Chapter 122 (2/2)

I thought she wanted to embarrass her, but I didn't think she was wise.

Jiang Xinyu snorted and said with pride like a Kong Qun, ”can't I answer such a simple question? Of course, the rabbit won.”

”That's right,” Feng Yu looked at her admiringly, sneering in her eyes and nodded, ”pig is the referee, you are the” pig ”referee, of course, you say who wins is who wins, the” pig ”referee.”

She specially accentuated the sound when she talked about pigs. Therefore, after her words, all the disciples raised their heads and laughed. Looking at Jiang Xinyu with ridicule, they knew that this younger martial sister Jiang was a straw bag for a long time. Unexpectedly, it was not surprising.

At this time, Jiang Xinyu also had a taste of it. Her face turned blue and red, red and green. It couldn't be more ugly. She looked at Feng Yu with her teeth. Suddenly, she burst out crying, then turned her head and ran out. Her heartbroken appearance seemed to be greatly hurt.

”Younger martial sister Jiang...”

Beiming Hao called a, also turned to chase out, Fengyu looked at him, cool voice way, ”eleven prince, you are going to leave?”All the disciples turned to look at him. This kind of look stabbed him in the back. He closed his eyes, then turned his head and looked at Fengyu with red eyes. There was outrage at the bottom of his eyes.

Fengyu laughed and didn't care. She was ugly and waste, but so what? Why should he trample on her dignity at will?

Is this marriage her gift?

Why did he vent all his discontent on her?

She is also dissatisfied with the engagement. Does she want to vent all her dissatisfaction on him?

The culprit is Beiming Jiuli. Why doesn't he go to Beiming Jiuli?

She just looked at him, the light in her eyes was firm, and she didn't want to let him go. Beiming Hao's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and suddenly closed her eyes. Her voice was cold and angry, ”I'm a pig, I'm a pig, I'm a pig.”

After that, a pair of ferocious eyes glanced at Fengyu, then turned around and ran out without looking back. Many disciples took their eyes away from him, and a touch of horror passed in their hearts. The murderous spirit of the eleventh Prince just now was too terrible.

Phoenix feather hook lips, a pair of eyes narrowed up, this North Ming Hao seems to hate her, but it doesn't matter, she would not be afraid of him.

After Beiming Hao left, elder Li coughed and announced the beginning of the class. Fengyu sat down on the seat with a expressionless face. Her eyes fell on the book, but her thoughts didn't know where she had gone.

The rest of the disciples looked at her, as if they had never seen a creature before, full of curiosity.

They were all surprised at Miss Yun San's courage and sighed again that it was true that Miss Yun San was ugly, but it would not be true if she was rubbish.

Where can there be rubbish, dare to ridicule the prince to this degree? I'm afraid in a short time, the eleven princes have no face.

So many people are looking at her with different looks, but Fengyu doesn't care, and doesn't seem to find out at all. Elder Li sighs and knows that this lesson can't be taught normally.

Even if he is willing to teach normally, these disciples may not have the heart to listen to the lectures, and they will end up in a hurry.

As a result, this lesson became the most legendary one in the history of literature hall. There was the most infamous Miss Yun San in the history. Moreover, Miss Yun San ran away from the prince's ridicule.