My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

"After breaking through the barrier with Shengyuan, we have to face increasing pressure on running schools.

You have to understand our helplessness. "Nie Zhao looked hypocritical and melancholy.

Why didn't she realize that the deputy dean is actually a slippery old fritters?

Yun lightly twitched the corners of his mouth, and found the women's style that matched his body shape-these clothes were all tailored to everyone's size, and he had already planned it at first glance.

While walking towards the compartment in the box with his clothes, Yun Qingyan squinted and looked at Nie Zhao with a smile, "My family Yun Jiu is also very interested in talking about you alone with the deputy dean... helpless."

Yunjiu? Nie Zhao caught the meaning of these two words in his mind, and suddenly thought of...that nobleman, Yu Da Pang, would call him the Ninth Brother?

Suddenly he shook his heart and stretched out Erkang's hand, "Yun said lightly, wait! We have something to say!"

"Bang!" It was closed.

Nie Zhao lost his soul...

He was beaten so badly by Di Jiuque in the First Academy, and now he has a headache when he thinks of Di Jiuque.

When Yun said lightly, everyone looked at her one by one.

The close-fitting outfit outlines a rugged figure.

The lower body has a leaf-like hem with tassels falling, like a skirt design, but it is not as unfavorable as a skirt, but because of the special design, it is very convenient.

And there are pants under the hem, so you don’t have to worry about running out.

The furry design of the collar and cuffs eases the arrogance between the eyebrows.

The lovely fluff set off the white and delicate face with a youthful air.

It was only then that everyone slowly realized that Yun Qingyan was just a teenage girl, rather than, they were obscured by gender and age...the omnipotent existence.

Seeing everyone staring at him forever, Yun raised his eyebrows lightly, "Enough?"

The cold voice brought everyone back to their senses.

Xing Lan’s small face was excited, and he asked Chao Yun Qingyan to pounce, and directly buried her small face in Yun Qingyan’s chest.

"Sister Yun! You are so loving and cute!"

Yun Qingyan raised his eyebrows.

she was? Cute...Are there any mistakes?

In the last life plus this life, she has nothing to do with these two words.

Huo Yichen clenched a fist and coughed lightly, and retorted, "Yun Yan is cute? Are you blind?"

Yun Qingyan squeezed her fist, although she also felt that she was not connected with the word cute, but now she really wants to beat Huo Yichen.

Huo Yichen seemed to be unaware of the crisis, and curled his lips, "But she does look like a woman."

Yun said lightly: "..."

Baili Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled, "It looks good."

"Yes, yes. This dress looks pretty as long as you don't read the words on the back." Yu Dapang agreed.

Yun waved his hand softly, "You guys quickly change it, the game is about to begin."

Her gaze fell outside the huge French window, where the host was already holding the opening ceremony.

"Welcome everyone to our peak competition. This competition is..." The following is a series of greetings and introductions according to the usual practice, including greetings to several referees and the City Lord of Tongtian.

Although the process is boring and boring, the cultivators who watched the game also watched it with gusto.

After all, these high-ranking masters are usually hard to see as ordinary cultivators.

Yun Qingyan glanced at the VIP seat where most referees were sitting, and found that Gong Moxi was not there.

"For this competition, we have arranged the order of the game according to the order of the draw.

However, our special guest decided to add a warm-up match to warm up the atmosphere. "