Listening to the words of the man in green, the faces of the newcomers immediately turned the color of pig liver, and the steel teeth clucked.

It's not that these newcomers are not bloody, it's mainly that the picture of Gu Qingquan killing Wang Jiu is really palpitating. A living person was beaten into a blurred mass of flesh, moving back and forth on the ground in pain, but he couldn't die, what is called life is better than death, everyone present has learned it with their own eyes.

"I didn't expect that the number one star list on the Eastern Continent would be the number one in the Dragon Night Valley, and he would have received some cowardice bags this year!" Seeing that several newcomers were scolded as waste scum and still indifferent, the man in green glanced at the newcomers with disdain again, and shook his head in disappointment.

Gu Qingquan raised his eyes indifferently, no matter where he went, there would always be a few turtle grandsons who had nothing to do.

Mu Keqing, who was sitting beside Gu Qingquan, stared at the man in green, two scarlet glows flashed in the depths of his pupils, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. It was a gentle and subtle smile, but at this time, with her eyes, it was extremely incongruous, faintly revealing a bit of cruelty, like a poisonous snake ready to attack at any time.

Xu was because of the repeated contempt and contempt of the man in green, a burly man in brown screamed, picked up the short sword in his hand and slashed at Gu Qingquan.

Everyone in the cafeteria obviously didn't expect that someone would really attack Gu Qingquan and a few people under the cynicism of the man in green, and looking at the expression of the man in brown, it was even more complicated. Pain, shame, hatred, and a faint fear.

"Gu Qingquan, pay for your life!" The entire cafeteria shook slightly under the steps of the man in brown.

With a flick of his hands without raising his eyes, several water mirrors with a damp mist instantly stopped in front of the brown-clothed man, and a humming sound that only Gu Qingquan could understand spread out in the air.

Could it be that this man is Wang Jiu or a member of Zhang Bisheng's hunting group? Through the layers of water curtains, Gu Qingquan half-squinted his eyes and looked at the man in brown, his delicate face was still indifferent, and the corners of his mouth still had that harmless smile on his lips.

The man in brown looked at the Water Mirror with his short sword with red eyes, and the rich aura surrounded the tip of the sword, but he was stunned the moment the tip of the sword touched the Water Mirror.

It was like a fist smashed into cotton, and a strange vibration covered the surface of the water mirror, and the tip of the sword deflected when it stabbed down. The moment the tip of the sword was deflected, the fierce force was swallowed up by the water mirror, as if even the Vajra short sword was about to be devoured.

When he wanted to pull out the short sword, there was a strong sticking force from the water mirror, and he firmly grasped the short sword. A strange concussion struck through the dagger and went straight to his mind. The eyes of the man in brown appeared in a trance for half a second, and Zhang Bisheng's smiling heartless face appeared in front of him again.

The ghost stretched out his hand, and the man in brown wanted to pat Zhang Bisheng's shoulder, but the phantom suddenly disappeared. The man in brown reacted at this time, his pupils shortened sharply, and his sword swung sharply, and the aura of his whole body gushed out, forcibly shaking the water mirror in front of him and retreating backwards, but it was too late.

The cold breath mixed with the ancient power split the head, and a water dragon suddenly roared out from behind the water mirror and slammed into the chest of the man in brown.

I saw that the man in brown snorted and flew upside down, Gu Qingquan smiled lightly and patted his hands lightly, and all the water mirrors and water dragons turned into blue streamers and disappeared in his palms.

The sound of gasping came and went, and the man in green looked at Gu Qingquan in surprise, the newcomer in brown was a two-star martial artist, and Gu Qingquan was also a two-star. At the same level, Gu Qingquan won so lightly, the other party didn't even cause any damage value, and even his body couldn't get closer. Looking at Gu Qingquan sitting there, the man in green's face darkened a little, making his face even more haggard.

"Sanshan, let's go see what's delicious. It's good to eat and watch at the same time, so you can have a taste. Huang Fu Xuan suddenly touched Huang Fu Shan with his elbow and said, although he was already very low, it still clearly reached the ears of everyone in the cafeteria.

The eyes of the man in green suddenly darkened, his face was black and about to drip water, and a majestic but gloomy aura burst out from him, and the originally warm canteen was immediately occupied by the depressed and murderous aura.

"Is it the number one on the hunting star list? It's really arrogant! I want to see why you newcomers are arrogant!" Walking towards Gu Qingquan step by step, his right hand has already touched the long sword on his waist, and every time the man in green takes a step, his momentum will increase accordingly, and when he walks in front of Gu Qingquan, he has completely entered the peak state.

"Senior Sister Tianqing, what do you think of Gu Qingquan?" In the water pavilion opposite the cafeteria, two figures, one green and one white, stood side by side. Shan Biling looked at the situation in the cafeteria and asked with interest.

Yu Tianqing stood in the middle of the building gracefully, looking ahead with his eyebrows and eyes. Just such a quiet stop overshadowed the peach blossoms of the thousand trees behind her, it was really a mysterious girl descending to the mortal world, a slender goddess.

"His water, it's weird. The red lips opened slightly, and a dreamlike voice overflowed from between Yu Tianqing's teeth. His eyes were calm, but he couldn't hide the trace of contempt, although Gu Qingquan was talented and demonic, his strength at this time could not enter her eyes, "If Zhao Jianqiu's jealousy is not so strong, maybe the end will not be too embarrassing." ”

Yu Tianqing's face was quiet, and there was a little coldness mixed with it, like a cold pool with no waves, so that people couldn't see her emotions. The beauty is clearly in front of you, but it makes people feel as if they are 108,000 miles away, out of reach.

"Senior Sister Tianqing means that Zhao Jianqiu will lose?" Shan Biling glanced at Yu Tianqing strangely, Zhao Jianqiu is a one-star martial king, no matter how talented Gu Qingquan is, no matter how demonic he is, he can't defeat a person who is a whole step higher than his cultivation!

"When Zhao Jianqiu went to trouble Gu Qingquan, it was already destined that his future achievements would not be too high. Yu Tianqing's gaze gently swept over Gu Xiao's other people, as if he didn't care at all about these people occupying his table, "When a person's heart has the feeling of jealousy, there is undoubtedly a subconscious idea in his heart that he is inferior to the other party. If you win the provocation, it's fine, but if you lose, it will be a lifelong demon. ”

Just before Yu Tianqing said this, Shan Biling still thought that jealousy was no big deal, everyone was mortal, naturally it was inevitable to be vulgar, and jealousy was also human nature. At this time, listening to Yu Tianqing's words, it was like an initiation, and a thunderbolt flashed in his mind.

"Gu Qingquan started with the previous person, winning the understatement, it can be said that it is effortless, and it is an invisible instruction in Zhao Jianqiu's heart, I must win today! The stronger this mentality, the heavier the demons left after losing!" Yu Tianqing said calmly, his eyes were full of indifference and calm.

Shan Biling was in a cold sweat when he heard it, it turned out that what Tianqing said was not a question of winning or losing today, but for Gu Qingquan, how could he not have a trace of jealousy in his heart?

In the cafeteria, Zhao Jianqiu had already pulled out the long sword on his waist and looked at Gu Qingquan aggressively, "Draw the sword!"

Listening to Zhao Jianqiu's low drink, Gu Qingquan lowered his head and laughed lightly, "When you need to draw your sword, you will naturally see it." ”