"Little fairy, it's a little fairy. After the shock, Lin Ziyi muttered to himself.

When the blue-haired girl heard the words "Lin Ziyi", her body shook slightly, and she withdrew her feet that had entered the literary club.

"Ling'er, what's wrong with you?" the boy who was walking beside the girl stopped, then gently put his hand on the other's shoulder, and asked with some confusion.

At this time, Lin Ziyi's call came: "Little fairy!" The girl's body shook uncontrollably again, and at the same time raised her hand, brushed the boy's hand away, and then turned to look in the direction where the voice came from.

Qiao Xin was happy to see that Lin Ziyi ignored herself, and felt a little unhappy in her heart, so she stood there and did not move. Looking at the running figure, a hint of foreboding rose in her heart.

Lin Ziyi quickly ran to the front, but was stopped by the two younger brothers of the literary club, the blue-haired girl was close at hand, but it was out of reach. Although he couldn't remember the little fairy's appearance clearly, he remembered one thing very clearly, the little fairy not only had blue hair, but also blue eyes, and the eyes of the blue-haired girl in front of him were black. Not only that, the little fairy's eyes were full of love, hope, and vitality, while the blue haired girl's black eyes in front of her were only hatred, despair, and murder! Looking at those cold black eyes and the heroic but unfamiliar pretty face, she blurted out a word of denial: "No, you are not a little fairy!"

Hearing this repudiation, the blue-haired girl's body shook uncontrollably again. The handsome boy standing beside her clenched his fists, could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Call me!"

The two younger brothers who got the order did not hesitate at all, and hit with their fists, not giving Lin Ziyi a chance to react at all. It's a pity that the two of them have average kung fu, although they are cheap to take the lead, they can be tied with Lin Ziyi. The boy quickly glanced at two more of his men, and soon two more joined the fray.

As the old saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. But if the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, it is not impossible to fight eight hands with two fists. At this time, although Lin Ziyi was embarrassed, with the Monkey Fist and Yi Jin Jing that he had already mastered, he could still barely resist the combined attack of the four people.

"Stop fighting, stop it!" Two voices came from a distance, one was Qiao Xinxin, who was desperately crossing the road, and the other was Yao Yue, who rushed to the meeting in a panic. It's a pity that far water doesn't quench the thirst of the near.

"A bunch of waste. The boy scolded in a low voice, his feet moved slightly, and a stone flew towards Lin Ziyi.

Although the blue-haired girl saw the movement of the boy's feet, she did not stop it, because she was very disappointed by the scene in front of her, and thought to herself: "In the past few years, not only has your kung fu not improved, but has regressed to such a point that you have so hard to cope with even four wastes." I really don't want to be your enemy, but if you continue to be so decadent, it won't be enough to deal with your dangerous future. And it won't be long before your Lin family will stop at your generation!"

What the blue-haired girl was thinking, no one knew, and no one cared, because the tide of battle had changed because of a stone. Originally, Lin Ziyi could hold on for a while, but his knee was suddenly attacked, and no one could be indifferent. The situation changed from sporadic counterattacks to one-sided beatings and no further retaliation.

"That's enough, four people beat up a piece of waste, do you think it's funny!" Seeing Lin Ziyi curled up on the ground, desperately trying to protect the vital point, the blue-haired girl stopped. "Now that we've arrived, let's go upstairs for a meeting. ”

"Wait, I called the little fairy, why did you turn around?" Lin Ziyi still didn't give up, and slowly got up from the ground.

"I turned around because there was an idiot yelling in the street, and I had never seen an idiot when I was so old, so I turned around to look at it out of curiosity. ”

"Hey, hey, hey......" The people around the girl couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What's your name?"

"What my name is none of your business!"

"Boy, remember, her name is Shangguan Ling'er, and she is my girlfriend!" The boy standing next to the girl stepped forward and wanted to put his arm around the girl's waist.

"Yao Yang, I warn you, if you talk nonsense again, I will abolish you!" A milky dagger suddenly appeared in the girl's hand, as long as the boy took another step, the next moment the dagger would definitely be stained red with blood.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. The boy named Yao Yang raised his hands with a smile on his face and slowly retreated into the room, his fierce eyes always staring at the door, as if there was an enemy he did not share.

"Go upstairs. Shangguan Ling'er ordered again.

"I want to join your literary club!" Seeing the milky white dagger, Lin Ziyi was even more convinced that the other party had a connection with the little fairy.

Yao Yang didn't think about it and said directly: "Okay, I agreed!"

Looking at Lin Ziyi, who stumbled forward, Ling'er frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and kicked directly to the side.

Lin Ziyi didn't expect the other party to suddenly attack, and in a hurry, he could only grab the other party's ankle, hoping to stop this menacing kick. It's a pity that he overestimated himself.

A red leg shadow flashed, and white ankles slipped out of the red tulle wide-legged pants, like freshly shelled eggs, with a red rope tied to them. The petite jade feet are wrapped in a pair of fiery red high heels, which seem to be weak and weak, but they are actually full of power.

A second before Ling'er stepped out, Qiao Xinxin and Yao Yue were still hesitating whether to rush forward and stop Lin Ziyi from approaching. In the next second, I saw him being kicked heavily in the chest and flying upside down two meters away.

"Ahem, cough," Lin Ziyi couldn't help coughing, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"The waste that I can't even resist with a single kick, I'm embarrassed to say that I will join the literary club and go back to practice for a few more years!"

Lin Ziyi slowly got up from the ground, his dusty eyebrows raised upward, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth carried a hint of arrogance and frivolity: "Your sneak attack is not a real skill, if I used my unique mastery, you would have ...... a long time ago."

"Look for death!" Before the other party finished speaking, Ling'er stepped forward and slapped him. Immediately afterwards, the cold, murderous dagger was already on Lin Ziyi's neck.

"Don't!" both Qiao and Yao shouted at the same time, but it was too late.

Shangguan Ling'er exerted his strength gently, and a blood mark immediately appeared on Lin Ziyi's neck, but he did not show a trace of cowardice, which was somewhat unexpected by Ling'er. What was even more unexpected to her was that the other party did not retreat but advanced, and actually hugged her into his arms.

"Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic!"

Hearing this, Shangguan Ling'er was slightly stunned. But Yao Yang, who was not far away, was completely enraged, and after yelling, he rushed directly towards the two.

This roar made Ling'er wake up instantly, and when she couldn't make a move, she raised her knee and slammed it against Lin Ziyi's lower abdomen. At the same time, he retracted the dagger and sent it back, blocking Yao Yang's forward route.

"Don't move, I'll have the final say on what to do with him!"

This time, Yao Yang ignored it and took another step forward. But Ling'er didn't give in, the dagger moved forward slightly, and only stopped when it was only a centimeter away from the opponent's neck.

"This is a city, not a barren mountain, and you can't kill people. Also, Uncle Cover Rain asked you to listen to me!"

Hearing Ling'er's warning, Yao Yang finally let go of his clenched fist, stepped aside and didn't speak again, but the murderous aura in his eyes still made the people around him chill.

Lin Ziyi on the other side was still holding his stomach, and his body was arched into a shrimp, which showed how hard the knee hit just now was, but Ling'er didn't plan to let him go.

The sound of "click" four bones dislocation came, and the speed was so fast that after the fourth sound, Lin Ziyi felt the pain and began to wail like a pig.

"There is a mother, there is no wild seed taught by my father, and I don't pee and take care of myself; not only are people ugly, but they also dress like beggars, and they want to be merry ghosts. Bah, the lonely ghost is pretty much the same. Disdain and disdain, Shangguan Ling'er's pretty face was written, and she even really spit out a mouthful of saliva and landed on Lin Ziyi's face.

"Oh no, the police are coming!" suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.

"Hmph, Brother Yang, let's go. The meeting was canceled, and everyone else dispersed. After speaking, Shangguan Ling'er took the initiative to take Yao Yang's hand and disappeared from Lin Ziyi's sight.

It didn't take long for the wails to gradually turn into suppressed low sobs, shame, pain and incomprehension, and all kinds of complex emotions appeared on Lin Ziyi's face. The wounds of the soul are far greater than the body, and this wound is buried in the heart, grows in the flesh, and may never heal......