Chapter 122 The First Appearance of the Killing God (2)
Anyway, it has long been regarded as woody, and the subconscious mind of this body is also happy to see it.
It's the subconscious mind, rather it's the original owner's remaining soul. Qu Yizhao touched his chin, his eyes were arrogant and arrogant, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.
With a slight movement of footsteps, the figure was like an illusion, illusory and indistinct like a ghost, and Qu Yizhao's figure instantly disappeared from the sight of Cheng Mu and the group of punks from the Sports Middle School.
Just when everyone was confused, Qu Yizhao appeared behind Cheng Mu without a sound, like a hunter in the dark who came and went without a trace.
Cheng Mu only felt a chill extending from his spine to the back of his neck, he couldn't help but choked on his saliva, and then he saw his group of cronies pinching him nervously, no, they should be looking behind him.
Before Cheng Mu could turn his head to see what was going on, his eyes went dark and he passed out.
Qu Yizhao looked at the young man lying on the ground contemptuously, and curled his mouth in disdain, she didn't even display half of her strength.
It's too careless.
Qu Yizhao raised her eyebrows and looked at the group of youthful young men, the oldest of whom were no more than eighteen years old. She twisted her neck arrogantly and arrogantly. She couldn't help but think that she used to be the instructor of a group of undisciplined gangsters. .
How did she do it? One by one, they stepped into the mud with their proud strength and individual combat ability.
To put it simply, Qu Yizhao beat them all to the ground, that's right, one person against a team, and beat them so that they couldn't stand up.
She licked her lips, her brain was about to burn out with excitement, but Qu Yizhao didn't care, she squinted her eyes, enjoying everything about the battle.
But... the next picture is not easy for Xiaoxiao to see!
Qu Yizhao didn't look back, she held her neck high, like an undefeated god of war, she was worried that her over-excited appearance would scare Su Xiaoyan.
"Smile, close your eyes."
With a hoarse and deep voice full of inexplicable excitement and throbbing, Su Xiaoyan looked at Qu Yizhao's back, which was dazzling and crazy that she had never seen before.
Is this person... really Qu Yichao?
Su Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, thinking, and then smiled self-deprecatingly, who else could this person be if not Qu Yizhao? I was really stunned.
Although he kept complaining in his heart, Su Xiaoyan closed his eyes obediently.
The relationship between Qu Yizhao and Su Xiaoyan is not just a simple relationship of crush or redemption.
Su Xiaoyan absolutely trusted Qu Yizhao, even if Qu Yizhao asked Su Xiaoyan to jump off the cliff, Su Xiaoyan would jump off the cliff without saying a word.
Seeing Su Xiaoyan close her eyes, Qu Yizhao grinned, showing her big white teeth, but her appearance was no less than a beast in the eyes of those gangsters.
Just when the punks were startled by Qu Yizhao's actions, Qu Yizhao had already arrived at a punk's side with lightning speed.
"Wait, when will you arrive..."
The little bastard yelled in panic, but before he finished speaking, he felt a sudden pain in the back of his neck, followed by pain and numbness.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes went dark, and the little gangster fell heavily on the ground in the same posture as Cheng Mu.
Qu Yizhao lightly kicked the legs of the punk who fell on the ground with her toes. She stroked her hair, and found that the rest of the punks were looking at her like monsters.