Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 192: If you disagree, you will kill

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"The affairs of the academy are clearer than anyone else, and the president coerced me to come here because he wanted to fight back for the Shangguan family."

Ye Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes full of contempt: "Holding you, I am dead, if you don't hold you, I'll still die. In that case, why don't I pull back?"

Some people couldn't refute what they said.

It was Si Yanmu who was pushed against the artery by the feather fan, his expression as calm as ever.

But from the bottom of my heart, I was somewhat interested in Ye Qingluo.

"Since classmate Ye is quick to talk, I won't talk too much nonsense." Si Yanmu raised his head slightly, and the sharp knife on the fan handle instantly cut through his skin.

A drop of blood slid down along the feather fan.

Si Yanmu frowned in pain.

"Think I didn't dare to do it?" Ye Qingluo's feather fan was tossed and turned to the other side of Si Yanmu's neck. The cold fan handle floated slightly around his neck.

She snorted slightly, her brows and eyes overflowing with a faint stream of light, and her voice was low, revealing a very charming voice.

"I...I'm a lunatic. When I'm upset, this hand will shake. This shake, the knife is not eye-catching."

"Let’s make a bet to see if I will kill you first, and then easily escape from the council; or... I will kill you, and then your people will catch me."

As soon as these words were uttered, the surrounding people almost vomited blood.

Nima is too arrogant!

A disagreement is to kill.

Even the president of the council will dare to kill!

Liu Xueyue and the others absolutely believe that what Ye Qingluo said was serious.

"Do you gamble or not?" Ye Qing twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled beautifully.

However, this laugh, this time, in the eyes of everyone, there is no longer the previous ripples.

On the contrary, this is a smile from hell.

A freshman has such a strong pressure on the atmosphere.

Rao are all of them who have experienced many battles, and they are also very afraid.

If...

How terrible will it be for such a freshman to grow up in the future?

Especially, this new student must be an enemy in the future.

Si Yanmu's face was calm, he lowered his eyes to Shang Ye Qing's enchanting eyes.

Four eyes met, Si Yanmu showed a very shallow smile.

As his usual smile is warm, his eyes filled with water seem to be able to dispel all the cold.

Ye Qing's eyes sank, her fingers tightened.

Sure enough, the next moment Si Yanmu fell back, his hands were lifted up, turned into palm wind, and lightly patted in the direction of Ye Qing's fall.

That gesture is extremely weird.

Between shifting, he couldn't tell the direction of his standing palm.

Ye Qingluo was ready when he saw his weird smile.

When he moved, Ye Qingluo followed.

The figure dexterously avoided the palm of his wave, and the feather fan of the fingertips still clung to his neck as he tossed and turned.

When Si Yanmu's palm wind became fierce, he watched Ye Qingluo's action, and took a palm shot.

Ye Qing turned over, walked around behind Si Yanmu, raised his leg, and kicked his ass.

Si Yanmu staggered a few steps, half-kneeling on the ground, almost falling into a shit.

Si Yanmu has been a proud son of heaven since he was a child, and he grew up under the envy and support of everyone.

His amazing talent and ability to cultivate profound energy are destined to have never been bullied by anyone.

Si Yanmu wiped the blood on his neck, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Unexpectedly, the first person to hurt him was actually a new student of the ninth grade of Huang Xuan.

His self-esteem has been severely hit.

If this happened, wouldn't he be laughed at by the name of the president of his council?