The headband was the last thing her mother left her, and although she was still young at the time, she vaguely remembered that her mother once said, "A girl's hair can only be combed by a man in her life." ”

This little thief is not so bold that he dares to touch her hair!

Feng Qingjiu chased after him and scolded loudly: "If you run again, don't blame me for being unkind!"

Although she hasn't been able to create those hidden weapons in the Xuanming Pavilion, she is still sure to make this little thief suffer a little by hitting the stones with her cold hands!

Ye Ling Xiao nodded and crossed a low tree, and when he heard Feng Qingjiu's words, the corners of his mouth were evilly hooked.

The little girl has a big temper!

He came to Sunset Academy to come to Long Piao, but he didn't expect to be suddenly disrupted by her. Who is not polite to whom, it is not certain!

Seeing that he didn't mean to stop, Feng Qingjiu reached out and took out a smooth stone from his waist, and shot it out with his cold hand: "Stop me!"

Ahead, after Ye Ling Xiao crossed a grassy slope, he suddenly turned his head, rolled on the ground, and landed on the edge of a cliff.

It's so dangerous, if it deviates even one inch, this stone will break his knee!

Feng Qingjiu also chased after him, standing three meters away from him, hiding between his cold fingers behind his back, and pinching a stone, after seeing the appearance of the little thief, she was surprised for a moment, and then immediately turned a cold face: "It's you, return the hairband to me!"

Ye Lingxiao threw the stone that he had narrowly caught just now, put his hands around his chest, and seemed to smile: "Little girl, you are really ruthless, if this stone hits my knee, my leg will be wasted!"

"Don't talk nonsense, return the hairband to me!" Feng Qingjiu pulled the posture away.

Ye Ling Xiao didn't care: "You want a hairband?" Okay, let's make an exchange, you return the master to me, and I will return your hairband, how about it?"

Feng Qingjiu was stunned for a moment: "During the competition, you personally said that whoever wins will be able to be the master's disciple." ”

"I regret it now. Ye Ling Xiao ruffian smiled: "This hairband is very important to you, how about it, do you want to think about it, otherwise, I will take it-" He suddenly stopped, smiled evilly, raised the hairband in his hand, and stood on the edge of the cliff.

As soon as he let go, the headband would float down.

"You dare!" Feng Qingjiu's momentum suddenly changed suddenly, making Ye Ling Xiao in front of him stunned for a moment.

In the next second, Feng Qingjiu had already released the martial spirit, and rushed towards him like the wind.

"Hey, little girl, you're really here!" Ye Ling Xiao quickly took back the headband, and shouted while dodging in a hurry: "Obviously you robbed my master, and you are so fierce!"

The movements in Feng Qingjiu's hands did not stop at all, one move after another: "Don't talk nonsense, Master, I won't let it go to you!"

Ye Ling Xiao dodged, and also released his martial spirit White Tiger: "Little girl, you are so fierce, be careful that you can't marry in the future!"

"Give me back the headband!"

Feng Qing's nine moves were sharp, and Ye Ling Xiao gradually became serious.

I didn't expect that the little girl was only three days old, and she had an extra soul ring of a five-hundred-year-old spirit beast, and it was still a rare purple magic Jiao, it seemed that this master, he had to snatch it back!

But he didn't really want to throw the headband down, he just wanted to discuss with the little girl if he could change the master.

At the beginning, he came to Sunset Academy from Xuanyue City just to be able to worship Long Piaopiao as a teacher. The teacher once said that after leaving Xuanyue City, *** twilight to find Long Piaopiao, there is no better master than her.

But now Feng Qingjiu refuses to discuss at all, and the original forbearance in Ye Ling Xiao's heart is not at all.

But he accidentally touched his lips, and this tigress hit him with all his tricks, and he was not a soft and cute white rabbit at all!

After the two struggled, Feng Qingjiu began to struggle a little.

She was only at level 10, and even if she had the spirit ring of the Purple Demon Jiao, she would not be able to beat Ye Ling Xiao who had two spirit rings.

Seeing that her face was flushed and beads of sweat were already overflowing on her face, Ye Lingxiao stopped and stepped back a few meters to look at her: "You can't beat me!"

Feng Qingjiu didn't speak, secretly transported out the Netherworld Mind Method, his fingers were covered with ice, and he rushed over again with all his spiritual power.

Once when I was in the Xuanming Pavilion, Master said that the things that must be guarded in this world are all about gambling with life.

She has lost her parents and can only make her own armor.

The murderous aura came to his face, and Ye Ling Xiao was suddenly startled, and he had already seen Feng Qingjiu's heart of breaking the net.

Behind him was a cliff, and there was no way back. But if he received Feng Qingjiu's full blow, he was afraid that he would still fall off this cliff.

It's okay if a master is gone, but he can't lose his life!

Ye Ling Xiao almost didn't have time to think, and when Feng Qingjiu was about to hit his spirit ring, he instantly raised the hairband: "Give it back to you!"

Feng Qing stopped dangerously, pulled the hairband hard, strode back a meter, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blow just now was too hard, and she temporarily retracted it, which had already messed up the spiritual power in her body.

"Master, Master, I won't give it back to you. Feng Qingjiu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and covered his chest to stabilize his body.

Ye Ling Xiao's face was also dark and ugly, and he looked at her half angrily and half complicated: "Feng Qingjiu, you are a madman!"

Feng Qingjiu's face was cold, and her little face was full of maturity that did not match her age: "So, if you don't provoke me in the future, crazy people don't want to die!"

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After resting for one night, the churning qi and blood in Feng Qingjiu's body had subsided.

She had been in a coma for three days, and the academy had already assigned classes to the newly admitted students. Although Long Piaopiao is her master, there are some entry-level courses that she still needs to go to the classroom to study.

The freshman class was small, with only seven students.

Feng Qingjiu finished the morning class in the classroom, took his small package and went to the student dormitory.

Since there were only seven students, the college was allocated only one room for eight people. Feng Qingjiu didn't react, but the boys who were in the same class as her all looked disgusted.

Feng Qingjiu understands in her heart, after all, teenage boys only like to be more powerful than anyone at this age, and where will they take care of any little girl.

But as long as they don't mess with her, she won't care about them.

But that's what she thinks, but the boys don't.

"Feng Qingjiu, when you enter our dormitory in the future, you will call me the boss, do you know?" Wang Guan, who took the lead, blocked her in front of her with a body that was a head taller than Feng Qingjiu, and raised his chin as if he was showing off his might.

Feng Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and lightly spit out three words: "Little brat." ”

"Who do you say is the little kid," Wang Guan suddenly widened his eyes, "Our dormitory all relies on strength to speak, whoever is capable is the boss." If you're not convinced, do you dare to try it with me?"

Feng Qingjiu put down his burden and looked at him seriously: "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Wang Guan glanced at her with disdain: "Don't think that if you are a girl, I will keep my subordinates-"

With a "boom", Wang Guan, who had not finished speaking, was kicked out by Feng Qingjiu and hit the bed board, making a muffled sound.

"You, you sneak attack..."

Feng Qingjiu raised his fist: "Are you still fighting?"

Wang Guan suddenly shrank in fright, covering his head: "No, don't fight, don't fight." ”

Feng Qingjiu clapped his hands and looked at the other boys around him. The boys backed away and made way for her.

Feng Qingjiu walked to the window and picked the bed closest to the wall. It was the best bed in the dormitory, and she reached out to sweep the sheets and was about to sit down when a voice suddenly sounded outside the dormitory door.

"I'm sorry, that bed is mine!"