"Haha, little bastard, you didn't expect me to do this, did you? Don't even think about playing in the next game!" At this time, Yulong, who was outside the court, said with a sinister smile on his lips.
"Brother Lingfeng!"
When Murong Yuan'er saw it, she screamed and immediately rushed from the outside... At this time, the whole place was noisy. Some people had bright smiles on their faces, while others showed worried looks.
Han Yingying felt anxious when she saw Murong Yuan'er rushing over. She jumped lightly with both feet, spread out her lotus steps, and flew over, leaving Xiaolan shouting behind her: "Miss, Miss! Go over and do it."
what?!"
Han Yingying and Murong Yuan'er both arrived at the same time. The two women couldn't help but look at each other, and a trace of doubt flashed in their beautiful eyes.
"Brother Ling Feng...how are you? Does it hurt?" Murong Yuan'er's eyes flashed with tears. She squatted beside Ling Feng and asked with choked sobs.
"Sir, how are you?" Han Yingying saw blood dripping from the tip of the knife on Ling Feng's chest, and she couldn't help but frowning and asked. At this time, Ling Feng struggled to sit up, "Sir, you are seriously injured. First,
Don't move! I'll help you sit up." Han Yingying was so anxious that she didn't care about her noble status and the differences between men and women in the world. She leaned against her body and helped Ling Feng up to sit cross-legged. Suddenly, everyone present was confused.
I was shocked and couldn't help but cast a stunned look.
"Damn it, this bastard is so rich in love? Even the noble Young Pavilion Master went to help him..." Yu Xuan looked at the actions of Qinni on the field, clenched his fists tighter, and kept saying "
"Cracking" bone sound.
Murong Yuan'er also looked at Han Yingying's behavior with some surprise at this time. A trace of shame suddenly appeared on her pretty face. She could only cry and didn't know how to help brother Lingfeng. She thought that she would also go up.
He stood on Ling Feng's other side.
"Holy crap! What kind of treatment is this?"
"Wow, that's too much... It's okay to help the most beautiful girl in the school... But the young pavilion master who is said to be unruly and willful, never approaches men and regards them as grassroots... What kind of magic power does this boy have?
"
At this time, everyone in the audience was in a state of excitement. Every boy and girl looked at the unbelievable and amazing kissing scene in the audience in surprise, and started talking one after another.
"Uh~ Thank you two beauties for your concern. Don't worry too much. I'll be fine."
Ling Feng couldn't help but look up. One was the familiar and beautiful face, Murong Yuan'er, and the other was a strange and touching face. Seeing that the strange woman who was supporting him had the same extraordinary temperament, he couldn't help but feel that he
My peach blossom luck is quite good, so I said sourly.
"Sir, how could everything be fine? This sword has passed through, and you are still in the mood to joke." Han Yingying couldn't help but frown her thin eyebrows, blinking her eyes like autumn water, and said a little reproachfully.
At this time, Elder Gu walked over nonchalantly, bowed his hand to Han Yingying, and said: "Young Pavilion Master, don't worry too much, I will take him for treatment right away." Han Yingying nodded slightly and joined Murong Yuan'er.
He stood up and backed away.
"Young Pavilion Master, what you just did was a bit too much. How could you help a young man you don't know regardless of your status?" Han Yingying returned to her seat, and the fourth elder whispered to her.
"I'm worried too! Human life is at stake..." When Han Yingying left the arena, she had already realized that her behavior just now was a bit too much. At this time, she was questioned by the fourth elder. She didn't know how to answer for a while.
He said with a straight face.
"This girl...hey!" The fourth elder saw that Han Yingying, who had always been as bold as heaven, showed rare panic and embarrassment at this moment. He shook his head helplessly, knowing it clearly in his heart.
Outside the court, Murong Hu's face turned pale. He looked at his daughter who looked worried beside him and said secretly in his heart: "Yuan'er, dad has offended someone who shouldn't be offended and ruined your happiness with his own hands. I hope he will still be right."
You are attached, otherwise your father and I will really go to see your mother..."
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"There was an accident in this match. Then the next match will be between Yu Xuan and Long Hua!" After a moment, the instructor's voice rang again.
"Haha, Long Hua is just Xuan'er's follower, and now his biggest enemy is Murong Yuan'er..." Yu Long smiled gloomily on the side, looking at the game on the field with small eyes.
Soon this round of competition was over, and it was time to draw the list again.
"Uncle Dean, how is Ling Feng's injury? Can he still compete?" Han Yingying looked at the three people who drew lots, although she also knew that if an ordinary person was pierced by a sword, it would take at least a month to survive.
Recovery, but still couldn't help asking.
"Hey, you saw that sword strike just now. I asked Elder Gu to take him to heal his injuries. If he can come to the game before the game is over, it will not be considered a forfeit." The dean sighed.
The list of decisive battles came out soon. The first match was between Murong Yuan'er and Yifeng, and the second match was between Ling Feng and Yu Xuan.
[There is a power outage, so I am coding on my mobile phone. Sadly, the update is slow, dear friends! My mobile phone is almost out of battery.]