Chapter 2832: 4.522 Paragraph Three

2832 Chapter 4.522
Qiaomu looked back, and saw that Shengzi Miyan wore an ethereal white robe, cold with a handsome face, and walked slowly from the separated crowd.
It looks like an old stick.
The age of this Son is estimated to be a hundred years old.
A group of students came forward to pay respects to the son of Mi Yan.
The child's face had a cold expression on his face, and nodded at the people around him.
His gaze fell across the crowd, followed by small facial paralysis, and the brow peaked slightly involuntarily.
Those who have n’t eaten well or slept well in the past two days are almost uncomfortable.
Where is this Lord Son not to be admired and kind?
Only the black-hearted couple, Molian Qiaomu, dare to treat him like this!
"Prince Shenzhou and Princess Fei, came here so early in the morning, do you also want to take the stage to try?" As soon as the sentence of the son of Mi Yan fell, I heard a "dangdang" sound on the nearby contest platform, and a weapon fell On the ground.
Everyone looked up at the guy who had lost his blade in the battle.
I saw the child with a blue face, and his eyes looked a little horrified in the direction of Qiaomu.
Well, this kid wouldn't have heard the word "prince concubine". Shake off the weapon ...
Master Qiaoqiao glanced expressionlessly at Biwutai, and then withdrew his gaze, and walked towards the other Yantai.
Not interested in watching two weak chickens.
The little princess did not leave Mi Yan with a word, and she was so annoyed that the sage-like beauty of the Son of Mi Yan was almost unbearable.
The little priest on the side couldn't help lowering his voice and said, "Sir, Lord, let's not provoke that little evil star."
Mr. Mi Yan could not help but punch his fist on the priest's head, "Shut up!"
The crowd drew their lips, only to feel that the image of the noble and noble Lord in his mind seemed a little far away.
The voice of Mi Yan should be: good gas good gas!
He realized that there was something wrong with his just move. He turned his head coldly, and asked a mentor next to him, "What's going on with the test."
"Hai Xuan estimates that it won't be completed until the afternoon. Now ten of Taiwan's Wutai have gone through dozens of fights."
"At present, the points are in the first place, the third youngest member of the Duan family, Duan Tianya."
"Okay!" A thunderous roar broke out in front of Biwutai.
The moment Qiao Mu and Mo Lian walked by, they just saw a student who was quickly dropped from the platform, rolled the ground, fluttered in front of them, and trembled for a long time before being able to stand up. .
"Duan Sanshao is really amazing!"
"Duan San Shao!"
"Duan San Shao !!"
Under the stage of competition, a group of male and female fans screamed and laughed.
"Duan Sanshao now has 850 points! He is currently ranked first."
"Yes, it's my Duan San Shao, whoa, whoa, look at his cold face, really handsome and free!"
The sounds of various idiots rushed to his face, the small face was paralyzed with a cold face, and one hand turned away the two women who boasted that they were embarrassed. "Trouble to let go."
This cold face, it is easy to put down the boiling emotions of everyone ...
The two women were dumb, screaming and cheering, and they were poured into their throats by the cold water in the face.
Murray lowered her eyes funnyly.
(End of this chapter)