"Get back to Shenxuan!"

Xue Yingying raised her arms high and agreed with Li Feiran's words.

Friends around them also spoke in unison.

"Get back to Shenxuan!!Get back!"

“…”

The sound is like a wave, rising and falling one after another.

Leng Qingshuang had originally wanted to do it, but at this moment, her eyes suddenly dimmed, and she felt that her heart was so painful that it was pricked by the needle.

Tu Weiwei, Ye Ying and others also lost their strength.

Although they knew that Xue Yingying was hindering from it and was full of bad water, they felt extremely hurt when they heard the harsh words and came to the War Academy regardless of everything.

"You guys get back to Shenxuan! We don't welcome you!"

The sound continues.

Xue Yingying showed the winner's smug smile, glanced at these people like a stray dog.

On the pilgrimage tower, Qin Wuyi was furious and was about to walk down, but the seventh elders grabbed his wrist.

"Get out of here." Qin Wuyi was furious: "Dean, you can't bear it, I, Qin Wuyi, can't bear it."

"Wife Qin, when will your bad habit be changed? Read down!" said the Seventh Elder.

Qin Wuyi looked down and first heard the "get out of the divine mystery" by Xue Yingying, Li Feiran and others, and then in the passage outside, he saw a group of people coming with a high spirit.

Qin Wuyi immediately shrank his pupils and his breathing became more and more rapid, "That...that's..."

But when the exit from the tower was the first woman in red and ink hair, holding a noble fox like a cat in her arms.

The purple fox, with soft hair and noble body, looked around with cold eyes, looked proud and arrogant, stretched out his little claws to put it beside his mouth and yawned.

Behind Chu Yue, three hundred Ziyuan disciples, dressed in strange clothes and had an alternative aura, but they had a different aura than ordinary people.

The cries and disputes under the tower stopped immediately.

One by one, his eyes settled on the red clothes.

Chu Yue lazi walked tiredly and gently stroked the fox in her arms. When she looked up, her ink hair was blown up by the evening breeze, and the eyes embedded in her stunning face burst into horror.

"Master Chu!" Tu Weiwei shouted in surprise.

Xue Yingying was stunned, her friend's surprise: "Senior Sister Xue, is that... Ziyuan's disciple..."

Ziyuan disciple?

How is that possible!

But facts are better than words. She witnessed with her own eyes that those people who are like monsters and jungle elves are indeed disciples of Ziyuan!

But in a moment, Chu Yue walked into this place of failure.

"Xiao Yue'er..." Leng Qingshuang wanted to speak but stopped.

Chu Yue tapped her head lightly and threw the little fox in her arms to Shutong. Then she stepped on her slender legs and approached Xue Yingying and her group step by step.

They kept retreating until they had no choice.

"Leaf Chang..."

Xue Yingying was about to speak and salute.

Bang!

Chu Yue whipped her leg without saying a word and threw it in Xue Yingying's face.

The legs are as strong as hard stone and steel, with full of strength.

Xue Yingying's mouth was filled with blood, and her body flew backwards and hit the ground.

"What are you doing? You're bullying too much!"

Li Feiran felt heartbroken and pulled out his long sword in anger.

It was soon after that, and a sword protecting the country slashed the wind and pointed it on his heavenly spirit cover.

"Another nonsense, I'll chop you up."

Chu Yue raised her eyebrows, and she was full of murderous voice.

Li Feiran was as if he was being watched by an evil ghost, and seemed to be with the emperor, a creepy cold air rose directly from the soles of his feet to the skull cavity!

The others were as stunned as wooden stakes, silent, dared not move, and even breathed carefully.

The red-haired boy among Ziyuan's disciples looked at Chu Yue's figure excitedly.

At this moment, Xue Yingying stumbled and lay down, her chin was covered with blood spitting out, and the bones on the bridge of her nose were shattered, and tears were flowing from pain.

Chu Yue slowly tidied up her clothes for a while, dragged her knife toward Xue Yingying, and gradually approached.

Li Feiran lost the threat of the National Protection Sword and shouted quickly: "I don't know what Senior Sister Xue is wrong, she will be treated like this by the Ninth Elder."

Chu Yue looked at Xue Yingying with a smile, "As a servant, he did not respect the elders and was punished. Xue Yingying, why don't you respect him?"

"I……"

Xue Yingying kept crying, and the pain in the bridge of the nose seemed to be piercing. She had to bend down and bow slowly and said with difficulty: "Ye Chang..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Chu Yue kicking Xue Yingying in the knee again.

"thump!!"

Xue Yingying was kicked to the ground and her hands were rubbed with blood.

She looked up and Chu Yue was looking down at her and said coldly: "Hello, have you heard it?"

The disciples around him understood that she was purely trying to torture Xue Yingying.

Xue Yingying wanted to salute several times, but was interrupted by her.

Xue Yingying's apricot eyes burst into tears, "I've seen the leaves..."

boom!

Chu Yue's foot was comparable to chasing wind and lightning. She stepped on the back of Xue Yingying's head, burying Xue Yingying's face on the ground, rubbing against the solid ground, and her crisp and tender skin immediately cracked.

"No...Woo...Help...Help..."

Xue Yingying's voice asking for help was as angry as a fucking spring.

Bang!

Chu Yue stepped on it again.

Blood overflowed on the ground in front of the pilgrimage drum.

Chu Yue laughed softly, then looked at Li Feiran and others, and the voice was like a ghost, and asked slowly: "Who do you want to get back to Shenxuan?"
Chapter completed!