderous applause scared Ling Li. It turned out that these people realized the performance of the little demon just now. Little demon, little demon." A faint voice sounded in the audience and became a piece in an instant.

The little demon didn't like this noisy atmosphere. The weak figure timidly leaned on Ling Li's shoulder. Suddenly, he overturned countless vinegar jars.

Zou Qiong's opponent is also a fourth-grade strongman. This is a dragon knight named Rowan. Rown hovered in the air in the flying dragon, looking for a chance to start with a solemn face.

Although the eighth score of Zouqiong's sacred flame list last year has a lot of moisture, he is still like a great enemy. Rowan is a student of Class S of the Gun Department, and last year he was a strong man at the top 20. But how can the realm of the holy step be easily pryed? Otherwise, there will not be so many people, and their lives will only hover at the peak of the mortal level and finally die of depression.

"Zou Qiong! Zou Qiong! Zou Qiong! I love you!" At this time, the slogan of shouting the little demon has passed. Dressed in a exposed female cheerleader, she screamed and scratched. If this swordsman of Bowen College has unlimited potential, if he gets his favor, the pheasant will immediately fly to the wall and become a phoenix.

This is a more direct confession. Most of the women in the blog college are admiring them. The feeling of yearning is overflowing with words.

Zou Qiong's self-confidence swelled. He enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped very much. Looking at the dragon knight flying in the sky and fearing himself, he only felt very funny. Zou Qiong looked up to the sky and said to Luo Wen, "If you don't fight, you don't fight. When are you going to wait?"