Chapter 51: A Pair of Broken Sleeves

Luo Wushuang was shocked when he heard this, but his face was still unmoving, he just sped up his pace and walked towards the deer platform, Xie Lingyun couldn't keep up for a while, and was busy shouting behind: "Brother Luo, wait for me"

Zhulu platform is similar to a martial arts training platform, built magnificently, the center is a huge martial arts training platform, there is an upstairs for people to watch.

"Everyone, be silent!" Ning Huhe stood on top of the martial arts training platform, and the sound he made was like a tiger's roar.

Most of the students plucked their ears uncomfortably, Luo Wushuang knew that Ning Huhe was angry and dantian Yungong spoke, Luo Wushuang also pretended to have no internal strength like other students, and also plucked his ears with his hands.

"Early this morning, there are thieves who try to force their way into the Qingming Pavilion to steal the test questions, and now the thieves have been injured by the old man and escaped, and the whole hospital has entered the search stage, whether it is a prince or a nobleman or a poor student, once it is confirmed, he will be forever deprived of the qualification to enter the White Deer Academy, Wangqing is self-respecting!" Ning Huhe said with an iron face.

"Now, after the deliberation of several masters, it has been decided that the assessment will begin in an hour, and the students will go back to the wing room to prepare, and they must be neatly dressed." Ning Huhe continued to explain.

"Yes." The students replied in unison.

On the way back between Luo Wushuang and Xie Lingyun, they still heard the whispered discussion. When Luo Wushuang and Xie Lingyun pushed the door in, Hua Yunzheng was lying on the recliner with a lazy face.

"Why did Brother Hua come back so quickly?" After Xie Lingyun closed the door, he stepped forward and asked.

Hua Yunzheng didn't even raise his eyelids, naturally it was impossible to answer Xie Lingyun, it was supposed to be a shop for twenty people, but only Hua Yunzheng, Luo Wushuang and Xie Lingyun were left, and the others were afraid of the power of Helan Chunlan's party, so they all moved out overnight, and would rather work in other wings than share a room with Luo Wushuang, for fear of being implicated. Luo Wushuang felt that he had fallen quietly.

Luo Wushuang suddenly smelled a trace of blood, very faint, almost nothing, but she was rolling in the bloody wind and rain these days, so she was naturally very sensitive.

Luo Wushuang raised his eyes and looked at Hua Yunzheng, Hua Yunzheng felt Luo Wushuang's gaze, looked up at each other, and his cold gaze was glued to Luo Wushuang. Luo Wushuang smiled, looked away, packed his luggage and washed up first.

When the door creaked and was pushed open, Luo Wushuang was just finished washing up, and was about to bring the water out, when Ning Huhe came in with a group of people and said, "Search carefully for the old man, and never let go of any black sheep who try to break the rules of Bailu Academy." ”

Luo Wushuang blinked slightly, hugged his fists and greeted Ning Huhe, Xie Lingyun was a little frightened by Ning Huhe's anger, and after seeing that Luo Wushuang was stable and comfortable, he also calmed down and said hello to Ning Huhe, the shooter.

Ning Huhe nodded with a calm face, but Hua Yunzheng was still lying lazily on the recliner with a meaningless expression. Ning Huhe looked at Hua Yunzheng, and his thick eyebrows kept tangled together.

"What's that student's name?" Ning Huhe said gloomily.

"If you shoot back at the master, he is Brother Hua" Xie Lingyun was a little hesitant when he spoke, and felt that he should not call Hua Yunzheng Brother Hua to his master, so he hesitated for a while.

As Ning Huhe's face became darker and darker, Luo Wushuang replied calmly: "If you go back to your master, it is Hua Yunzheng who entered the courtyard together. ”

Ning Huhe nodded, he suddenly stared at Hua Yunzheng, and gradually walked towards Hua Yunzheng, Luo Wushuang saw a few drops of blood dripping under the rattan chair where Hua Yunzheng was lying, and at the same time walked towards Hua Yunzheng, stepped on the place where the blood dropped, pushed Hua Yunzheng, and said: "The shooter is here, get up and salute quickly." ”

Hua Yunzheng opened his eyes at this time, and the pair of black pupils were even brighter under the pale face, almost as if he wanted to see through people's hearts.

"Ahem," Hua Yunzheng covered his mouth and coughed.

Ning Huhe looked at such a beautiful and weak young man, his brows were almost squeezed into a heap, he waved his hand a little bored, and said, "Okay, be careful yourself." After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Seeing this, Hua Yunzheng's head that was still down just now raised up, looked at Ning Hu Hu's back and smiled, and turned his sleeves, Luo Wushuang did not miss the blood stains stained between Hua Yunzheng's sleeves.

Luo Wushuang suddenly grabbed Hua Yunzheng's wrist, Hua Yunzheng looked at Luo Wushuang and smiled brightly, and did not break free, but said to Xie Lingyun: "Lingyun, I seem to have left my folding fan on the deer platform, can you help me find it?"

Xie Lingyun looked at the tense situation between Luo Wushuang and the others, and scratched the back of his head a little at a loss, but finally nodded and said with a smile: "I'll go and help you find it, Yun Zheng, you can rest assured." ”

After Xie Lingyun went out, Hua Yunzheng gently broke away from Luo Wushuang and turned his sleeves, his expression and posture were very similar to a drama on stage, which was very exciting.

Luo Wushuang saw it but was unmoved, and sneered: "Today's Qingming Pavilion is your handiwork, Brother Hua?"

Hua Yunzheng covered his mouth and smiled lightly, the corners of his eyes looked different and charming, and he said, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Luo Wushuang finally understood why Hua Yunzheng kept a frosty face, this young man's smile was so charming. He seems to be a natural actor, no, it is more suitable to say that he is a demon, there is no need to be pretentious, just exude charm between his hands and feet.

"Hmph, if you do it, do it cleanly, don't bother others in vain." Luo Wushuang said.

"Are you worried about that silly boy, huh?" Hua Yunzheng stood up and faced Luo Wushuang.

"What does it have to do with me?" Luo Wushuang also smiled back.

"It's late," Hua Yunzheng fell softly towards Luo Wushuang.

When Luo Wushuang was about to push Hua Yunzheng in his arms open, the door creaked open, and as Luo Wushuang expected, all this was arranged, and he had unknowingly fallen into the trap of others.

Luo Wushuang didn't want to admit defeat, but her anger was completely ignited, she pushed Hua Yunzheng away, but Hua Yunzheng pulled Luo Wushuang and fell to the rattan chair behind her, Luo Wushuang struggled, Hua Yunzheng gently leaned on Luo Wushuang's ear and said, "I have seen your person, in Qingming Pavilion"

With just this sentence, Luo Wushuang stopped struggling, she looked up at Hua Yunzheng, and asked coldly, "What do you want?"

"I just want you to shut up," Hua Yunzheng finished speaking, tilting his head slightly to get closer to Luo Wushuang's cheek. From the perspective of the people who came in, Luo Wushuang was kissing Hua Yunzheng, and the hostility and murderous consciousness that burst out of the eyes of the two were invisible to others.

"It turned out to be a broken sleeve, and I still think highly of you." Helan Chunlan's words were full of disgust.

"Hey, yesterday was still a filial son of a noble and humble family, and I didn't expect to learn the tricks of those broken portals after only one night." He Liqing said disdainfully.

"Southern Barbarian!" Cui Shangwu gritted his teeth and said, as if he was still indignant about the injury on his face.

"Let's go quickly, don't let these things pickle our eyes" Cao Muyun couldn't face the two men hugging each other.

"In a hurry to leave?" Luo Wushuang propped his arms and got up to leave Hua Yunzheng.

"You!" Cao Muyun scolded.

Luo Wushuang wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, as if he had wiped off the rouge lipstick left by his lover after a romantic affair, and then slowly smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, took a few steps forward and smiled slightly: "What are the few noble sons here for?"

"It's okay now." Helan Chunlan snorted coldly.

After speaking, the four of them walked out of the wing room quickly, afraid of being contaminated with the ambiguous atmosphere in the room. Luo Wushuang said loudly: "Slow down and don't send it." ”