Damn, the mouth of the little cheap hoof is quite poisonous.

Cao Pengfei was about to scold back, but he was shocked to find that his five senses seemed to be out of order, his mouth was empty and he couldn't make a sound, and the switchblade in his hand was obviously stabbing Wu Qianman's neck, but he couldn't aim at all.

On the contrary, he was stabbed to his heart by Wu Qianman with one hand!

Blood, gushing out along the compass.

Cao Pengfei watched in horror that he was fatally injured by a weak girl in high school who had never looked down on him.

And that's not all.

Xi Zuer, who had always been innocent and didn't talk much, suddenly said to himself in the air: "It seems that something is missing?" Oh, glass slag? ”

She casually took the glass kettle in the hand of a boy and threw it at the jujube tree as if very casually.

The next second.

Countless shattered glass shards rebounded on the jujube trees and stabbed towards Cao Pengfei and Yao Dazhuang.

The longest piece of glass, coincidentally, pierced straight into the wound of Cao Pengfei's heart, deep and ruthless, with barbed thorns!

The little crow is called a musician.

Hehe, the ancestors banned the words and fixed the operation as fierce as a tiger, creating such a relaxed environment for Wu Qianmanzha people, which is equivalent to cheating in the exam and giving the answers, without such a reluctance.

Wait, why did the ancestors make some glass slag in one more move?

Isn't it cooking, and you have to sprinkle sesame seeds and green onions on it to decorate?

The little crow smiled and laughed, and suddenly couldn't laugh.

Wipe!

The ancestors are angry with boys, right? The person who hit the boy's car in Qingcheng Mountain was the one Yao Dazhuang and Cao Pengfei were looking for, right!

Ancestor, you are a boy, are you ...... Is that that meaning?

Xi Zuer glanced at the little crow: "The ancestor protects the cubs he made, and it is righteous. ”

Little Crow: "......" Ahem, ahem, ahem!

Okay, if you're happy!

Cao Pengfei was lying on the ground, dying, his tongue was not his own, he couldn't say a word, for the first time in his life, his face showed a look of fear.

The vocational school students he brought were even more horrified, and they didn't even care about him, and they ran back through the back door one by one.

Yao Dazhuang lost his backer, and the boys in the Donghai class looked at Wu Qianman with fear, and they stood motionless in the jujube forest and didn't dare to move, for fear that Wu Qianman would be unhappy and tie them into a sieve.

Xi Zuer stepped forward and flicked Wu Qianman's small hands.

Where it passed, the thick blood stains were magically gone, still a pair of clean little hands, and a shiny and sharp compass.

No dust.

"Go to the exam." She said with a light smile.

It seems that the embarrassed boy in that place is just a creeping scum, not worth mentioning.

Wu Qianman's excited emotions gradually calmed down, and obediently followed Xi Zuer.

When walking out of the jujube forest.

Xi Zuer glanced back with a smile.

Behind a jujube tree, a figure wearing a school uniform skirt hid in a panic.

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When he was about to arrive at the door of the classroom, Wu Qianman stopped and called, "Zu'er." ”

Xi Zuer: "Huh? ”

Lazy monosyllables, beautiful and fairy.

I can't see the ruthlessness of teaching Wu Qianman to fight just now.

Wu Qianman pursed his lips: "Zu'er, I'm afraid of ......"

Xi Zuer: "Are you afraid of retaliation?" ”

Wu Qianman shook his head: "I'm afraid you didn't review well, I originally prepared a few ancient Chinese questions, and I wanted to memorize them for you, but now it's too late, or you can take a look at the essay questions I prepared, maybe you can get a few ......points."

The corners of Xi Zuer's lips twitched slightly.

Belch...... How much does she not like to study, so much so that the little girl has such a fierce fight, and she is still worried that she will not be able to take the test?