Chapter 4872: The cubs raised on the APP become refined 92

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Several airy boys walked in, looking like they were looking for trouble.
"This classmate, are you a newcomer? How come we haven't seen you in school." One of the boys dangled a cigarette, thinking that he was handsome and looked at Luo Liyan.
To be honest, his actions like this really deserve to be handsome.
If a good-looking, tall boy does this action, it can be A to the girl's legs are soft, but ugly and short, it gives people a sense of wretchedness and ugliness.
Luo Liyan turned his face to the side, completely not wanting to look at that face.
The boys naturally saw her disgust, and their expressions became savage.
"Don't be shameless." The headed boy heavily kicked the stone in his foot towards Luo Liyan.
As a result, Luo Liyan kicked the stone back to him as if he was kicking a ball, and even hit the door. The painful opponent screamed, clutching the injured area, and squatted down.
"My face is on my face, and I don't need you to give it. Really, can't there be less of this kind of mess in school?" Luo Liyan sighed, "You still take him to the hospital. Well, be careful that he has been abandoned all his life and can only be an eunuch."
"You're looking for death!" The boys behind screamed, and wanted to find something to attack Luo Liyan.
In their opinion, it just happened that Luo Liyan just happened, and no one believed that a little girl could have such great ability.
Before they could find anything, Luo Liyan saw Huo Mingheng standing behind them, with the long sword in his hand piercing one of the boys.
Luo Liyan was stunned for a moment, still wondering whether the sword in his hand would cause harm to these people.
After all, she could see Huo Mingheng, and it was normal to be able to touch Huo Mingheng's things, but other people couldn't see Huo Mingheng, so she couldn't get in touch either.
But Xiao Liuzi's reminding sound happened along with the boy's arm being cut with a long cut.
Luo Liyan realized that although those people could not see Huo Mingheng, the damage was real.
But Huo Mingheng was obviously not satisfied with only stabbing the sword.
Raising the sword, he swiped it directly at the neck of one of the boys.
"No! Stop it!" Luo Liyan shouted out loud for fear that he would chop himself off a head directly.
Fortunately, Huo Mingheng's reaction was fast enough. His sword stopped directly in front of the boy's neck, only a centimeter away, and Luo Liyan's legs trembled.
The boy felt a cool feeling on his neck, and he raised his hand to touch it. Luo Liyan frowned quickly and signaled Huo Mingheng to withdraw the sword.
But the boy's subconscious reaction had caused him to cut his hand on the sword.
The opened sword directly drew a blood hole in his hand.
"What's the matter? What's the matter with my hand?" The boy was so scared that he screamed madly, and Huo Mingheng also took the opportunity to take the sword back.
Luo Liyan breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the boy lightly, "You are all injured, don't hurry to the hospital."
"Tell me honestly, what is going on?" The boy who injured his arm first, holding his arm, glared at Luo Liyan with a grim look.