Chapter 919

Far above him.

Even, it's on the president's Yu Yingfeng!

"We are all spectators. It's not in line with the pattern. Do you think so, master of the tobacco pavilion? "

The voice is very light and light.

But with a kind of momentum that people dare not resist.

Even if he was not willing, he could only press down: "yes... Naturally..."

"That's right. There are rules in the college. The younger generation's disciples are bigger than the older generation's. they are absolutely not allowed to interfere." Seeing this, Yu Yingfeng couldn't help frowning. There was a trace of sternness and reproach in his voice, "master of the smoke Pavilion, you've violated. Or do you want to be a cabinet leader? "

The owner of the smoke pavilion was frightened.

To remove him from office?

no

He can lose everything, including his granddaughter, is absolutely not to lose the existing power and status!

"Ha ha."

The owner of the smoke Pavilion admitted his advice and tried to squeeze out a fake smile. "How can it be? Of course, I won't take the lead in breaking the rules. I didn't plan to intervene. Everything is a misunderstanding..."

Then he moved back little by little.

When I move, my shoulder and scapula will be broken, which is painful.

But the owner of the smoke Pavilion can only bear it.

Step by step back.

Mo Yan saw that he wanted to go back to the original chair and sit down, so he stopped holding him.

It's a push.

Poop, poop.

The owner of the smoke Pavilion didn't just sit on the chair, but fell and squatted half a step away from the chair.

It can be said that they are very embarrassed.

"Poof Pooh."

Yu Yingfeng couldn't hold it back. He held out his hand, covered his mouth and laughed.

The owner of the smoke Pavilion raised his head in disbelief and looked at Yu Yingfeng.

Dean, are you laughing at him?

Yu Yingfeng was embarrassed.

As the president, I felt that I was not dignified. I took my hands away and tried to smile and stretch.

Emma.

It's really a test of his composure to laugh or something.

Look away=

Master of the tobacco Pavilion

I'm so angry!

He is so angry!

And at this time, in the arena, the game has already had a result——

Under the absolute suppression of ziqianmo, yanrumeng was covered with blood and flesh.

Even her gorgeous white head, which is extremely precious, has become dilapidated. There are countless holes that can't be repaired.

"I give up..."

I can't bear more pain.

Smoke if dream whole body bath blood, half lie on the ground, whole body slightly smoke, pupil lax, mouth corners are askew.

Ziqianmo didn't speak, but with light colored glazed eyes, she watched her coldly.

The thread of soul power in hand has not been removed.

She doesn't believe in this woman.

"I said! I give up Smoke if dream extremely despairing, exhausted the last strength, pulled the voice to shout out, "Purple Qian Mo, you win... Ah!"

Another hysterical scream.

As for the reason.

It was ziqianmo who raised his hand and pulled out thousands of silver needles from the flesh and blood of smoke like dream under the traction of soul power silk thread.

Multiple times of pain!

When the silver needle was pulled out together, it brought out some broken meat, and the blood flew out directly.

One by one, like countless little fountains.

That scene, how bloody, how bloody.

It can be called "wonder".

The result of this is that after a burst of hysterical scream, yanrumeng fainted directly, lost too much blood, and no longer had any consciousness.