Chapter 513

"What's going on with this panic?" Nalan Wushuang's brows tightened, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

She subconsciously looked at the source of her fear, but saw that it was the little girl in Tsing Yi who was ridiculed by everyone, looking at herself with a smile.

"Damn shit!!"

Nalan Wushuang cursed uncontrollably, his eyes hiding a hint of resentment.

How can it be!

How could she be afraid of a piece of waste! A waste that everyone laughs at!! An ant that can be crushed to death at will!!

How could she be afraid of her?

A little wind is light, and she can kill this little girl with one move!

One move, just one move, no more!

Seeing that Nalan Wushuang was constantly revealing his killing intent, Luo Fengqing's eyelashes fluttered twice, knowing that it was the breath released by the Snow Killing Sword, which made this Nalan Wushuang begin to become unstable.

Obviously, in the blood of the Nalan family, there is an innate fear of the Snow Killing Sword.

"The Snow Killing Sword can make Nalan Wushuang's face pale, so there is another Snow Moon Sword that is even more powerful than the Snow Killing Sword...... Will it make her faint directly? The tattooed spirit bracelet and the spirit spirit radish finally spoke.

Luo Fengqing lowered his head, looked at the inky black bracelet on his right hand, and said, "Estimate." ”

However, she doesn't want to reveal her identity yet, so it's better to keep a low profile.

She wants to take revenge on someone, and ten years is never too late.

"Master, aren't you going to release the Snow Killing Sword and cut off Nalan Wushuang's head? This Nalan Wushuang is so hateful, I want to kill her! The tattoo spirit bracelet seemed to have guessed Luo Fengqing's thoughts, and couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved in his heart.

It's not like the master at all, think about cleaning up those people in the National Teacher's Mansion at that time, but the means are neat, and there is no hesitation at all.

"I know what you're thinking, on the one hand, I don't want to reveal my identity, on the other hand, these people don't deserve to dirty our hands, unless they are the first to move, we are forced to make a move, now wait and see." A chill flashed in Luo Feng's eyes, and the moment in the eyes of everyone was fleeting.

The Snow Killing Sword is a treasure of the Nalan family, and the people of their family have not come to find her so far, which makes Luo Fengqing very puzzled, and she doesn't bother to think about it.

Everyone was still looking at the excitement, and their eyes were full of disdain when they looked at Luo Fengqing.

There are also a few people who admire Luo Fengqing here.

A little girl who seems to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, on such an occasion, she is as calm as a mountain, they are not mistaken, right?

However, some people present thought that Luo Fengqing was overconfident, and he didn't know what would happen if he provoked Nalan Wushuang, a big man.

The atmosphere was a bit deadlocked, and after two or three breaths, one of Nalan Wushuang's admirers, a young man, bent the five fingers of his right hand, and his fist quickly approached Luo Fengqing.

"Die-" The man's voice was cold, and he killed Luo Fengqing mercilessly.

Luo Fengqing stood in place, motionless.

At this scene, everyone held their breath and stared at Luo Fengqing.

Nalan Wushuang sneered: "Good job, Miss Ben likes to kill waste." ”

She even laughed out loud, just a waste, if she kills it, the temple will not blame her, at most she will be punished with some spirit stones.

The pock-faced woman named Lan Qin was silent, she had no way to save Luo Fengqing, because the Nalan family was far more powerful than she imagined, so ...... She didn't want to offend Nalan Wushuang.

Just when everyone thought that Luo Fengqing was going to be killed by a punch, a black shadow appeared and blocked in front of Luo Fengqing.

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