Become a Villain Loli

In a dessert shop, Xu Xianxian stood in front of the counter, looking at the delicately decorated pastries of various colors. In her scarlet pupils, some inexplicable colors were reflected, and she was a little dazed.

"What are you doing?" The beautiful blonde girl in fashion, carrying a large bag, was standing beside her and said dissatisfiedly, "You've been in a daze for an hour. If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch the train."

Surrounded by people from the Federation, when they saw such a beautiful foreign girl, they all cast their eyes over, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, making Weilan a little uncomfortable.

Compared with the cute doll-like Xu Xianxian, this kind of woman with a hot, tall body and a very western beauty is more popular with modern young people.

Just as a foreigner, living in the Federation for so many years, Wilan has long been accustomed to this kind of gaze, and has not made any other actions.

"I'm waiting for someone." Xu Xianxian turned around and sighed leisurely, "But I didn't inform her in advance, I just wanted to see if we could meet again. It's just that life really isn't a romance drama, it should be won't come across."

The person she was waiting for was Nangong Wan. This is the dessert shop that the other party came to most often. Unfortunately, there are not so many coincidences in this world.

After leaving Hongjing City this time, it may take a few years before she returns. By then, Nangong Wan should be completely strangers to her.

"Uh..." Wei Lan's eyes were a little strange, staring at Xu Xianxian's side face, and couldn't help complaining: "You're not waiting for a little boy, are you? How come you've become so hypocritical. ?"

This kind of faint sadness, such as weeping and complaining, such as resentment and admiration, appeared on this little devil who killed without blinking, which made her unbelievable.

"You know shit!" Xu Xianxian raised her head and glanced at Wei Lan before slowly saying, "Let's go, there's not much time left."

There are too many impermanences in this world, and if you see them a lot, you will get used to them.

After saying this, the little girl ignored the gazes of the people around her and walked straight to the parking lot outside. Hela, who was driving the car, had been waiting for a long time.

"Let's go."

Hela glanced at Xu Xianxian and found that the other party's mood was a bit wrong, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She just said hello, then started the car and drove towards the train station.

Prefecture, Nagumo City.

The prosperous place of Jiichi Prefecture, Nagumo City, with a population of tens of millions, is the largest city in the southwestern borderland.

The city is divided into three rings and six districts. The geographical location is well-connected, there are no mountains, and the transportation is convenient. The vast plains are rolling and the land is extremely fertile. Among them, three freshwater rivers, Nanhe, Yunhe and Qinghe, pass through the city, nourishing the local people. .

In a hotel in the southern business district, Chen Feng, the master of the Fire Fist sect, is sitting on a seat on the open-air balcony, holding a pot of Longjing tea, looking at the bustling traffic below, drinking at his own discretion.

This man with long hair and a square face is only thirty-five years old this year, but he is already a sixth-level Martial Daoist on the Megatron side. He is considered an extremely powerful Martial Daoist among the unpopular schools.

After all, in the field of martial arts, the strongest one is the seventh-level martial artist, but there are countless people stuck at the seventh-level, so the number is very rare, even rarer than the force practitioners.

In the martial arts world, there are very few seventh-level martial artists who end up in person, so sixth-level martial artists have become the most powerful peak force in most small schools.

Similar to the level of the Suozi Fist genre, the sect masters are generally level 5 to level 6, and level 7 is rarely seen.

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door of the suite, and without waiting for Chen Feng to answer, he saw a handsome young man who pushed the door and entered, "Master!"

Chen Feng turned his head, glanced at the young man walking by, and smiled: "Xiaoyun, what's wrong?"

Lin Yun is his true disciple and the next master of the school. He is only twenty-three years old, but he is a martial artist, but he has reached the fifth level. He is a well-deserved genius. It has quite a reputation.

"I've already asked someone to inquire. In this school competition, the students sent by Shuoziquan are no more than a fourth-level martial artist, and they're still a little girl. After looking at the photos, they're silly and cute, so there shouldn't be any threat. "Lin Yun smiled, with a win-win smile: "As long as we have a winner with the lion of the Lion Claw School, our Fire Fist school can become an orthodox school certified by the association."

It is well known that Suo Ziquan is weak. Although the strength of the master is not bad, the students and disciples are simply terrible. In the past, they were all second- and third-level martial artists.

Although the situation is better this year, and a fourth-level martial artist is sent, as long as it is not a fifth-level martial artist, he will not be valued by a genius like Lin Yun at all. Only the Lion Claw School, the biggest competitor, will be regarded as an opponent by him.

"...Don't be too happy too early." Chen Feng didn't have much joy, he just took a sip of tea and instructed: "The order of appearances in the arena is randomly drawn. Except for our small genres, there are also There are those young martial arts masters of medium and large schools, if you are unlucky and draw Thunder or True Martial School, you just admit defeat and don’t fight them.”

"In this tournament, even if we are ranked later this time, it will not affect the overall situation, but if you are needlessly hurt ~www.readwn.com~ the genre will suffer a great loss."

The battle of genres is a completely random lottery. It is possible to encounter the strong and the weak. It is not a 100% sure thing at all.

There is no need for a small school like them to fight against the martial arts masters of the big school, not to mention that they can't win, even if they win, there is no benefit. Their real competitors are only genres at the same level and at the same level.

"I'm already level 5, Lei Ting and Zhenwu's young martial artists are only about twenty years old. Even if they are very powerful, they won't be much stronger than me, right?"

Lin Yun said somewhat unconvinced.

In his thinking, young martial artists can reach the fifth level, which is already a bottleneck. No matter how strong they are, it is impossible to appear.

"Don't use common sense to beat these top schools. These two have dominated the martial arts world for hundreds of years. In the mysterious people group, these two are also well-deserved giants. Fortunately, those mysterious people groups are banned. Participating in martial arts competitions, violators will be punished by the federation, otherwise how can we martial artists?" Chen Feng shook his head and looked at his apprentice very seriously: "You must be clear, there are people outside people, there are heavens outside. I am young. At the time, you thought so too, but you should have heard of what happened later."

Speaking of which, Chen Feng paused.

"If you say that you are a genius in the martial arts world, then there is a high probability that monsters in the martial arts world will appear in Lei Ting and Zhenwu."

Those monsters that transcended normal logic, even in the past ten or twenty years, still make Chen Feng remember them fresh.

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