Everyone calculated everything, but they didn't expect Leng Mingyue to come to such a one-handed operation.

Your teammates are playing hot, and you can eat baked cakes next to you, can you be a little more comfortable?

After Leng Huaijin threw the refined weapons to Lu Chengyu and Lan Weicheng respectively, he turned his head to look at his cousin, and frowned:

"Cousin, how are you ......?"

Everyone stood up straight, clenched their fists, and said secretly:

Yes, that's right, educate her well and tell her that this is a serious competition, not a restaurant!

Leng Huaijin sighed, his technique was gorgeous and smooth, creating a wooden chair, and placing it behind Leng Mingyue intimately:

"Why don't you tell your cousin, how tired it is to eat while standing, come, sit and eat."

……

Everyone: "??? ”

When others are desperately playing games, Leng Mingyue eats a baked cake, can she still be tired?

On the other side, Lu Chengyu and Lan Weicheng, who had got the weapons in hand, glanced at each other, and on tiptoe, forcing Lan Jia and the martial artists in the team into a corner.

Once approached, the role of Lan Jiaren, a magician, is greatly reduced.

Due to the lack of refiners to provide new high-quality staffs, the officially configured wooden staff has cracked, and it will not be necessary to use a few spells.

There was no alchemist's elixir for them to recover, and their physical strength was gradually exhausted.

"Miss Lan, my weapon is also about to break." The martial artist gasped, and his heart did not have the high fighting spirit he had before.

Lan Weicheng and Lu Chengyu are both too strong.

"You have nowhere to run." Lan Weicheng raised his sword and threw it at Lan Beauty, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Lan Beauty's heart.

Her tenderness will not be given to anyone to her good sister.

"Help me!" Lan Jiaren closed her eyes, didn't think about it, and dragged her teammates in front of her.

The martial artist's eyes were full of horror, and before he could react, he was judged to be dead and left the scene.

"You're treating your teammates like that." The blue micro orange was amazed, and Lu Chengyu's eyes showed disdain.

"I'm not, I don't, I'm just ......" Lan Jiaren wanted to defend herself, but she couldn't say anything, because there was a scorching flame wrapped around her neck.

With a wave of Shen Zichen's staff, the flowing flames tightened, and Lan Jiaren immediately felt suffocated.

She knelt on the ground with her legs limp, reaching out to grasp the rope-like flame, her eyes bulging.

Asphyxiation is chronic, and the "fake life" will not be triggered before the death boundary is reached.

So Lan Jia was extremely painful.

"Little, little prince......" Lan Jiaren stretched out one hand to Shen Zichen, eager for Shen Zichen to give her a good time.

"Pain, isn't it?" Shen Zichen's staff provoked Lan Jiaren's chin, and his little face was cold:

"When you tried to hurt Sister Leng, this king was also so painful, the opportunity is rare, you can taste it."

He said that he would not allow anyone to hurt Sister Leng.

"Despicable means" or something, he has seen a lot since he was a child, and whoever dares to hurt Sister Leng, he will let whoever see it!

The lack of oxygen made Lan Jia unable to say anything, and it took a full three minutes before the white light flashed and the judgment was "death".

The outcome is decided, and the transparent semicircle enchantment disappears.

Lan Jia took a big breath and grabbed her teammates who had left the field early, tears like rain, and used tricks:

"They are so cruel, they deliberately bullied me, woo woo, the beautiful woman almost really died."

"Fuck you."

The martial artist kicked Lan Jia in the stomach, turned around and saluted the teachers:

"Teachers, deans, students have no virtue, I implore the academy not to form a team of students and Lan Jiaren in the future!!

Students don't deserve to fight side by side with such a disgusting, cruel and vicious woman! ”