"Zhao Yi, there is something wrong with this situation." Qifa frowned slightly, close to his companion Zhao Yi, and whispered, "Royal College is famous for its three continents. How come the Royal College students we meet today are those who have no spiritual power? "

Zhao Yi is not a fool either. Now he has seen a clue. His eyes suddenly flash away.

It seems that a group of students from Royal College are having a very special experience.

They are not little ants with low strength, but they are temporarily blocked for cultivation, right?

If not, ordinary people who can casually take the hand, such a level 15 spirit power ball, and that black gold arrow is not anything.

It seems that they are self defeating.

Zhao Yi frowns and looks at Qifa. Both of them are depressed.

If the girl who started it told me in the morning that they were just practitioners of special training, how could there be such a storm.

It's disgusting to lose their lives now!

"It's interesting that you've had a hand with Joe?" Duan Yue looks at the crater, glances at Wang Quan, who died on one side, and hooks his lips ironically.

They know Joe the best about his temperament.

If you ignore her, she can ignore you for a year

If these people didn't go up to find their own death, I don't think Lord Joe would look at them.

Mo Lian and Mu Xingchen walk slowly down the mountain path to Duanyue. They look at Lin zhen'er indifferently.

Zhao Yi's heart leaped, and his eyes glanced at Qifa defensively.

Both of them took a few steps back very quickly and looked at Duan Yue and Mo Lian with vigilance.

"Zhen'er, Zhao Yi, don't conflict with others any more." A soft cry came from the carriage.

A little maid with a red scar on her face, her eyes drooping, her face respectful, supporting a weak girl with no bones and waist like a weak willow, came out of the broken carriage.

The girl's 15-6-year-old scene, a beautiful little face, with a few timid smile, with a tear mole in the corner of the eye, it makes people involuntarily love.

"Junior sister."

"Junior sister!" Lin zhen'er and Zhao Yi hurry up.

Lin zhen'er took her hand eagerly on her face and smiled pleasantly. "Little martial sister, how did you get off the carriage?"

"Xiao Xue has seen you all." The girl gently and weakly made a salute to eight people in the line of ink lotus.

They all looked at them lightly, and no one answered.

It seems that Lin zhen'er felt insulted. She glared at the men of Mo Lian. How could they be so angry with their little younger martial sister!

Xiao Xue took Lin zhen'er's hand and nodded softly to the men of Mo Lian, "just because our carriage broke in the middle of the way, zhen'er and their hurry to change the carriage for me, they would have some small conflicts with some students of your college."

"Now my senior brother died because of this. I hope you will not pursue us again."

The broken moon could not deny to skim the corners of his mouth, "Lotus left."

Mo Lian took a look at the corpse on the ground. Naturally, she didn't say anything. She turned around and walked away with the broken moon.

When Lin zhen'er saw their perfunctory attitude, she was extremely disrespectful to her younger martial sister and could not help shivering with rage.