Chapter 1551 If You Don't Leave, I Won't Give up (159)

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With this soul-calling spell, the ghosts who were originally killed by him responded one after another, surrounded him, and began to tear him apart.

Wen Ting was originally a person who was not afraid of the sky, but when he saw the ghosts he had killed, standing in front of him one by one, accusing him and beating him, he became afraid.

"Kill me, kill me now!"

He yelled at Long Zhutian and Yang Zimei who were leaving.

"How could we possibly commit murder for you? Don't be naive."

Yang Zimei sneered, "Those people you have killed will naturally kill you."

It was only then that Wen Ting realized that what was really scary might not be Long Zhutian, but her who looked beautiful and harmless to humans and animals.

Seeing Long Zhutian's heavy heart, Yang Zimei hurriedly took his hand and rested his head on his shoulder, "Zutian, are you still worried?"

"Um."

Long Zhutian nodded and clenched her hand.

"Don't worry, don't forget, I've cultivated to the point where I'm approaching the realm of a god. Even if I get hurt, I can heal myself."

Yang Zimei deliberately said lightly, "It's you instead, you will be even more dangerous without the peach wood card."

"Even if you can heal yourself, the injury still hurts. If the shot just happened to hit your head, with the strength of Wen Ting, it can completely blast your head."

Long Zhutian looked at her cute little head.

How can such a head be blasted like a watermelon?

"Hee hee, don't I have to wear a helmet to go out in the future?"

Yang Zimei asked with a smile on purpose.

Long Zhutian's eyes lit up.

Yang Zimei sweated, "Don't you really want me to go out with a helmet on?"

"Have the idea."

Long Zhutian wrapped her tightly, "You wear a helmet when you go out, there are many benefits. First, it can prevent people from getting headshots, and second, it can prevent so many men from staring at you."

Yang Zimei stuck out her tongue, "Why do I think there are more women looking at you slyly?"

Just now, Long Zhutian's tumbling to save Yang Zimei and his instant defeat of Wen Ting were seen by many passers-by.

Those female passers-by saw Long Zhutian as handsome and mighty as in a movie, and all of them were so obsessed with staring at Long Zhutian that they refused to blink.

"He's amazing. Although he has broken an arm, he looks more masculine."

"Hmm, similar to Yang Guo, so handsome and cool!"

"If I had such a boyfriend, I would have no regrets in death."

"You better stop daydreaming. Didn't you see a little dragon girl standing beside her? Just look at the hairy nympho."

"Damn little dragon girl, she just has pale skin, she doesn't have any special features, she's not worthy of that Yang Guo at all."

A fashionably dressed woman who spoke foul language looked at Yang Zimei disdainfully, and said to her companion, "It's such a pity for such a handsome man to match her."

"Pfft, is it right for you?"

Her bad friend snorted, "You better go home and look in the mirror."

"Go away, do you hurt your friends like this? No matter what, I am also the school flower of our school after all."

"Anyway, our school is also known as an engineering college without beauties. If you just look good enough, people will judge you as the school beauty. But look at her, even in a liberal arts college with so many beautiful women, you can still be a school girl. School flower."

"Ahhhh-"

The woman yelled frantically, and reached out to pinch her companion's neck, "It's too much, how can you damage your friend's ambition to grow others like this?"

"Friends are all for damage, what's more, you are born to be damaged!"

"Go away, you're in a loss!"

The two frolicked together.

Yang Zimei looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but miss her good friends Xia Mo and Lan Yaya, the two bad friends.

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