"Let's go" Beilin said with a smile, stepping on a beautiful pace, as soon as he got out of the yard, he was crowded with people! Feng Yunyao almost fell under her feet, can these people tell her what she is here for?

As soon as the sharp-eyed person saw Beilin Wuwu, who was dressed in a white robe and had fine golden hair, he shouted in a loud voice: "It's the high priest of Sanssouci!" "And then all of them......

The corners of Feng Yunyao's mouth twitched suddenly, and she stared expressionlessly at the bunch of 'fans' who were obsessed with Beilin Wuwu to the point of madness!

Enough of you!

grinded her teeth and walked towards the arena with a cold face, in fact, she wanted to put back the heart in the soul in her hands, but ...... Do you have to come back after steaming? Beilin worry-free, I have to say that it is more despicable, and + shameless + black-bellied + insidious + cheeky = the tree will die without bark, and the north is untouchable!!

"It turns out that Yao's heart is like this... Commenting on the teacher~" Beilin, who was originally behind her, now rests her chin on her shoulder, and her hands hug her thin waist.

The long golden thread unintentionally slashed down her neck, making her itch for a moment, but the heat he spat out as he spoke almost burned her whole body compared to the itch.

Feng Yunyao broke free from his embrace and disappeared in place, she couldn't guarantee that she would turn around and beat him up.

After all, isn't it too disrespectful for him to even peep at what she thinks?!

Standing on the competition platform, holding a white sharp long sword, Feng Yunyao glanced at the woman in front of her, and smiled faintly: "Feng Yunyao, the first (dean) seat of the Miracle Academy" hugged his fists slightly.

The woman glared at her viciously, and then smiled: "Hmph, isn't it just that face to hook up with the carefree high priest?" Without that face, you're probably going to be nothing! Feng Yunyao's face changed suddenly.

"There is no sect and no patriarch, and there are no traces of cherry blossoms under the first seat of the patriarch, what if you are a disciple of the high priest of worry-free? The competition of the academy, on the stage of life and death, either you die or I die, of course, I will choose the first one! ”

Feng Yunyao raised her eyebrows: "There are a lot of sluts and sluts, people have their own heavens, you are so cheap, even the sky will not accept you!" There is a way in heaven that you can't go, and there is no door to hell, you have to break through, don't give up treatment~" If you want to say poisonous tongue, who is there there who can compare to this product?

The woman was so angry that she rushed straight over, and her fighting spirit was instantly released.

Feng Yunyao hooked her lips and smiled.

(￣o￣)。 zZ(￣o￣)。 zZ(￣o￣)。 zZ(￣o￣)。 zZ is the dividing line ( ̄o ̄). zZ(￣o￣)。 zZ(￣o￣)。 zZ(￣o￣)。 zZ

Beilin's carefree footsteps paused, his eyebrows frowned, and he said: "Come out"

A handsome man in ink clothes walked out behind him, if Feng Yunyao was there, he would recognize it, and this person was idle.

"Heh... Sure enough, it's still a god, even if it's not as strong as before, it's still so perceptive."

Beilin Wuwu's clothes swayed lightly, turned around, raised his eyes to look at Wu Xian, and smiled indifferently: "No matter who you are, don't do anything to her, you have to know, if the deity remembers something, when the time comes... Is there any guarantee that you won't die? The eyebrows were raised slightly, and a powerful aura spread around.

"Hmph, do you think this god will still keep you alive? Let you live to see her? Dream! She can only be mine, she was, and now she is, as long as you die! Lifting the long sword, he waved out a cyan Xuanwu light, Beilin Wuwu frowned secretly, and a folding fan appeared in his hand, and the power of the elements was slightly raised, blocking the sword.