Heavenly God Mnemonic

The man stretched his finger over and said coldly: "Oh, you have a little white face, and you really have a handsome face. No wonder Wu Qiyue is fascinated by you."

"what?!"

As soon as he said this, it was like dropping a bomb into the lake. The students in the audience were all in an uproar, and hundreds of pairs of eyes fell on him, like thousands of sharp blades.

Yang Qingxuan: "..." He suddenly felt like he was in trouble, and he forged hundreds of enemies in an instant.

Even Yue Qiang and the others opened their mouths wide, yelling "Ah", looking at him again as if they had met Yang Qingxuan for the first time.

Knowing some things, Liu Cheng couldn't help but patted his forehead and said in secret: "Oh, this is a big trouble."

Ouyang Bai also had a dull face, and said in surprise: "You, are you the little white-faced lover of Wu Qiyue?" It seems that the matter of Wu Qiyue and him has spread widely.

The silhouette of the person calling his name flashed and appeared in front of him, and said coldly: "My son Zuo Jun, a very untalented person, wants to ask Qingxuan for advice or two."

"Zuo Jun? The genius of the Zuo family?!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd, and then various discussions followed.

"Your news is out of date. It is said that the Zuo family directly let him join the direct line because of him."

"I reached the early stage of Lingwu when he was only fourteen years old, and he condensed his own martial spirit. Now I am afraid that there is a cultivation base in the middle stage of Lingwu?"

"In the mid-Lingwu period? It's too exaggerated! Isn't it also a team that wants to enter the top ten?!"

There were various sounds of envy from all around, and looking at Zuo Jun's eyes were full of envy and hatred.

This kind of noble background, good talent, and strong presence is infamous everywhere.

Listening to the discussion around him, Zuo Jun's mouth raised his mouth and laughed, enjoying the sensation of attention.

With his appearance, three people walked out from both sides of the crowd at the same time, all of different shapes, all of which were not looking good, and gathered behind him.

"It's He Yiding, look, that big muscular man is the first student in Class 7."

"Who is that big fat pig? Can he fight even if he is so fat?"

"Shut up quickly, if you don't want to die, shut up quickly! That's Lu Wan, an extremely terrifying existence!"

"There is actually that demon Gongsun Ao!"

As soon as the four people appeared, they immediately caused a commotion in the crowd, all of which were famous in the outer courtyard.

"This team is so strong, is it going to win the championship?!"

"It's not necessary to win the championship, after all, the team of Princess Su Ying, but there is a duan!"

"Well, and Zhao Sihan, who reached the middle of Lingwu last year, is also a very strong favorite to win."

All around were harp and crooked comments, "I think their team is still short of one person. How great would it be to let me join the team."

Yang Qingxuan looked up, and saw three thick black names under Zuo Jun's name: Gongsun Ao, Lu Wan, and He Yiding.

After everyone's exclamation was left, Zuo Jun took the three of them and walked towards Yang Qingxuan.

There was a trace of joking and sarcasm hanging at the corner of his mouth, and the cold killing intent came out from his eyes, as if he had eaten Yang Qingxuan.

The three people behind him also looked like idiots, kicking and stomping around, without paying attention to Yang Qingxuan.

Dealing with a scum in the Qi Martial Realm is like a cat playing with a mouse, and it cannot attract their attention at all.

If they were walking on the road on weekdays, they would even be too lazy to look at Yang Qingxuan.

At this moment, the three of them gathered behind Zuo Jun, and a powerful aura spread out, oppressing people's hearts.

Lu Wan shook his belly like a ball. As he walked, his chin quivered and his face was greasy and rich. He shouted, "There are tens of thousands of students in the college, most of them are boys. The first beauty was actually succeeded by a little white face in the martial art state. It is really indignant between people and gods, and heaven and earth cannot tolerate it!"

There was a person beside him, who looked enchanting, wore fancy clothes and was a little bit more feminine. It was Gongsun Ao, known as the "shemale", and said sharply: "Fortunately, brother Zuo Jun found out early. It seems that this kid should have paid It’s not too late if you don’t fully succeed."

Among the four, the biggest is He Yiding, a muscular man with a square face and a burly figure. He directly lifted a mace and carried it on his shoulders.

With a layer of frost on his face, he said blankly: "The most annoying thing in my life is the little white face. The beauties are all soaked by this kind of people. I see one and the other!"

These people are all strong in the outer courtyard, and they have a reputation among the students, and they appear in a concentrated manner, immediately forming a strong aura and oppressing the Quartet!

For fear that they would be involved in the surrounding students, they all "crashed" and dispersed, vacating a large area.

Although the three of Lu Wan had their own momentum, they were all following Zuo Jun at the moment, but they were like little brothers.

Zuo Jun has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, with a restrained breath in his body. He is the most heroic of the four, but his face is full of gloomy birds, his eyes are like poisonous snakes, he stares at Yang Qingxuan like a dead person, and his mouth raises a cruel smile.

The four walked forward in unison, and the flat ground was inexplicably windy, and everyone's robes were hunting and hunting. The wind was cold and fierce, causing many students to shiver.

Ouyang Bai was taken aback, shivered, and ran away in a hurry, for fear that Zuo Jun's team would misunderstand that he and Yang Qingxuan were in the same group.

Only the four Yang Qingxuan were left standing opposite Zuo Jun and the two stood facing each other.

In the square, thousands of eyes all looked directly at the center, falling on the eight people, all squeezing sweat for the four of Yang Qingxuan.

The faces of Meng Rui and others were solemn, but they were not afraid.

The three gathered behind Yang Qingxuan, watching and helping each other, sharing the same hatred.

Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly, turning a blind eye to the powerful sense of oppression, stretched his arms, and said one word: "If you ask for advice, just ask for advice. What are you?"

"Wow!"

The whole surroundings exploded, and the extremely tense atmosphere shattered immediately with this provocation, but it rose to the extreme.

"I don't know how to live or die, and dare to provoke Zuo Jun like this."

"I don't know it when I die, no wonder I dare to touch Wu Qiyue, a pure fool."

"As long as someone with a little IQ knows that Wu Qiyue is not something to be touched by the scum of Qi Martial Realm."

"I thought he would just kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy. I didn't expect to have a bit of backbone. Hehe, I don't know how long this bit of backbone will last."

"Probably just carry a cup of tea. When Zuo Jun blows his mind, he will know he will kneel down and beg for mercy."

Meng Rui and others squeezed their hands and sweated, and they couldn't think of Yang Qingxuan's arrogance, but they all knew Yang Qingxuan's strength, plus this threshold, they couldn't weaken their prestige.

The three of them clenched fists with both hands, raised a real breath, and made accurate moves at any time.

Following Yang Qingxuan's provocation, the three of them raised their energy again, and an equally powerful aura radiated from the four of them. They were unable to hold back each other, and the pressure of air was faintly rolling.