(Girls' Literature) eerily quiet.

Qiu Yue was dumbfounded, looking at the man in front of her who was heroic and glaring at her, she withdrew her feet in disdain.

"Well, ahem, do you hurt?"

Anyway, she really didn't mean to.

The people around him had a pain in their eggs, and when Qiu Yuntian saw this, the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally.

Some kind of unpleasant memory came flooding in.

Suddenly, somewhere that was no longer painful, there was a faint pain.

He looked at Qiu Yue on the battlefield, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the posture and strength of her feet were too similar to that black boy.

Night Scar West is about to cry, and he said in his heart, if you have the ability, can you try it?

As everyone knows, this is where men are most vulnerable.

Laugh at!

Su Zi smiled very face-savingly, and looked at the dark night scar west with great sympathy.

"Haha, Miss Qiuyue is really interesting, this time is really unexpected."

Someone in the crowd chimed in, which immediately drew laughter.

Night Scar's face became more and more ugly, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't straighten up at this time, he would definitely dismantle Qiuyue to eight pieces.

This woman is really making people gnash their teeth.

"What, you still want to try my Shadowless Feet?"

Qiu Yue raised her eyebrows and moved her feet, as soon as this action came out, Night Scar's eyes obviously shrank, and her body moved back.

Not only him, but the male monks around him almost subconsciously took a step back, and Qiu Yuntian reflexively covered somewhere.

When he found that his actions were inappropriate, he withdrew his hand resentfully.

This move was seen by the people around him.

"Brother Qiu, what's wrong with you?" The person who questioned him obviously had bad intentions, and the spearhead was pointed at him, intentionally or unintentionally.

For a while, a lot of eyes fell on him, and as the interrogator's gaze moved downward, he ......

The autumn clouds were in a hurry, and his face was red.

"What do you mean?"

The subtext is, don't look at him.

"Besides, I don't have anything to do, it's good!"

It's really infuriating to him!

"Oh......" The old man who pulled the tail of the crowd, a picture I knew.

Faced with their ambiguous eyes, he longed to find a hole to get into.

He gritted his teeth and swore in his heart that he would find the black boy.

"Ahh

On the battlefield, Qiu Yue sneezed and rubbed her nose suspiciously, who was calculating her behind her back?

"Hmph, haha, look at my sister's invincible and shadowless feet!"

With a powerful kick, Nightscar West endured the pain and took a step back.

This move, somewhere hurts more.

He grinned and bared his teeth, glaring fiercely at the woman in front of him, showing off her might.

"Third Young Master, will you admit defeat?"

She asked him to admit defeat himself.

"Humph!"

Nightscar's face twisted to the side, and the meaning was obvious.

That is, death does not admit defeat.

To deal with this kind of hard bones, Qiu Yue has ten thousand methods.

"Anyway, you don't have combat power, I'll kill you."

Taking advantage of people's illness and enduring life, she has always been a person who does not play cards according to the rules.

"You, despicable!"

How can a person be despicable and shameless to this point?

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Qiu Yue's face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she kicked with both feet.

"Third Young Master, this time, I didn't have the luck I had last time."

A violent kick, with a shuddering sound of breaking the air, seeing that somewhere was about to be wounded again, Nightscar's nose was crooked.

"I throw in the towel."

The sound is very small, like a mosquito fly.

"What, I didn't hear it, be louder."

Qiu Yue smiled shyly, and the feet that had stopped began to move again.

Night Scar is really afraid, if he does this again, he will have to be a eunuch for the rest of his life.

"I throw in the towel!"

This time, the sound was so loud that even the birds and beasts were alarmed.

"Still?"

Someone has to make inches.

Nightscar stared at her deadly, women don't want to get an inch.