'The way the nostrils are facing the person, I really owe it!' ’

[Host, beat her!] Come on! 】

She is glad that there is no internal force in this world, and the so-called martial arts are real punches and kicks, but even if she has internal strength, she can rely on spells.

But......

If you beat someone, it's better to do it yourself, isn't it?

Wu Yanyang's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she was a little shocked by her aura.

Mu Qingluo is just a maid who knows martial arts, how powerful can she be?

Thinking of this, the cringe in her heart completely receded.

Wu Yanyang's movements were very fast, and he heard that Mrs. Wu was a female general when she was young.

Wu Yanyang has completely inherited her mother's kung fu, but-

So what?

Mu Qingluo has learned taekwondo, the original owner is Princess Qingqiu, she has been strictly trained since she was a child, and a Wu Yanyang is not a problem at all.

She dodged quickly, turned around and appeared behind Wu Yanyang, Ruyu's hand directly pressed her shoulder, seemingly powerless, but completely imprisoned Wu Yanyang, and a perfect over-the-shoulder fell.

Wu Yanyang fell to the ground heavily, and the people around him were surprised, it was the first time in a day that he saw Wu Yanyang being knocked to the ground.

There is envy, amazement, and even greed in their eyes.

Feng Mochen frowned slightly, and the cold breath gradually spread to the bottom of his eyes, and a sense of disgust rose and fell in it.

He didn't like the look in the eyes of these people.

Wu Yanyang felt that she was humiliated, from childhood to adulthood, no one who had fought with her could beat her, and Mu Qingluo easily threw her to the ground, which made her lose face.

The focus of those people was on Mu Qingluo's body, and there was a feeling of falling from the clouds in an instant, she was very unwilling, and her chest was full of anger.

The system told Mu Qingluo about Wu Yanyang's feelings, and she sneered.

Jealousy is a sickness, it makes people embarrassed, and she is too sick to make her more embarrassed. ’

[Host, why are you fighting with Wu Yanyang? Anyone who likes to fight is not a good boy. 】

She never said she was a good boy.

Mu Qingluo dodged Wu Yanyang's attack, and then hit back at her lightly, it was so easy that he died.

'System, I suspect you don't have a high IQ. ’

[Yes, host, how do you know, when the master created me, he only set me an IQ of 61. 】

Mu Qingluo: "......"

'You are still a child, adults do things, children don't interfere, Wu Yanyang is not a good stubble, she has a strong self-esteem, and she has means, when she sees someone who is more beautiful than herself, she will definitely not be used to it, and she will even be secretly killed." ’

[Wow, it's so scary, is she mentally ill? 】

'What do you know about a little kid......'

Suddenly, Mu Qingluo was dazzled by the silver-white light, and she squinted at it, and Wu Yanyang took out a short and sharp dagger from his waist.

Heh-

She really underestimated Wu Yanyang's lower limit,

It's really insidious -

Originally, I just wanted to teach her a lesson, let her respect herself, don't provoke people who shouldn't be provoked, and retreat in the face of difficulties.

That being the case—

Don't blame her for being ruthless.

Mu Qingluo had no time to care about the system, her face was gloomy, her expression was cold, and her eyebrows were dotted with arrogance and contempt, as if nothing could enter her eyes, and her aura was extremely powerful.

Wu Yanyang's hand trembled for a moment, and he took the dagger and stabbed at Mu Qingluo without hesitation.

There were many people in the audience, and Wu Yanyang's every move was exposed, and the sound of squirming sounded.

"Didn't Miss Wu say that you don't need weapons? Why did you take out the dagger again now? ”。

"I guess it's jealousy, that girl looks better than her, and her kung fu is higher than her, isn't a woman's mind like this?"