The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"Well, then tell me, where is Bai Yanyan now? " Xia Ling asked.

"At... at the back of the field, the third-year students asked her out for a fight. She went with a few people. "

Xia Ling asked, "why didn't you go? "

One of the blondies said, "she doesn't like us! "

Xia Ling replied with an "Oh" , and then she understood.

She turned around and went downstairs. The two blondies behind her heaved a sigh of relief.

Their words were not clean, but they only dared to say a few words behind Bai Yanyan's back.

Xia Ling looked at the two people's cowardice and did not like them at all.

*

She went downstairs and headed to the sports field.

When she reached the sports field, the atmosphere was obviously not right.

The students were in twos and threes. Some were smoking, while others were hugging their shoulders and leaning against the sports equipment.

They were like a dark base that the teachers would not interfere with. The People here looked at Xia Ling and stared at her, as if they were staring at a little sheep that had strayed into a pack of wolves.

When she reached here, Xia Ling looked around the crowd and found the girl leaning against the wall, smoking with her head slightly lowered.

The girl stood in the middle of a group of MOTHERF * Cker S. she was unique and had a cigarette between her fingers. For some reason, she had a dark and eccentric aura that no one dared to provoke.

She had yellow hair with exploding corn ears on top of her head. Her face was surrounded by strands of hair of different lengths. The strands of hair were wrapped around her neck.

This MOTHERF * Cker's retro style, coupled with the girl's eccentric aura, made her stand out among the group of students with red, green, and rainbow hair.

This was simply the most MOTHERF * Cker!

Xia Ling could not help but burst out laughing.

Thus, the atmosphere at the scene became even stranger.

The Group of people stared at Xia Ling as if they were looking at a sandbag.

Xia Ling, on the other hand, was carrying a thermos bucket and wearing a sportswear. Her eyes were gentle and pure, and she looked out of place in this scene. It was as if two groups of peerless experts were about to fight, but suddenly, a delivery man barged in.

Secretly, someone hefted the nunchucks in their hands, and someone caressed the steel pipe in the book.

Xia Ling's gaze was fixed on the girl and Bai Yanyan from the beginning to the end.

With her current physical strength, with such a group of students, even if she had a weapon, she could still beat five or six of them alone.

There was no need to be afraid!

Carrying the thermos bucket as she walked on the campus, Xia Ling did not panic at all when she was stared at by a group of traitorous and murderous Matt. She had a feeling that she was the sweeping monk hiding in the temple, the hidden master.

As long as these people dared to make a move, the next thing would be for her to pretend to show up and fight a group of them one by one... ...

..

Kacha, Kacha.

There were trees in the corner of the field, and fallen leaves on the ground.

The Footsteps Of Xia Ling walking on the fallen leaves could be clearly heard. The scene was so quiet that it was as if a needle had dropped.

And just when the atmosphere was extremely tense...

The girl who was leaning against the wall and smoking raised her head.

Her slightly long bangs blocked her eyes and brows. Her Line of sight seemed to be cast from an extremely distant place, landing on Xia Ling's body.

With this glance, Xia Ling saw Bai Yanyan's appearance.

She still couldn't remember her appearance clearly. The bloody-horse style covered most of her face.

Her facial features seemed very delicate, but her eyes were long and narrow and slightly raised. Those eyes were extremely dark, like a cool spring.

Beautiful, but also with a killer-like gloom and hostility.

Bai Yanyan glanced at Xia Ling, her gaze fell on her body, and she paused.

She was a little surprised, and then she frowned slightly.

"Why are you here? "

Just like her appearance, Bai Yanyan's voice was neutral. It was neither hoarse nor pleasant to the ear. It was just normal, like a smooth river.

"I'm here to bring you food, " Xia Ling looked at her and said.

With the light of her height, Xia Ling now had a lot of confidence in talking to Bai Yanyan.

The gangster students stopped their movements and observed the situation.

Xia Ling was in front of Bai Yanyan.

She... ... Male, 1.82 meters tall ...

Bai Yanyan... ... female, 1.6 meters tall ? ?

Even if Bai Yanyan's aura was 1.8 meters, when Xia Ling was in front of her, she could only act like a little bird.