Yes, it's soft, and that's what people don't understand......

I also began to guess what went wrong!

This is a very meaningful admissions meeting...... If you can enter the inner disciples, you will naturally have a bright future...... This is for the students!

But as a few people on stage, why is it the same? If there is a beginner disciple with outstanding ability, he will definitely be a few points superior in Lingshan Academy!

Therefore, the relationship between master and apprentice is the same!

It is said that the dragon bowl in Long Qingqing's hand shone with a soft light, making the entire ring instantly peaceful! This is also the biggest reliance on the dragon bowl to subdue demons and eliminate demons!

Because the demons and monsters are all full of anger, what they are most afraid of is not to counter violence with violence, but to overcome rigidity with softness......

Originally, Long Qingqing thought well, Feng Wumo might be a high-level monster, but he was also afraid of their natural enemies, wasn't he?

But he never expected that the light of the dragon bowl was all shining on him, but the other party still treated it indifferently, and there was no discomfort at all......

"You're not a youkai?" Long Qingqing was a little surprised, couldn't help frowning, and at the same time asked the words in his heart!

"Who sued you that this king is a demon?" Feng Wumo couldn't laugh or cry when she heard Long Qingqing's words! What does this girl mean? I have long said that I am not a monster, but this girl still uses this broken bowl to collect herself...... Do you still think that you can't fool her to play?

Long Qingqing's brows furrowed even more when she heard Feng Wumo's words......

The expressions on his faces are also unpredictable and unpredictable......

Besides, the people in the audience had already vaguely guessed that this bowl would definitely not be an ordinary bowl when they saw that the broken bowl that everyone looked down on just now could emit such a light...... There are so many treasures on the saint's body, and even a bowl is probably a big deal!!

It's just that at the same time, I began to wonder what kind of bowl it was, and why did the saint use the bowl to deal with King Feng?

When everyone was thinking, Long Qingqing put away the dragon bowl and stood quietly aside! looked at Feng Wumo intently!

The ring became quiet again, and the two became unable to hold each other again!

"You said that Miss Ben made thirty moves?" Long Qingqing looked at Feng Wumo and asked!

"Yes!" The other party was slightly stunned, but nodded in confirmation!

"Don't fight back?" Long Qingqing continued to ask!

"Yes!" Feng Wumo was a little unsure of what kind of medicine Long Qingqing was selling in the gourd, but he believed that Long Qingqing couldn't make any trouble! In that case, let this second girl have fun!

"You're going to run away!" Long Qingqing looked at Feng Wumo faintly and said! The words are full of sighs!

Hearing Long Qingqing's words, Feng Wumo couldn't help but twitch a little......

How? Do you think this king is standing there and letting you beat you and play? Girl, are you sure you're not thinking too much!

When Feng Wumo was still messy in the wind, Long Qingqing took out a rope from the space at a lightning speed, and when everyone was still in the surprised stage, the rope flew towards Feng Wumo, and suddenly trapped Feng Wumo strongly!

"Then you won't be able to escape!" Long Qingqing looked at Feng Wumo who was tied up and said with satisfaction!

Tut-tut, isn't it okay to fight at will when you are tied up?

Feng Wumo looked at the rope on his body and was a little speechless... There are also a few black lines on the forehead!

Everyone was speechless for a while......

What does this saint mean? Do you want to tie up and beat people? Everyone was a little sympathetic to King Feng's situation......

Long Qingqing didn't care what others thought, he walked directly in front of Feng Wumo, and raised a big smile, even if he covered it with a veil, he could still see from a pair of watery eyes how happy Long Qingqing was now!

For that smile, Feng Wumo didn't break free of the rope......

Long Qingqing laughed as he lifted his foot and slammed it on Feng Wumo's calf......

"Two moves!" When Feng Wumo seemed to be about to get angry, Long Qingqing's crisp voice sounded, and it also resounded throughout the audience......

But no, King Feng said that he would make thirty moves for the saint! Tut, King Feng, you're too hard......

Feng Wumo was calm, his face was light, and there was no trace of annoyance...... This makes many people puzzled, doesn't they all say that King Feng has a violent temperament? It doesn't look like that way now...... Looks like a lot of love!!

"You don't know how to count?" Feng Wumo's magnetic voice was a little more hoarse!

"You don't know how to count, your whole family can't count!" Long Qingqing glared at Feng Wumo, hum, as a former illiterate, this sentence is the uncovering wound of Hongguoguo!

"Don't worry, the writing of this king's whole family is very good, and as for the numbers, they are naturally recognized! It's just that if you know how to count, how can you say that you only have two tricks? Feng Wumo raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Long Qingqing and said! No irritation at all!

“？？？” Long Qingqing was a little puzzled......

"You use the dragon bowl for a move, you use the rope for a move, you ...... Kicking the king can be regarded as a trick! Feng Wumo seems to be in a good mood, and counts them one by one!

This made Long Qingqing blush slightly......

"Hmph, three moves are three moves!" Long Qingqing was a little annoyed and angry!

kicked Feng Wumo's body a few times and let out a vicious breath, and then stomped on his feet fiercely......

Everyone in the audience began to gasp......

What's wrong with these two people...... Tsk, sparks......

It's just that it's a spark of hatred...... Wait a minute, will King Feng go directly to the tender death, this holy woman who doesn't know whether to live or die?

"Twenty-nine, what are you going to do with the last move?" There are a few more footprints on Feng Wu's flaming red clothes...... Looks a little more wolf bèi!

Long Qingqing stood aside with a slight pant......

Why is it that there are already twenty-nine moves, and I haven't beaten it yet......

The last move naturally couldn't be wasted, Long Qingqing raised his fist and beckoned to Feng Wumo's face......

The audience was stunned again, and the cool breeze was blowing......

Your Highness, do you want that! Are you really not afraid of the rhythm of death?

When everyone was praying for King Feng, Long Qingqing's fist did not fall on King Feng's handsome face, not that Long Qingqing 'pity the fragrance and cherish the jade', but that he felt that everything was wrapped in some power...... Can't greet at all!

"Didn't you say that you would be beaten while standing for thirty moves?" Feng Wumo said with a faint smile! The rope on his body also fell to the ground at once......

The red light flashed, and the footprints on Feng Wumo's body disappeared completely...... It's still the man in red, and his body is clean......

Long Qingqing's eyes widened, and she was stunned when she looked at Feng Wumo...... It's like I'm scared of something!