Cheng Wulin pushed back: "We still want to ask, why are you here?" ”

Just now he thought that the other party was wearing a very wet rag patchwork dress, and when he walked around the bench and looked carefully, it was because Wu Xianming's shirt was cut along the chest, and there was a narrow wound on the skin at the tangent line from the left armpit to the right armpit, and the blood on the wound had coagulated into dark red. (Book House)

This appearance is not enough to describe in rags, and the slightly embarrassed appearance is incompatible with the church with bright windows.

"How's Jing Cong Garden? Why aren't you over there? Wang Luli was also looking at Wu Xianming, "You didn't go back to the Nether?" ”

"Hey......" It seemed that he had asked the point, Wu Xianming's sharp eyes just now suddenly fell lonely, and the beer can in his hand was pinched and exploded by him, and half of the wine was scattered on the ground.

He said in a deep voice, "I was expelled from Jing Congyuan. ”

"What?" Cheng Wulin and Wang Luli called out at the same time.

Wang Luli's brain was running rapidly. At the juncture when Jing Congyuan's war with the chess pieces had just ended, Wu Xianming was suddenly expelled, it must have been something wrong in the war.

But looking at Wu Xianming's clothes, he should have never returned to the Nether Realm after the battle with the chess pieces.

There is no conflict between appearing on the camera and being expelled, so there is probably only one reason for Wu Xianming to hide away from the school.

Wang Luli pondered for a moment and asked, "Don't you want to see Tu Tingting?" ”

"She's been lobbying all the time...... No one on the other side of Jing Congyuan believed her...... She wants to take me to confront the city lord...... But ......"

Wu Xianming covered his face, blocking the fragile look on his face that had never appeared before: "They said that I betrayed Jing Congyuan...... How can it be...... Why did Lao Tzu betray Jing Congyuan......"

"If the people there don't believe you, you can go back to the Fallen Turbulent Valley. It's a little closer to our school. Cheng Wulin suggested.

"You know what? Jing Cong Garden is my home...... They're all mistaken! Du City Lord! Wang Qian! Li Jianing! His red eyes widened and he viciously called out a list of names.

"Then you're going to prove yourself?" Cheng Wulin was puzzled.

"How to prove it? City Lord Du is my respected eldest brother, and I have never believed his words unconditionally...... He chose to expel me, maybe it really was some mistake I made unintentionally......"

"You feel like you've been wronged, but you're still adamant that they're right? You're ...... too."

"You fucking fuck off!" Wu Xianming yelled at the floor, throwing his hand and slamming the beer can against the wall with a thud.

"You're a fierce fart at me," Cheng Wulin swept the boxes of empty instant noodles and empty beer cans on the ground, and said angrily, "Not only do you not dare to go to Jing Congyuan to resist, but you also dare not face Tu Tingting who is fighting for you." I think you're a bitch, and you don't have any other skills than shouting at us! ”

Wu Xianming squinted his eyes and looked up at Cheng Wulin, panting like an enraged leopard.

Then he suddenly let go of his strength, lowered his eyebrows, and looked at the ground again with blank eyes.

Wu Xianming sighed and looked at his palm, which had been cut by the jar, where a deep wound was bleeding. Bright red blood trickled out and dripped down his elbow to the ground.

"You're right, I'll ......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill running out of the back of his neck, and instinctively put his hand behind his back and clenched his fist, and the long handle of the seal laurel suddenly appeared in his hand.

Scold!

With a tooth-souring sound, the dragon scales sliced into the surface of Laurel's axe, creating a spark.

Wu Xianming kicked and smashed the benches in the front row, rolled to dodge the attack that grazed his neck, and half-knelt on the ground to stare at Cheng Wulin, who suddenly burst into attack.

"Seals, you even have them?" He raised the axe to the level position, staring at the meal card on Cheng Wulin's fingertips with some surprise.

"Didn't you admit it? Aren't you discouraged? Cheng Wulin didn't answer at all, looked down at the other party with indifferent eyes, and asked, "Don't hide if you have the ability!" ”

Under the gaze of Wu Xianming and Wang Luli, he waved his arm violently.

The dragon scales were like a sharp sword, cutting straight towards Wang Luli.

Wu Xianming has been fighting continuously for so many days, and he has not returned to the Nether Realm after the end of the war, not only has he not rested enough but has not eaten anything good, and his strength has dropped several times.

He struggled to wave the laurel.

The sound of the dragon scales was blocked by the laurel, but the remaining momentum was unabated, Wu Xianming puffed up, was carried out by the remaining strength of the dragon scales, and smashed into the altar behind the church with a bang.

"Are you crazy? Hit your mother's head! He jumped out of the ruins of the altar in a bit of a daze, and cursed repeatedly.

Cheng Wulin shot again without saying a word, the dragon scales didn't hit accurately this time, and cut against Wu Xianming's arm on the ground, and the wave of anger lifted him up.

Wu Xianming propped himself on the ground with laurel, panting, a little shocked by Cheng Wulin's ability to use this card. He knew that he was weak now, but the strength that could push him all the way through half the church would never be possible with ordinary seals.

He turned his head to look at Wang Luli who was walking in the shadows: "Can you take care of your family?" ”

Wang Luli has been trying to be a transparent person since just now, and has never intervened in the conversation between Cheng Wulin and Wu Xianming.

Although Cheng Wulin and Wu Xianming have a little temper to deal with, for Wu Xianming, who is languishing at this time, maybe Cheng Wulin's nonsense can still make his fighting spirit ignite.

"I don't care." Hearing Wu Xianming's hurried call, Wang Luli was in a better mood, and the corners of his mouth retreated to the side.

"Damn, you little rabbit cub, I don't want to be arrogant for you?" Wu Xianming gritted his teeth, flipped over violently, and dodged the dragon scales attacked by Wu Lin for the third time.

He jumped from the ruins of the smashed benches, and the laurel axe was raised high and slammed into the church floor.

The whole body of the laurel flashed a faint blue light, and bunches of laurel branches grew from the handle of the axe, but they seemed to be made of soft cotton, and as soon as they reached Cheng Wulin, he was easily trampled under his feet, twisting like an insect.

Wu Xianming was speechless, and said in his heart that he was really planted today, and he had no image at all, and he wanted to cry when he fucked......

Cheng Wulin chuckled: "What about the majestic Instructor Wu?" I see you're ...... now."

Before he could finish speaking, his feet were hooked by a branch, and he lay straight on the ground with an "oops".

Cheng Wulin was speechless, and felt that it was better not to pretend to be slapped in the face than not to pretend......

Wang Luli, who had seen Wu Xianming and the woman in ancient costumes fighting fiercely, raised his eyebrows, and laughed out loud when he looked at the funny fighting style of the two people in front of him.

These two people, one is a novice who has just mastered the seal, and the other is extremely weak and decadent, and their angry fight is actually played out of the turn-based game......

Forget it, let's stop it.

He stepped into the shadows, not wanting to slip on a piece of bench shards under his feet, and lay on his back on the ground.

Wang Luli was speechless, and he joked in his heart that people were really not as good as people......

At this moment, all three of them wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.