Chapter 180 Don't Look, You'll Be Coaxed When You Were Scared
So that's it.
Ye Siming frowned. He should at least hold Gu Nuoer to be correct.
No one taught him before, and Gu Nuoer never protested, so he never knew.
Now Ye Siming figured it out and nodded lightly: "I understand."
When Mr. Zhao saw his expression calmed down, he thought he had escaped.
Who would have thought that the next second, Ye Siming suddenly raised his sword and put it on Mr. Zhao's neck.
The students around them all panicked, and some were timid and even fainted.
But no one dared to come forward to stop him.
Who made Zhao Wanfu famous for having a bad personality and always bullying people?
What's more, he was rude just now, and everyone heard it.
The bad thing is that he may not know that he offended the princess and Young Master Ye!
At this time, no one was willing to stand up for him and plead with the princess.
Gu Nuoer covered her eyes with her hands from beginning to end, behaved and didn't peek at all.
Mr. Zhao's legs were trembling, and he looked at Ye Siming with his terrified eyes. After a while, everyone saw that the position of his pants was wet.
Is this... scared?
Ye Siming used the sword tip to slowly cut a hole in Mr. Zhao's neck.
The bright red blood beads penetrated out in an instant.
But Zhao Wankyu didn't seem to feel his neck breaking, and he just looked at Ye Siming in horror, trembling as if he was about to fall and fall into a coma at any time.
Ye Siming admired the expression before his prey died, but it reminded him of the days of fighting in the Shura realm.
He suddenly remembered what Bai Yi said—
"The world here is different from what you think, and what you have encountered. Although I don't know what you have experienced in the past,
But what you need to do now is to learn our rules and integrate into us. Si Ming, the most important thing is not to scare the little princess, she is still too young.”
Ye Siming's sword suddenly stopped.
His thin lips were slightly held, and his smile was cold and cruel.
"Your surname is Zhao? I remember you. From today on, where I am, you have to learn to lie down. If you let me know again, you will be so arrogant in the future and the sword will be cut by the sword next time.
There is more than one blood mark."
The rule in his world is that the winner is the king, while the failure can only pay the price of death.
But since I came here, Ye Siming is adapting to the new rules.
After saying that, Ye Siming took his sword neatly, and his speed was so fast that people couldn't see it clearly.
Instead of looking at Mr. Zhao, he turned around and walked towards Gu Nuoer.
Then he bent down and hugged her in his arms. His murderous aura had already restrained a lot and said, "Let's go, go to class."
Gu Nuoer pulled his shoulder with his little hand, wanting to see how Mr. Zhao was doing.
As a result, as soon as her little head stretched out a little, Ye Siming quitted his hand and pressed it back into his arms.
"Stop watching, I'm scared to cry for a while, and I'm going to coax it again, so please."
Gu Nuoer bulged her cheeks in discontentment: "Hmph, Nuobao won't be scared to cry!"
She really didn't cry, and Mr. Zhao fell to the ground after Ye Siming left, sweating like rain.
The classmates around him looked at him with horror, and they pointed and whispered.
Mr. Zhao vaguely felt something flowing down his neck.
He reached out and touched it, took it to his eyes and took it.
A terrifying scream immediately came out-
"So much blood! I've shed so much blood! Save me! Send me to see the doctor!"
After shouting this sentence, he could no longer bear Sensen's fear and suddenly fainted.