"Khan! Are you masochistic or stupid? Jump down so high and trouble you to move your pig's head, okay? I was not forced by the situation last time? Besides, this is the eighth floor, not the fourth floor!" Ling When Feng heard the ghost idea that Han Yingying had come up with, he was immediately depressed, and he went out to take a look, and couldn't help scolding.
"Are you afraid?! Don't jump if you're afraid, I'll do it myself!" Han Yingying looked at Ling Feng's fear of death, her pretty face couldn't help but smile contemptuously, provocatively.
"Don't provoke me, what's the world now? Even a little girl who is one and a half years younger than me will bully me?" Ling Feng looked at her raised delicate chin with a contemptuous bird, and said with some depression.
"Who provokes you? I dare not dare!" Seeing that the other party was a little bit up, Han Yingying pretended to be nonchalant. Elder Gu, who was on the sidelines, couldn't help being full of consternation, thinking, when did these two little things get so familiar! ? Can't help but feel very depressed.
"First, I didn’t dare to say that I was afraid that you were injured, and Elder Gu and I are here again. When the four elders are pursuing them, isn’t this embarrassing me, Elder Gu and the dean? The child is not optimistic, Elder Gu, right?" Ling Feng said all the way.
"What!? I said that you are not a kid, but I am a kid, huh, Uncle Gu, you go down first, don't worry, I'll be fine, go down." Han Yingying faced the very depressed elder Dao on the side, and elder Gu also knew her strength and shook his head helplessly and walked on.
"There are no excuses now? Humph!" Han Yingying smiled secretly after finishing talking, thinking to herself that she is finally going to avenge the hatred just now and play with me? I didn't even ask how the title of the little witch came from.
"Hey... It seems that you want to play low-key, so! If you really want to dance, I will dance with you!" Ling Feng took a breath, knowing that the other party is playing with himself this time. Give up, looked at the court for a while, and said: "How are we going faster? Whoever gets on the court first wins! Do you have the guts to fight with me?!"
"Huh! Who is afraid of whom!" Han Yingying is obviously very confident in her own strength, thinking, no matter how much she is four segments higher than the other, this difference is not overshadowed.
"What if I lose?" Ling Feng smiled slyly, and the final conspiracy in his heart was about to surface.
"Whatever! Anyway, it won't be me who loses!" Han Yingying said with a look of victory.
"My condition is this. If you lose, you have to promise me three things, how about it?" Ling Feng said with a treacherous smile.
"What are the three things, do you think?" Han Yingying looked at Ling Feng's smirk with some curiosity, and couldn't think of what evil conditions he would have, so she raised her chin.
"I just think about the first one now. If you lose, you have to kiss me in the face of so many people!" Ling Feng said triumphantly, glanced at the other party's somewhat humiliated expression, and then Said, "If you dare not, then this is the case, haha."
"Who wouldn't dare!? You are determined to lose!" Han Yingying finished speaking and flew out like a colorful butterfly. Before Ling Feng responded, he stared at each other with large and small eyes in astonishment and jumped down.
"Damn! Really!! Nima! The rumors did not lie to me! You are such a little witch!!" Ling Feng peeked his head, his heart was shocked, and he found that the other party was halfway down, and he cursed fiercely, "Death." I'll die, little witch! I'll fight for you, and promise you three things that don't know the life and death, it is better to jump from here!
Ling Feng suddenly jumped! The body immediately fell down like a sinking stone. Ling Feng, who didn't know any flying primordial skills, knew only to move the vitality in his body to his feet at this time, and the speed of descent suddenly slowed down a bit.
"Damn! It's still so fast! You can't be seriously injured if you fall!" Ling Feng realized that it had only slowed down a little bit, still like a stone thrown from a high place, his heart and hands were sweating, and he cursed fiercely. . But at this time, he had already caught up with Han Yingying below, and Han Yingying didn't expect that the other party would fall straight down, and his eyes widened in fright!
"Little Witch! I won't dare to fight with you again next time!!" Ling Feng shouted in the air, already planning to bet the last one, immediately vacated the phantom thorn in his waist and looked at the ground he was about to reach, anytime. preparing!
"Double Dragon!"
When he was about to reach the ground, Ling Feng gave a low cry and used the double dragon style. The phantom thorns in his hands transformed into two dragons and rushed down towards the ground. With a bang, the white jade ground was suddenly broken into pieces. Ling Feng's body also rebounded after this strong impact. Ling Feng's hands were stricken, and he barely stood firmly on the ground after an upside-down in midair, wiped a cold sweat on his forehead, staring blankly. With the damage caused by oneself.
At this time, everyone in the audience was shocked by Ling Feng's appearance, and suddenly became silent, and then quickly saw Han Yingying floating down from above like a fairy, and the audience became even more speechless.
"I'm sorry, the little rich lady, you lose, you will lose your first kiss, and you have said not to use anger..." Ling Feng looked at Han Yingying with a sullen face and shook his head triumphantly. But before the words were over, the other party strode over, stretched out the snow-white neck and kissed Ling Feng's face. Ling Feng suddenly stiffened, and the audience was silent for a moment, and then suddenly blasted. !
"My lady is willing to bet and lose!" Han Yingying's face was red with a high fever, but she has always been stubborn, and she has always been the original gambling loser, so after falling a sentence, she quickly rushed to the audience seat and sat down. Under the stiff Ling Feng like a wooden stake.
"Brother Ling...Feng..." Murong Yuan'er just happened to see this scene clearly off the scene. The girl's heart was like a ceramic floor, and she shattered with a creak, and she recalled a painting of more than ten years. A picture with beautiful longings, tears flowed fragilely from a pair of crystal eyes, and the scene in front of me gradually became blurred...
"Miss... You..." Xiaolan stared at Han Yingying, whose face was as red as fire, mumbling, but she didn't dare to say anything.
The fourth elder shook his head helplessly, knowing that he would bring her here. I had expected that there would be trouble, but I didn't expect it would be this trouble. She has never suffered a lot. She suffered a big loss this time and finally met Xiao Nemesis. Right!
I am afraid that this will be a good story for the generation from now on. What happened today is a sensational event in Jilong City. The battle of Yulong in the morning to destroy his weapon and abandon his son has already spread in the city, and it has become a hot topic for people. I must talk about topics.