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    Zhao Sicheng said to Su Xinglian: "Classmate Xinglian, you shouldn't come. Bicheng is not the place you should come."

    "I know." Su Xinglian raised his head, and Zhao Sicheng discovered that there were two tears running down Miss Xinglian's cheeks: "Little brother, do you really have no feelings for me?"

    "William, don't make things difficult for this little brother, you see he is still so young" When she met Su Xinglian for the first time, she enthusiastically helped Zhao Sicheng out of trouble.

    Su Xinglian took out the leaves of the tree of life that were still green. Although the life force in them was almost exhausted, the leaves were still full of vitality.

    Seeing the leaves, Miss Xinglian showed a sweet look of reminiscence, and asked hopefully: "You don't have feelings for me, why did you give me the leaves of the tree of life, why did you treat me, why did you treat me so well  ?why why?¡­¡­"

    Zhao Sicheng slowly told the truth: "I gave you the leaves because there were so many people at that time, but you were the only one who was really willing to speak for me. I gave you the treatment because you are a student, and I am not treating you alone. Martial Arts  Students in Class Z are basically treated equally. If we really want to say favoritism, it should be said by Washington and Xiaohua. Washington is the class president and must have the prestige of the class president. As for Xiaohua, he is my nephew."

    Su Xinglian felt that his heart was being scratched hard, and he reluctantly covered his heart and asked, "What about treatment? Touch someone else's place in front of all the classmates"

    Zhao Sicheng looked at Su Xinglian in disbelief, wondering if there was something wrong with this Miss Xinglian¡¯s brain.  Zhao Sicheng was only eight years old that year, and probably no student in the entire martial arts class Z except Su Xinglian himself thought that Zhao Sicheng was taking advantage.  "Chapter" Su Xinglian looked at Zhao Sicheng with an expression full of expectation, but his ruthless words shattered Su Xinglian's heart: "Miss Xinglian, that is treatment. Do you know what treatment is?"

    Su Xinglian felt that her heart was broken instantly. Su Xinglian shouted: "I hate you!"

    Su Xinglian couldn¡¯t control his eyes.  Tears welled up in his eyes, and he ran into the crowd on the verge of venting his anger.

    This woman is really worried. Two-thirds of the students in the entire martial arts class Z have broken through to the holy level.  Su Xinglian was only a level 7 swordsman and the worst student taught by Zhao Sicheng. No wonder Zhao Sicheng was not happy.

    ¡°And this is Bicheng, and a beautiful woman is running around alone.  If Su Xinglian was a sword master, she would be fine running wherever she wanted. Now

    Zhao Sicheng waved his hand.  He ordered: "Afu, follow her and don't let anything happen to her."

    Zhao Fu bowed and said, "Yes."

    ¡­¡­

    A thousand meters above the city

    ¡°Boom!¡± Su Qifeng and Du Er collided, red and blue light splashed everywhere, dazzling even more than fireworks.

    Su Qifeng shouted: "Have fun! Come again!"

    Su Qifeng¡¯s fire-based fighting spirit seemed to be endless, as his right arm stretched and contracted.  The red sword was covered with fighting spirit, even worse than before.

    Although Du Er is a false god, he always prides himself on being a god and cannot damage the majesty of the god under any circumstances: "Come again! The wrath of water!"

    The best is like water, which is the most peaceful.  Breed life, nourish all things, heal wounds.  But gentle water does not mean there is no anger. The anger of water is disaster and flood.  Du Er cannot imitate Zhao Yong's tenderness, Du Er prefers to bring disasters to the world.

    Du Er¡¯s god-level water fighting spirit not only simulates the majesty of the flood, but also has a god-level will that is in perfect harmony with the flood, making Du Er¡¯s ¡°Water Fury¡± more murderous than natural floods.

    Su Qifeng became more courageous as he fought, and he was even more excited than Du'er. If Du'er's water-type fighting spirit was like a flood, Su Qifeng's fire-type fighting spirit was like a volcano.  The super fire fighting spirit is like a volcano erupting.  Moreover, the volcanic eruption is only the beginning of the disaster. After the volcanic eruption, the magma and poisonous sulfur gas attached to it will kill ordinary people if they take one breath.

    "Boom!" The flood hit the volcano.

    Su Qifeng felt his fighting spirit boiling.

    "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom" The source of fighting energy is beating like a heart. It's so wonderful. This is the feeling, it's about to break through.

    Conferred God!  I want to become a god!  My path to immortality!

    Su Qifeng felt that he was only one step away from becoming a god, but he could not break through. As if to vent his anger, Su Qifeng attacked Du Er more violently and violently.

    "Dur is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.  What is the power of faith?  The power of faith is the power of the spirit. The pseudo-god does not simply rely on divine power to improve the quality of fighting spirit. With a half-immortal body, the pseudo-god has stronger mental power and sharper perception than the sword god.

    The more Du Er fought, the more he felt that he was extremely miserable and could not afford to be hurt by a false god who lacked believers.

    &"Confinement Potion", if you drink it, you will really become a lamb to be slaughtered.

    Su Xinglian shouted loudly: "Let me go, you can't do this to me. My great-grandfather is the 'Blood Sun Sword God'. If you don't want to be retaliated by our Su family, please let me go quickly."

    "Your great-grandfather is the 'Blood Sun Sword God', but my grandfather is also the 'Space Magic God'?" The strong man showed no mercy at all. He pulled out the stopper of the potion bottle, pinched Su Xinglian's cheeks with two fingers, and released a whole bottle of magic.  All the potion was poured down.

    "Let me go, let me go" Although Su Xinglian kept struggling, her voice and strength became weaker and weaker.

    The strong man is a veteran here. Looking at Su Xinglian's clothes, he also knows that the beauty must have some background. Although the strong man has the support of the Thunder nobles, it will always be troublesome for this slave girl to be known to her family before she is sold.

    "Slave girl, you are too noisy, it doesn't matter, someone will teach you to be quiet." The strong man pulled out a white cloth strip from his arms and strangled Su Xinglian's mouth.

    ¡°Woo¡­Woo¡­Woo¡­¡±

    After blocking Su Xinglian's mouth, the strong man instantly put a black hood on Su Xinglian's head. His movements were extremely skillful, and he finished it in three breaths, and then began to take off Su Xinglian's clothes.
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