"The academy affairs committee knows better than anyone else what's going on in the academy, and the president coerced me to come here just to win face for the Shangguan family."
Ye Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes full of contempt: "Hold you, I will die, if I don't hold you, I will die. If that's the case, why don't I take a back?"
A few people who said something couldn't refute it at all.
On the other hand, Si Yanmu, who was pressed against the artery by the feather fan, looked as calm as ever.
From the bottom of my heart, I became somewhat interested in Ye Qingluo.
"Since Classmate Ye speaks quickly, I won't talk nonsense." Si Yanmu raised his head slightly, and the sharp knife on the handle of the fan cut his skin instantly.
A drop of blood slid down the feather fan.
Si Yanmu frowned in pain.
"Think I'm afraid to do it?" Ye Qing's feather fan tossed and turned, and switched to the other side of Si Yanmu's neck. The cold fan handle was slightly floating around his neck.
She let out a light snort, a gleam of glamor overflowed between her brows and eyes, her voice was lowered, revealing a very alluring voice.
"I... am a lunatic. When I am upset, my hands will shake. With this shaking, knives have no eyes."
"Let's make a bet, see if I kill you first, and then escape from the Council easily; or... I kill you, and then your people catch me."
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding people were so angry that they almost vomited blood.
Nima, this is too arrogant!
A disagreement is killing.
Even the president of the Academy Council dared to kill him!
Liu Xueyue and the others absolutely believed that what Ye Qingluo said was serious.
"To bet or not?" Ye Qingluo's lips curled up slightly, smiling charmingly.
However, this smile, this time, in the eyes of everyone, did not have the same excitement as before.
Instead, I feel that this is a smile from hell.
A freshman has such a strong aura and pressure.
Even though they have gone through hundreds of battles, they are all terrified.
if…
Let such a new student grow up, how terrible will it be in the future
Especially, this new student will definitely be an enemy in the future.
Si Yanmu's face was calm, and he lowered his eyes to meet Shang Yeqing's enchanting eyes.
Looking at each other, Si Yanmu showed a very shallow smile.
Like his usual warm smile, it makes people feel warm, and those moist eyes seem to be able to dispel all the cold.
Ye Qingluo's eyes darkened, and his fingers tightened.
Sure enough, the next moment, Si Yanmu fell backwards, and lifted his hands up, turning into palm winds, and gently slapped in the direction of Ye Qingluo.
That palm gesture was extremely strange.
Between the movements, it was impossible to tell the direction of his palm.
Ye Qingluo was ready when she saw his weird smile.
As soon as he moved, Ye Qingluo followed suit.
The figure deftly avoided his waving palm, and the feather fan with fingertips was still clinging to his neck while turning and turning.
When Si Yanmu's palm wind became fierce, he spotted Ye Qingluo's action and slapped him with a palm.
Ye Qingluo turned over, walked around behind Si Yanmu, raised her leg, and kicked his ass.
Si Yanmu staggered a few steps and half-kneeled on the ground, almost fell to the ground.
From childhood to adulthood, Si Yanmu has been the pride of heaven, and he grew up under the envy and support of everyone.
His amazing talent and ability to cultivate profound energy meant that he had never been bullied by anyone.
Si Yanmu wiped the blood on his neck, his eyes gradually became cold.
Unexpectedly, the first person who hurt him was actually a freshman of Huang Xuan Ninth Grade.
His self-esteem was severely hit.
If this matter gets out, won't he be ridiculed as the president of the Academy Affairs Council