No, the point is that the little prince of Beitian actually made people carry it back!

Dugu Lianyi, that little overlord, can he carry people? It's pretty much the same as slashing people.

They weren't mistaken, what a strange situation this scene was.

Dugu Lianyi and Beitian Little Wangye, although they felt that the two of them should not be awkward together, they didn't expect it to be so harmonious.

"Yo, isn't this the Little Overlord of the Northern Heavens? How did it get to this point? Carrying people? As soon as he stepped in, someone spoke out uncontrollably, looking at Dugu Lianyi standing at the door, speaking in a yin and yang tone.

"Tut-tut, look at the face of the little prince of Beitian who is more beautiful than a woman, no wonder our most incomprehensible little overlord of Beitian is also ......" Someone followed his words again, but he didn't have a chance to finish his words.

Boom!

The long sword suddenly came out of the body, and it went straight to the ground along the tip of the nose of the person who spoke, and a layer of blood flowed down the nose, and the scalp of the person was numb. wanted to ask questions, but saw Dugu Lianyi turn his head arrogantly, and his words were suffocated.

looked at Dugu Lianyi, who was walking towards him, and directly picked him up from the chair and threw him to the ground on the side, and then put Fenghua, who was asleep on his back, with a black line on his forehead.

There was silence, and everyone was shocked by such a 'gentle' Dugu Lianyi, and they were once again overwhelmed by the unreliability of the little prince of Beitian.

Sleep, sleep!

Why did this little prince of the Northern Sky appear either lively to death, or sleep regardless of the occasion.

"You, you ......" was surprised by the exaggeration of Dugu Lianyi's actions, and even more surprised by the exaggeration of the speed at which Dugu Lianyi's strength rose, and the sweat on the forehead of the person who was picked up flowed down with the blood beads from the broken wound on the tip of his nose, and his mouth opened wide in shock.

"I accept your challenge to me." After putting the person away, Dugu Lianyi stretched his arm, but lightly avoided Fenghua's side, and openly misinterpreted this person's words.

"I, I ......" was shocked and speechless by Dugu Lianyi's sudden explosion through the coercion of the demonic beast, and the man nervously wanted to find someone for help. But his hair was shaved off by the long sword, and then the whole person fell to his knees with a thud, but he couldn't get up.

Good, so strong!

Dugu Lianyi, who has only been in retreat for more than a month, why is he so strong?

"Tsk, do you dare to point fingers at you, me, and me like this?" Stretching out his fingers with thin calluses, he gently picked up the long sword inserted in the ground, and took a few sword flowers in his hand to completely clear the people around Fenghua.

Leisurely and dangerously standing to the side, holding a sword, with his hands on his chest and eyebrows raised.

Like a large feline, it seems to be lazy and comfortable, but its claws are extremely sharp, making people dare not act rashly.

The arrogance is invisibly revealed.

It clearly reminds people that when Fenghua, the little prince, had not yet come to Dongfu Academy, there was still a little overlord in Beitian.

He's not a waste of wood like Fenghua, he'd rather burn jade than give you serious injuries, and he's called a madman on the edge, lonely and lonely.

Defy? Beat.

Trouble? Beat.

Door-to-door provocation? Beat.

In the face of all problems, Dugu Lianyi took the same choice from beginning to end and fought back.