297 Duel 7

No matter who he is, she can't retreat, so there is only one choice, which is to face the difficulties!

Gu Zhiqing felt the dazzling light flashing in the most attractive eyes among the facial features that did not look amazing.

This kind of vitality is indeed different from Ye Qingli before he was stabbed.

Gu Zhiqing greeted her gorgeous smile like the scorching sun, and said freely: "Then see you on the battlefield!" Actually, I never wanted to be your enemy. ”

Ye Qingli smiled: "It's okay, we don't want to fight to the death, we want to fight to the death!" ”

Ye Qingli had a sense of longing brought by eagerness to try.

Psychologically exciting.

Having an opponent is indeed a happy thing, if you win, you can prove your strength, and if you lose, it's not a big deal, which shows that you still have a lot of room for improvement in this world.

Ye Qingli has always been free and uninhibited, and has never regarded this so-called victory or defeat as too important.

The future is very long, the road paved under your feet is longer, and the desperate place may not be without willows and flowers, or the sudden enlightenment in "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring".

She has always been optimistic, not to mention, it was just a small competition, she was definitely excited.

Lose or win? Haha, that's definitely not unimportant, and that's definitely not important to the point!

Gu Zhiqing looked straight into her eyes, her amber eyes were full of stars, brilliant, and the stars flowed brightly.

He felt as if there was a force trying to suck him in.

In the end, in order to avoid this, he just lowered his head, and the stolen stolen kung fu returned to his proper appearance, and smiled gently.

"That's right, we're really just going head-to-head."

Ye Qingli's delicate eyebrows raised, and finally snapped his fingers, and the crisp voice fell, between the two.

It's very free and refreshing.

"You don't have to let me, and I won't let you."

Ye Qingli's fair little face had an undisguised bright smile.

"Naturally, there is no problem." Gu Zhiqing said, he just subconsciously stretched out his hand, just a trace like a seal when he habitually reached some kind of agreement.

But the little child who was rushed by the wind slapped his hand violently, and then the little hand quickly retracted, as if to prevent him from sneaking in.

He smiled disdainfully and spread his hands in front of Ye Qingli.

"You, don't beat my brother's idea."

Qingyun's heart has quietly equated the man in front of him, who looks as gentle as jade, with people like vulgar fans who seduce his master.

The last gesture of reaching out was like a warning light, which made Qingyun's sense of responsibility rise all of a sudden-the master may not find out what the person in front of him thinks of her!

So, only I can save her, and I can prevent it!

He then made a quick move, and the calf guard was raised to clean up and protect him behind him.