It's nice to say what you hate even about yourself.

The alchemy boy looked at Fenghua with a smile and felt that this person was really good.

He was satisfied, but the scene was weird. But seeing that Refugee No. 2 was staring at Refugee No. 1 seriously, or Refugee No. 1 who was so arrogant that he couldn't do it, everyone really didn't know how to deal with themselves.

Proud people, who are familiar with her, will think that she is not pretentious, and this kind of attitude is true pride no matter what things are encountered. is so proud that there is no distinction between high and low in the eyes of all equals, but there are always people who don't look for trouble with her.

Self-righteous, thinks she's arrogant and arrogant, and wants to find all sorts of reasons to kill her or trample her to death.

Like, the guards of the Academy.

glanced at Fenghua contemptuously, he naturally heard about the peerless appearance of the little prince of Beitian, and he was also the one he was lucky to see, but after seeing such a grace, he felt that the little prince of Beitian, who had no brocade clothes and no one, two, three or four foils, was not worthy of being so proud.

There was pride in his eyes that he didn't know where he was born, and his words could not hide his contempt, and he waved his hand at the person behind him, "Grab it and take it to the dean's room." ”

"Who would dare?" Ten brightly dressed college nurses surrounded Fenghua, all embarrassed, but arrogant without reducing half a point. The expression on his face was smiling, but the donkey Xiaoliu felt that he didn't have enough hair.

Tsk tsk, this little liar laughed so coldly.

"I dare!" After the guard found out about Fenghua's words, his subordinates really didn't dare to make a move against Fenghua. At that moment, he was angry in his heart, and the sixth-level fighting spirit on his body burst out, and he raised his hand and grabbed it directly at Fenghua's shoulder.

Wow!

Level 6!

Level 6!

Many students couldn't help but close their eyes, it was conceivable that as long as he caught him, Fenghua would definitely be injured by his fighting spirit.

Level six?

Only level six?

Fenghua looked at this person who was a lot old but put on a look that looked down on him, and his strength was only level six? Fenghua's eyes were a little strange.

Just when Fenghua was preparing for the yin man, God 'favored' this old man who was old but frivolous.

In front of Fenghua, there was a thin and thin refugee No. 2 arm, and the hand that should have fallen on Fenghua's shoulder was grabbed on the alchemy boy's arm. Obviously snorted, but did not move, and the hand that fell on the alchemy boy could not be picked up for some reason.

With penetrating eyes, just staring at the academy guard in front of him, the alchemy boy said seriously word by word, "Her sleeve is mine." ”

Sleeves, sleeves?

The guard looked at the inexplicable refugee No. 2 in front of him, and suddenly appeared in front of him to take his own grasp, his focus was actually only Fenghua's sleeve?

The donkey glared at this halfway kill twice, bastard, it's just, Fenghua has nothing to do with its donkey uncle, this stinky boy actually snatched the sleeve of the little liar! Underkicked.

Feng Hua's sleeve was originally pinched with a magic decision to prepare for the Yin Man's hand, and he almost led to a desolate end of mental confusion when he cast the earth-based gravity magic for the first time.

looked at the back of the head in front of her with some resentment, do you know that she, a beginner in magic, is easy to go crazy if she is not careful?