Ge Sheng walked expressionlessly towards Lanzhu, who had completely lost the ability to resist, and then stopped.
Because someone has stopped in front of him, but he can't get out of the way or knock down that person.
Ah Che, who stepped forward, opened his hands to stop him, lowered his head slightly, and said with a complicated expression: "Don't fight, do you really understand who you are hitting?"
"Nobleman with the surname Lan." Ge Sheng replied calmly, his anger not making the boy lose his mind at all. "The controllers of the actual power of the Lanye Empire."
Ah Che looked at the boy in front of him and bit his plain lips gently: "I'm sorry, please don't hit me, okay?"
Her cat-eye green eyes flashed, and her tone was fast and urgent: "His family does have the ability to wipe out any city in this country. Even killing him will not help. The whole incident started because of me. I am sorry, but Now that this matter is over, I promise you in the name of Lan Che that no one will touch your family, and no one dares to touch him..."
Then Lan Che heard a very light plucking sound.
It was melodious and crisp, but familiar, and she knew what it was.
The white cat jumped down from her shoulder because it felt the frightening murderous aura.
She closed her cat-eye green eyes, and the boy in front of her covered his belly and slowly fell down.
A dazzling light as pure and white as milk slowly emerged from her right hand, pulsating and trembling, and condensed into a brilliant and dazzling sword. She did not look back and said quietly: "I don't want to do anything to you. That's My family doesn’t allow me to do this.”
When she said this, the fourteen-year-old girl was quiet and sad, not a little bit panicked, and not a little bit playful and cute at first. Her pure cat-eye green eyes were as cold as ice water.
She turned around silently and walked towards Lanzhu behind her: "The courage that a boy possesses really puts Ah Che to shame."
Lanzhu looked at his "fiancée" who was slowly walking towards him. She was so strange that he didn't recognize her at all. It was like this body had been transformed into a new soul in an instant, and her whole body was exuding a feeling like a light black cold mist.
So he raised his hand, and the sound of the organic spring swayed slightly again, and a shadow as light as mist shot out like a flying cold shadow.
Lan Che calmly arrived first, raised his hand, and dazzling sparks burst out, and a broken arrow clinked on the stone ground.
"Tianji Crossbow." Lan Che smiled, raised his hand and took off a cylinder from his sleeve and threw it coldly on the ground: "I also have this kind of thing. Do you really naively think it will be useful to me?"
Lan Zhu looked at the brown-haired girl holding a lightsaber. Her sudden display of strength was beyond his imagination. He held his hands and backed away, murmuring in fear: "Why..."
"Tianji Crossbow, the self-defense sleeve crossbow equipped internally by the Lan family, only has three rounds, but it is enough to injure a Xuan-level expert at close range. The anesthetic used is Seven Convolvulus, and there are currently a total of 172 of them. It is being used, and the cost is seventy-two golden leaves." Lan Che said lightly: "You still have the last crossbow arrow, do you want to try it again?"
Lan Zhu stared at Lan Che with wide eyes. At this moment, he really understood what fear was. It turned out that when he was afraid, his palms would break out in cold sweat - the other person was someone who truly understood him, so he would not be afraid of anything from him. threaten.
The ability to cut off the secret crossbow with one sword was already close to that of a dream. She did not need any spells to summon the lightsaber out of thin air.
Its name is Huaguang, a ninth-level magic of the light system.
This kind of strength is so strong that it is suffocating.
"Aren't you going to continue?" A'che smiled sweetly, and there was an indescribable coldness in his sweet smile: "Why haven't I thought of this? This method of killing you is really once and for all."
At this moment.
"stop!"
A clear, high-pitched female voice came from above them.
Lan Che raised his head and looked up. Lan Zhu couldn't help raising his hand when he saw the opportunity, and fired out the third sleeve crossbow. However, Lan Che raised his hand and cut it off with another sword without looking at it: "You are very annoying."
She raised her hand and looked at the white figure falling straight down from the sky, and said indifferently.
You can vaguely see the shadow rapidly growing in size, and its long black ponytail swaying in the strong wind.
Then fall.
She was pretty and handsome. She jumped from an unknown height, but it was like jumping off a swing at home. Not to mention herself, even the rhinestone floor under her feet was unscathed.
"Who are you?" Lan Che asked lightly.
"Ao Xuehua, president of the Snow Burial Club, please stop, girl." The girl grabbed the snowflake armband on her left arm with her right hand, which had an ancient Chinese character for "Burial" on it: "Please inform us of the situation."
Lan Che shrugged, took away the lightsaber in his hand obediently, and pointed at Lan Zhu opposite him: "He injured my friend with a crossbow first. This was just self-defense."
With that said, she stepped forward, and Lanzhu, who had relaxed his vigilance because she withdrew the lightsaber, was knocked over with a clean punch by her.
She was such a small and harmless pink fist, but its power made people shudder. She chose a very dangerous and tricky angle. Instead of hitting his left and right cheeks like Ge Sheng did, she punched him right on the bridge of his nose and then knocked it down.
Ao Xuehua had no intention of stopping him and stood with his hands behind his back: "Are you a new student? What a good technique."
"You look very energetic. Are you interested in joining our Snow Burial Club?"
"No." Lan Che replied quietly without any intention of stopping. His beautiful pink fist landed accurately on the face of Lan Zhu, who could only cry out in pain.
Ao Xuehua looked at the poor one who had been beaten and reminded him kindly: "It's all swollen? Do you want to continue?"
"Help me check on my friend. He was poisoned by Seven Convolvulus. Although it's nothing serious, it's better to pull out the crossbow arrow to stop the bleeding. This kind of crossbow arrow has no barbs, so it's easy to deal with." Lan Che answered. While looking for someone who could still punch, he punched it hard. The peach blossoms bloomed on Lanzhu's originally pretty face, which was particularly bright: "I'll fight for a while, I haven't been so happy in a long time."
Ao Xuehua said oh, and then looked at the boy on the ground curiously, feeling that he looked very familiar.
Ao Xuehua glanced at the boy on the ground curiously and felt that he seemed familiar.
Ah Che punched seven or eight times and felt a little tired, so he looked back.
But he saw the tall girl with ponytail squatting down and gently patting Ge Sheng's face: "Hey, Carrot, are you real or fake?"
"Hey." Ache's black line stopped him: "What are you doing? You said it belonged to my friend."
"Sorry." Ao Xuehua smiled unapologetically: "It happens that he is also an acquaintance of mine."
Then she took out a piece of red crystal from her arms, clicked it and said, "Hey, do you want to kill Xiao Jing? You have to pick up His Highness for me within ten fingers."
(The president appears, this is the complete form of the president)
