"If you repent now, there is still time, obediently offer your confession, so as not to suffer." Jiang Yiran looked at the person who advised Ye Qingtang, and said with a smile.
"No." Ye Qingtang shook her head.
Jiang Yicheng and the others could not wait to go up and drag Ye Qingtang back. Now that a certain little evildoer is not here, Jiang Yicheng, the strongest among them, has lost. Ye Qingtang, a rookie, how can he be Jiang Yiran's opponent
"Then it's up to you, and I won't bully you. You can do whatever you want to compare." Jiang Yiran said generously.
Ye Qingtang thought for a while and said, "You guys just compared your palm skills, so let's compare your fingering skills."
As soon as Ye Qingtang said this, Jiang Yiran laughed out loud. If his companions hadn't left with Jiang Zhiyun, the surroundings would have been full of laughter.
"You want to compare fingering with me? Are you sure?" Jiang Yiran smiled from the corners of his eyes and brows, as if he had heard a very funny joke.
Jiang Yicheng and the others on the side also went crazy.
"Ye Qingtang, Jiang Yiran's fingering skills are among the best in Taiyuan Valley, are you crazy?"
"Stop making trouble, hand over the supplies soon, and come back with us."
No matter how you say it, in the eyes of others, Ye Qingtang is on their side. If Jiang Yiran was tormented again, wouldn't their faces be thrown on the ground and trampled on
"Sure." Ye Qingtang nodded. Before Jiang Yu left, fingering was what Jiang Yu taught her the most, and it was also what she practiced the most in the world of two stars.
"Okay, since you insist, I can't say anything else, lest you say that I bully you, I will let you make the first move. If I make a move, I will be considered a loser." Jiang Yiran said perfunctorily.
"Okay." Ye Qingtang nodded.
Jiang Yicheng and the others were anxious to see it, but they couldn't hold back the stubborn Ye Qingtang.
Where did Shaobai find this crazy girl
It's fine if you bump into your own death, and you don't listen to advice at all!
Jiang Yiran stood there lazily, raised his chin, and asked Ye Qingtang to make a move.
Ye Qingtang stepped forward slowly, recalling in her mind the image of Jiang Yu fingering in front of her for the first time. After a while, she raised her eyes and slowly raised her hand. Bai Nen's fingers pointed slowly, approaching at a slow speed. Jiang Yiran's eyebrows.
Jiang Yiran's face was calm, he didn't pay much attention to Ye Qingtang's moves at all, and he was still thinking about how much supply he could knock out from Jiang Yicheng's hands this time.
But just as Jiang Yiran was wandering into the sky, he suddenly felt a tingling pain between his brows.
He suddenly came back to his senses and saw Ye Qingtang's fingertips slowly approaching the center of his brows. That seemingly slow movement made Jiang Yiran's heart tremble.
what happened
There was nothing abnormal about Ye Qingtang's fingertips, but as she slowly faded away, there seemed to be an oppressive feeling of condensed air brewing in her fingertips, and that oppressive feeling was like a sharp knife invisibly.
Jiang Yiran only felt that the sharp pain between his eyebrows became more and more obvious, as if something was about to pierce his skull, but in an instant, his complexion turned a little pale, and a drop of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
will die…
A horrifying thought suddenly entered Jiang Yiran's mind. If the Jiang family's fingering skills are practiced enough, one finger force can kill people invisible, even without touching them at all.
Almost instinctively, the moment Ye Qingtang's fingertips were about to touch the center of Jiang Yiran's eyebrows, the blood on Jiang Yiran's face faded, and he subconsciously took a step back.