This is a sweep for the head of the vermilion!

One more punch and a hard slam in the abdomen.

It's a beating for the lungs of the vermilion!

Xu Xianjiu has served in Guozijian for so long, he has never seen a student riot, and he has never imagined it, the green tendons on his head kept beating, and he shouted at them:

"Stop it!"

But the hundreds of students below were tangled with the guards, and the beating was dusty, and the sun and moon were gone, and no one could hear his voice.

The students couldn't beat the guards, so they went up in batches, one hugging their thighs and the other pulling their hair.

Judges, as soon as the masters get close to the crowd of people who are beating together, they will be pulled into it, and the whole scene will become more and more chaotic after the last moment.

They didn't stop their raised fists at his roar, but they grew fiercer.

Xu Xianjiu helplessly looked at the purple-clothed boy who was standing in a corner, obviously in a riot, but there was still a clear and quiet open space beside him.

Receiving Xu Xijiu's eyes for help, Rong Yi stood there, seeing that Ming Yulong had completed her "revenge", Fang slowly took a step forward, and a warm voice came out of her pale thin lips,

"Let's get it."

Gently clever five words.

It didn't say that you were quiet, you stopped, and you didn't use any internal force to stop it, and what true qi opened the way.

The students who were fighting paused and looked at the man who was smiling quietly, waiting for them to give way.

The blue sky was gradually misty because of the dust, and the man stood in the dust, fresh as the purple lotus of the prosperous era that had just jumped into the water, and the dust had also become a light veil under the curtain.

One by one, they withdrew their hands, withdrew their kicked legs, and as he walked over, they automatically lined up two rows like a tide of water.

"Lingyue!" After the crowd receded, Bai Yiqian saw his sister fall to the ground, and hurriedly helped her up.

Bai Yiqian has martial arts, so when he was besieged by the students, he was not too injured, but his clothes were a little untidy and he looked slightly embarrassed.

But Bai Lingyue was completely different, there were countless black footprints on her elegant bamboo-colored clothes, her originally soft and proud little face was all bruised and swollen, her two eyes were swollen and couldn't be opened at all, and the corners of her mouth were completely cracked, purple and black and swollen.

Ming Yulong only glanced at it, and sighed for Bai Yiqian's eyesight, if it weren't for that dress, she really wouldn't be able to tell that it was Bai Lingyue.

Sausage mouth, pig face, bubble eyes, ha.

Deserve!

Those footprints were not all kicked by her Ming Yulong.

When there was a fight just now, even the female students were not polite.

Who made Bai Lingyue bear the title of the first beauty every day, pretending to be a high and cold style, and bullying other classmates all the time.

The noun of forbearance is not necessarily good-tempered, sometimes there is just no way, what is needed is a flashpoint!

"Ming Yulong, you deliberately took advantage of your personal revenge on my sister and made her look like this!" Bai Yiqian turned his head and rebuked with righteous indignation on his face.

Ming Yulong snorted coldly and said, "Bai Gongzi, there were so many people just now, did you see that I did it?" ”

"It's not you, who else can there be, the person Lingyue rushed at just now is you!" Bai Yiqian glared at Ming Yulong angrily, looking at his movements, if it weren't for holding Bai Lingyue, he would have hacked Ming Yulong to death immediately.

"If she wants to hit me, will I beat her?"