Adorable Beasts: The Peerless Demon Girl

"Hey, did you also buy bloodstones from our territory?"

As soon as Meng Jing turned his eyes, he saw that there was a thick fog on the big blood stone placed by the First Academy.

Qingfeng sneered and said, "Since Sect Master Meng Jing is here, how about watching it together?"

Looking at the mist, Meng Jing frowned slightly, but quickly chuckled, and swaggered to sit down in front of Qingfeng with his Nine-Tail Sect members, "Why not?"

The students of the First Academy were all indifferent to training today.

Only Ruan Qingjin did not show up.

They glared at Meng Jing angrily, as if they were about to breathe fire.

"Vice President Qingfeng, your students can't go on like this." Meng Jing preached from above: "How can you be so unaffected by losing? Even if you lose, you have to lose with grace, right?"

The students gritted their teeth.

Fang Zhuang wanted to curse even more, but Xiao Qing who was next to him stopped him.

Xiao Qing smiled, "Sect Master Meng Jing's words are too arbitrary. I hope that when you lose later, you will also be able to afford to lose."

Meng Jing withdrew his eyes very lightly.

There was disdain for ants in the voice.

"Come talk to me when you become the head of the First Academy."

Xiao Qing made a crisp 'click' sound on his slightly smiling cheeks!

This dog thing!

That being said, all the students were worried when they looked at the blood stone.

They didn't know Yin Nian was here.

In their eyes, it was Lao Wang who went in and sneaked behind Jiuweizong, and then suddenly there was a thick fog.

In the fog.

They can't see anything.

"Without Yin Nian, we must win." Fang Zhuang grabbed his hand firmly, "Golden fire cover, take off the golden fire cover first!"

It's not just students watching.

The other spectators also bought bloodstones to watch the Zongmen Competition.

Just like at the time of the college competition, all the spectators were full of people.

Different from the previous high atmosphere.

This time all the spectators were silent.

Everyone is holding back their energy!

Bad start.

Several teams were closely watched by the sect's people.

That old Wang seemed to want to do something, but after a sudden thick fog, he couldn't see what the hell he was doing.

This thick fog seems to be made by this old king.

And the atmosphere is the most stagnant and even murderous.

It's the front line!

At the forefront of the major strongholds on the front line, there is a large bloodstone.

The blood stone was also thick and pervasive, and the mist seemed to float out of the blood stone and envelope their hearts.

Ruan Qin sits at the forefront of the border.

Luo Wushuang was covered in blood.

There were puppet heads stacked like small hills under her feet.

And beside the graduates, there are countless sect disciples.

Their faces were drenched with sweat, and the number of puppets killed was less than half of the graduates.

why?

They are wolves!

How could it be impossible to get these college sheep when killing the enemy?

This is different from what the sect elders said to them.

They were shocked and angry.

Cai was unwilling to admit defeat.

Simply put away your magic weapon.

Directly push the graduates of the academy forward.

"We're going to take a break."

"Your own border, you guard it yourself!"

See the graduates turn and glare at them.

They felt guilty from the bottom of their hearts, but they said: "You can't defend the border by yourself, you should be grateful if we come to help you, you know?"

After they finished speaking, they felt that this excuse was extremely embarrassing.

He simply moved his gaze to the bloodstone, trying to find some confidence there.

"The bloodstone is quite considerate, but it won't affect your mood to kill the puppet after a disastrous defeat to us, right?"

when saying this.

It seemed that two people rushed out of the fog.

"Someone! Someone came out!"

The sect disciples straightened their backs instantly, and their eyes widened nervously.

Even Luo Wushuang, who was still killing the puppet, cast his gaze a little bit over.

Zongmen disciples don't need to do their best, but graduates need to do their best.

They couldn't hold it anymore, but the sect's disciples were always unwilling to take turns, so they could only grit their teeth and chop off a few more puppet heads.

Their eyes widened.

Beads of sweat and blood flowed into the sore eye sockets, it must be someone from the First Academy!

It must be their people who rushed out!

Everyone clenched their fists.

Can!

next moment.

Two clear faces hit the bloodstone.

Is it...Meng Haoye?

Meng Haoye's voice was still very clear.

"You come with me!" He pushed the Nine-Tails Sect disciple who was still in the trap, "Let's go and light the golden fire cover! There is no time! All this is a trick of the First Academy!"

The shoulders of all the graduates collapsed at the same time, as if all their strength was drained instantly!

The sect disciples cheered.

"Meng Haoye!"

"I knew it was Meng Haoye from the Nine-Tails Sect!"

"Great!"

"A mere fog can trap him? Meng Haoye is one of the candidates for the future young master of the Nine-Tails Sect!"

Over there at the Zongmen audience.

Countless shouts erupted in an instant!

"it is good!!!!!"

The academy audience was dead silent.

The eyes of the spectators protruded tightly, and the terrifying red bloodshot was like their unwillingness at the moment.

The teeth are about to be bitten and bleed.

Sure enough, did you still lose?

If Lao Wang's mist could not trap Meng Haoye, they were all finished.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Meng Jing's wild laughter almost shook the entire playground in the First Academy!

"it is good!"

He stood up excitedly from his seat.

"As expected of my good son!"

"It's a bit of my demeanor back then."

He was full of praise for 'Meng Haoye'.

The students of the First Academy, as well as the students from other academies who were also watching the battle, all had red eyes.

"Why... how lucky is it?"

"Do not be discouraged!"

Someone shouted: "We will not lose!"

"Yes!"

"I won't lose!"

Someone started to respond, but the voice sounded like a cat meowing.

No strength.

Because it is too heavy.

If they lose, the price they have to pay is too heavy.

Not only is it impossible to win the resources from the Zongmen to make up for the shortfall in the cost of letting the Zongmen defend the border.

Even Ruan Qin couldn't get back the resources that Ruan Qin took out to make a bet.

Their faces were livid.

I feel like I can't breathe.

The word 'lose' is like a sharp sword hanging over their heads.

It can fall down and cut their necks at any time.

It's not that they can't afford to lose.

It's this game, I really can't lose!

Losing is the sad ending of graduates who are wounded and have no cure.

How many more will they die?

How many more people can die?

Everyone's body was shaking.

They watched helplessly as the fog continued.

Lao Wang is still in the fog.

And that Meng Haoye was finally under the terrified eyes of everyone.

Came to the location of the Golden Fire Shield!