Chapter 1119 Are you sure, I am a waste?
Moli smiled faintly, and looked up at Bei Tinghuang, who was also looking at him with a pair of curious eyes. He clearly felt Jia Rui's eyes, but he still didn't care, and treated him indifferently, this man is interesting!
Smiled slightly, in an instant, there seemed to be a flash of light, even the red sun above the heads of the people was not as bright as this light. The originally cold eyebrows and eyes became soft at this time, and in a pair of dark eyes like stars on a winter night, after the gloomy light from **** disappeared, it seemed that there were two suns in them. Even her black clothes no longer looked so cold at this moment. Her black hair was flying, and a strand of hair was raised up, gently brushing her face, making her face that was so beautiful that it was originally so beautiful, bewitching and charming. The evilness caused everyone to fall into a sluggish state all of a sudden.
If it is said that Moli is the young master of Moshang who is like the breeze and green bamboo, then at this time, Beitinghuang is the human form transformed into a thousand-year-old fox monster. The coldness of the middle oblique moon, the two extreme temperaments are perfectly integrated in her body, making her so addictive that even her heartbeat and breathing are forgotten.
Everyone's absent-minded appearance was very dazzling in Jia Rui's eyes. Among the onlookers here, almost all of them are men. Everyone who was still fascinated by her just a second ago was now confused by a young man. This made Jia Rui, who had always been sought after by everyone, and countless men fell under her skirt, could no longer restrain the anger in her heart. Jealousy was like a poisonous snake, gnawing at her heart, and a sharp voice suddenly sounded, Almost everyone jumped up in fright.
It's just that she still doesn't know it. After venting her anger, she raised her chin slightly and looked proudly at Bei Tinghuang. She has just become a third-grade alchemist, and she is only 20 years old this year. Even her teacher thinks that she is expected to win this alchemy conference. For a person like Bei Tinghuang, even if she is allowed to participate, she can still win the alchemy competition. how? If Moli likes to lose face, then let him lose face.
"Trash?" Bei Tinghuang smiled softly, a pale golden light flashed in his eyes, as fast as lightning, sharp as a blade, how long has it been since he heard these two words? The corners of her lips curled up slowly, and a sneer emerged, "All those who use these two words to scold me have paid the price with their lives. Are you sure that I am a waste?"
Bei Tinghuang glanced at Jia Rui indifferently. There was another person between her and Jia Rui, which was Moli, but this still did not prevent her from making a move. The faint coercion spread from her body like a bolt of horses, spreading towards Jia Rui. Immediately, the latter felt a sense of suffocation. Immediately, she couldn't help but widen her eyes fiercely, not daring to He stared at Bei Tinghuang in confidence.
As if there were nine mountains pressing down on her body, at this moment, even if Jiarui clenched her fists tightly and her sharp nails dug deep into her palms, she still couldn't resist the thought in her mind, she wanted to kneel down, I want to kneel down to this boy.
How is this possible in front of the entire Danska City?
(end of this chapter)