Chapter 350 (1/2)

Just night Qingqian grasped her wrist with great strength, and in order to squeeze the mud wrapped in her sleeve into yeqingqian's hands, she used a lot of strength to break free.

This struggle, the arm bandage wound, estimated to have split again.

The whip that night Qingqian threw yesterday is too poisonous.

Night Qingluo deeply inhaled the cold air, endured the pain, did not show on the face.

Liu Xiaoyu felt the stiff body of night Qingluo, thinking of the pale appearance of Qingluo's face yesterday, a touch of chagrin passed in her eyes.

She immediately relaxed her hand.

Early this morning, seeing the appearance of Yiyi, she thought it was OK.

Heart suddenly feel guilty, with the night clear down behind, full of worry.

Standing in the team, the night clear vision swept over the night Qingqian standing outside the training ground and twisted his eyebrows.

She knew that night Qingqian was not so easy to get rid of, but she didn't think that she was indeed ”not hurt” after testing with her own eyes that ye Qingqian had not stopped suspecting her.

Just moved a little arm, Emperor Mo Xuan for her to relieve pain then lost the effect.

If the training, just afraid of her body, the internal injury will become more serious.

Just as the night was falling and waiting for the ghost to appear, he suddenly listened to instructor he's cold voice: ”students of Gaoxuan class, please don't disturb the freshmen's training. If you have this spare time, you'd better go to the square and run for a few laps.”

Not waiting for the night to open his mouth, drillmaster he's cold eyes fell on ye Qingluo again: ”Ye classmate, these things happened in the early morning and delayed his students' training. Now go to the library and clean up the second floor! Don't leave the library today if you haven't sorted it out! ”

As soon as he said this, his face was overcast and his eyes changed.

She clenched her fist subconsciously, but forgot that her hands were covered with sticky yellow substance.

This grip, full of mud was immediately squeezed out of the splash.

Stained with the nearest Shangguan Fang Yi and Yan Zhenfei.

Their faces were red.

Full of nausea, but dare not show on the face.

The night is light, the gas is shivering all over, the throat is fishy sweet, nearly spits out the heart blood.