Chapter 3 You Can't Climb High!
"Crack..."
There seemed to be a cracking sound in the arena.
Everyone in Qingxuan Academy seemed to hear the sound of their worldview shattering.
This, this... Is this still the cowardly young lady of the Yun family?
Where did such a vicious person come from? Just a word makes people vomit blood!
"You!" Su Ling was so angry that she couldn't speak, she said inwardly, "Yun Qingyan, you'd better admit defeat now! Otherwise, I won't let you go."
"If you have time to bark, why don't you go streaking!"
Carelessly digging out his ears, the corners of Yun Qingyan's mouth curved maliciously, and the whip in his hand flew over again nimbly.
"Clap clap clap!"
A few crisp sounds.
The fragile fringed spruce on Su Ling's body was finally overwhelmed, and pieces fell off.
Large areas of fair skin were exposed, and a red apron embroidered with big red peony was extremely conspicuous, and the arrogant twin peaks made the blood boil!
A pair of wolf-like eyes fell on Su Ling, and her skin became hot.
Although the Bei'an Kingdom respects martial arts, the reputation of women is still extremely important.
Especially...she was also born into a big family!
The more respected the family, the more attention paid to the reputation.
Done! It's all over!
Su Ling's face was hideous, and he almost swallowed Yun Qingyan alive, "Yun Qingyan, you have to die!!"
"You don't have to worry about this, Miss Su. The scourge has left a thousand years." Yun Qingyan raised the corners of her lips lazily, showing one part evil and three parts romantic.
Everyone is speechless...
Are you saying that you are evil?
Yun Qingyan, is it really crazy?
Just when Yun Qingyan was about to lift the whip again, Su Ling finally learned to be smart this time.
Taking advantage of Yun Qingyan's lack of motivation to unload her chin again, Su Ling hurriedly said—
"I surrender!"
"Cut! It's so boring."
Throwing the whip to Su Ling, Yun Qingyan clapped her hands and walked off the stage gently.
Her dark eyes swept across the audience watching her lively under the stage with a smile that was not a smile.
Along the way, those who touched her eyes retracted their heads involuntarily, as if she were some kind of flood monster.
Among the crowd... Quietly, a road was separated.
The girl who was in a state of embarrassment and with vertical and horizontal welts on her body walked over in blood, but she was like a pine and cypress standing in the cold wind, proud and unyielding.
When passing a hundred miles of clear snow, Yun Qingyan paused.
She didn't forget that the original owner was competing with Su Ling for this man.
For a man who doesn't have her in his heart at all... heh.
"I won." Yun Qingyan's gaze finally landed on Baili Qingxue after swept over Lin Wanyue, whose face was stunned.
"Qingxue he..." Lin Wanyue on the side squeezed her handkerchief and wanted to speak.
But Yun Qingyan's sharp gaze suddenly made her stop, and a cold drink exploded in her ear, "Shut up!"
The second half of Lin Wanyue's words were stuck in her throat like this, her face was flushed red, but in order to maintain her gentle image, she couldn't be mad at Yun Qingyan.
Baili Qingxue frowned slightly and wanted to speak, but was cut off by the clear female voice.
"Don't worry, I didn't ask you to be responsible, and I didn't ask you to marry me." With a wave of his hand, Yun Qingyan frowned, smiling like an innocent girl, but the bottom of those eyes were deep ridicule and contempt.
"I won't pester you in the future." The girl smiled brightly, with a lively tone, as if to say, have you eaten today.
An inexplicable feeling gradually spread in Baili Qingxue's heart, like reluctance or something else, making him a little breathless.
Looking at Baili Qingxue's expression, Yun Qingyan groaned in her heart, held her head high, and said in a proud tone, "Today you ignore me, tomorrow, I will make you unable to stand tall!
Baili Qingxue, see you in the Great Competition a year later! "
(Lightning Avoidance: The original owner and the current owner are separate souls, but they are actually the same person. Now they are fused, not occupying the body.)