Chapter 1997 Yun Qingyan's Single Tournament (1)

"After breaking through the barrier with Shengyuan Continent, we have to face more and more pressure to run a school.

You have to understand our helplessness. "Nie Zhao had a hypocritical and melancholy look on his face.

Why didn't she realize that the vice president was actually a slick old fritter?

Yun Qingyan twitched the corners of her mouth and found a women's style that matched her body shape - these clothes were completely customized according to everyone's size, and it was premeditated at first sight.

As he walked to the compartment in the box with his clothes, Yun Qingyan squinted and smiled and looked at Nie Zhao, "My family, Yun Jiu, is also very interested in chatting with the vice president about you alone... helpless."

Yun Jiu? Nie Zhao captured the meaning of these two words in his mind, and suddenly thought of... That honorable man, Dafa Yu, wouldn't he just call him Ninth Brother?

He suddenly felt a shudder in his heart, and stretched out Erkang's hand, "Yun Qingyan, wait! We have something to say!"

"Bang!" has been closed.

Nie Zhao lost his soul...

He had been beaten so badly by Emperor Jiuque in the First Academy, but now he has a headache when he thinks of Emperor Jiuque.

When Yun Qingyan came out, everyone looked at her one by one.

The close-fitting outfit outlines a bumpy figure.

The lower body has a leaf-like hem with tassels, like a skirt design, but it is not as bad for movement as a skirt, but because of its special design, it is very convenient.

And the pants are worn in the hem, so there is no need to worry about the problem of running out.

The fur design on the collar and cuffs eases the arrogance between the brows.

The cute fluff set off that fair and delicate little face with a little girly youthful atmosphere.

It was only then that everyone slowly realized that Yun Qingyan was just a teenage girl, not an omnipotent existence whose gender and age were blurred in their hearts.

Seeing everyone staring at him non-stop, Yun Qingyan raised his eyebrows, "Have you seen enough?"

The cold voice brought everyone back to their senses.

Xing Lan's little face was excited, she yelled at Chao Yun Qingyan to rush over, and directly buried her little face into Yun Qingyan's chest,

"Sister Yun! You are so cute and cute!"

Yun Qingyan raised his eyebrows.

she? Cute...is there a mistake?

In her previous life and in this life, she had nothing to do with these two words.

Huo Yichen clenched his fist and coughed lightly, then retorted, "Yun Qingyan is cute? Are you blind?"

Yun Qingyan squeezed her fist, although she also felt that she had nothing to do with the word cute, but what should I do now that I really want to beat Huo Yichen?

Huo Yichen didn't seem to notice the crisis, so he pouted, "But she does look like a woman."

Yun Qingyan: "..."

Baili Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled, "It looks good."

"Yes, yes. This dress is pretty as long as you don't read the words on the back." Fatty Yu agreed.

Yun Qingyan waved her hand, "You guys also hurry up and change, the game is about to start."

Her eyes fell on the huge French window, where the host was already holding the opening ceremony.

"Welcome everyone to our peak competition, this competition is..." The following was a series of greetings and introductions as usual, including greetings to several referees and the lord of Tongtian City.

Although the process was very boring, the practitioners who watched the game also watched with great interest.

After all, these high-level masters are rarely seen by ordinary practitioners.

Yun Qingyan glanced at the VIP seat where most of the judges were sitting, and found that Gong Moxi was not there.

"For this match, we have arranged the match order according to the drawing order.

However, our special guest decided to add a warm-up match to warm up the atmosphere. "