The First Bully is a Girl: Boy, Are You Dating?

Under the blast, among the ruins.

There were only three rigorous and dignified three people sitting on the tatami mat supported by the enchantment.

This twice in a row.

And every time the explosion is more shaken.

Both Fuxi and Shen Changlin raised their hearts.

result.

Before they could wait for them to soothe the thumping and pounding little heart, they heard such a sentence.

Shen Changlin's mouth twitched.

Reaching out and rubbing his face, he opened his mouth in frustration.

"This ancestor is like this, yet still provoking people? Do you really want to die?"

Fuxi looked up at the sky, the young man who smiled brightly, but made people feel very cool, was silent for a while.

He spoke slowly, with some hesitation, and some unspeakable meaning.

"Maybe, isn't it enough?"

"..."

do not know why.

This time, she could understand what it meant without anyone explaining it.

Xian Shuling looked at the boy with a strange expression.

The meaning of Daoist Fuxi is--

Ji Chenyu's anger is not enough at this time, the strength has not been used up, not enough for him to be real?

do you mean this?

Is that enough? Still call it the real thing?

Then in the end, which step should Ji Chenyu be forced to take, so that he will be real?

OK, so scary.

She turned her head and looked at not only the huge other courtyard was bombed into ruins, but even a mile away from the other courtyard was in ruins.

Miss Xianshu's expression was also silent.

All right.

She knew that before, why these two people had the confidence to say that kind of thing.

This young man is far stronger than she thought.

No, wrong.

It is several times stronger than she thought!

Looking a mile away, the confused and shocked clansmen looked on their faces.

The corner of Miss Xianshu's mouth twitched slightly.

Then she silently took out her mobile phone and storage talisman, took out all the cards in it, and began to calculate how much she could pay for her private money.

Out of the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Shen Changlin's actions.

grinned.

This little girl has a good temperament.

The ability to accept is also very strong, not bad.

That is, ahem...

He touched his nose and asked in a low voice.

"Probably, maybe, how much will it cost?"

"..."

Xian Shuling looked up at him.

After a while, some were speechless.

"One tile is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and one brick is worth a thousand pieces of gold. From top to bottom, from flowers and plants to utensils, from bricks and tiles to layout, everything is refined, starting from a low price of a hundred gold, and a high price of a hundred million gold at the end."

Shen Changlin: "..."

Fuxi: "..."

The corners of their mouths twitched and their temples twitched.

Quietly swallowed his saliva.

Roughly calculated, how many bricks, how many tiles, how many flowers and plants, and how many utensils are needed for a courtyard.

Then, the whole person stiffened.

There is a faint phenomenon of petrification.

Look at them like this.

A helpless smile flashed across Xian Shuling's frosty eyes.

"So, according to visual estimation, based on the lowest data, probably, maybe, maybe, one hundred billion is not enough."

! ! !

Shen Changlin exploded.

Some terrifying jumping feet.

"Your bricks, tiles, flowers and plants are inlaid with gold!? Ten billion is not enough?!!"

"Um."

Who knows.

Xian Shuling nodded solemnly.

"The owner of the house likes shiny things, so the bricks and tiles are indeed melted with gold, not only that, but also in the soil with some flowers and plants, so that when the sun and the moon come out and shine on it, it will sparkle. Glow and look good."

...

Shen Changlin opened his mouth.

Find yourself speechless.

Finally, exasperated cursing.

"Luxury! Corruption! What kind of mortal world do you live in here? Forget it!"

Xian Shuling blinked.

A cold backhand finger.

There is a mountain, and there is a suspended palace on the mountain.

She pointed to the palace and spoke slowly.

"Hey, what's floating in the air is living in the sky, right?"

"..."

Shen Changlin frowned and glanced at the palace.

Then he looked back blankly.

Oh.

when he said nothing.

The little grunt here seems to be very long, but it is actually a breath.

And over there.

After the blasting, Ji Chenyu was forced to sacrifice his weapon to save his life.

He stared at the young man with a livid face.

The breath on his body is even more erratic and ghostly.

Apparently he was furious.

He stretched out his hand, clasped the bottom of the fan, and with a click, broke the fan in two.

That Xuanfeng Huazhuo was actually broken into two slicing machetes.

He was holding the Huanshi machete, his figure suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly appeared, one left and one right harvesting towards the boy's neck.

It's changing too fast, too fast.

Let everyone not react.

When the response comes.

The boy's neck has been locked by the scythe.

There will be blood on the spot.

The three people in the ruins opened their mouths to shout.

However, the sounds that could be made by opening their mouths as usual, made them feel as slow as the slow frame of infinite Lashen.

Even their voices can't keep up with the speed of the attack.

As you can imagine.

Ji Chenyu in anger.

How scary.

And the boy who was about to be cut in the neck by him.

suddenly.

In Ji Chenyu's expression of endless killing intent, he laughed.

That kind of smile like a black lotus blooming in a river of blood.

Let Ji Chenyu be amazed, but more creepy.

The young man is slow and smiling.

He murmured in a low voice, like a hallucination.

"Yeah, that's what makes it interesting—"

He crossed his arms to the left and the right to hold the ring-shaped machete, which was made of a burning fan of Xuanfenghua.

Swish.

Kill it back.

From the edge of the machete that was about to bleed into him, it was torn into the inner ring of the machete that was attacked back, grabbed Ji Chenyu's arm, and pressed it on his neck.

"Chong-"

Let out a loud, sour hum.

The left and right machetes crossed and stabbed Ji Chenyu's neck.

"clatter--"

"Da da--"

"Da da da--"

Drops of blood rolled down from Ji Chenyu's neck.

Partially born, juveniles can be bad.

The youth's neck was not cut off directly.

Instead, let one of them get stuck in his neck, like a ghost, dealing with the evil ghost who is executing the hanging.

Then.

The young man held the Huanshi machete and raised it slightly from the left to the right.

From the thorns, the spiritual energy is poured into it.

The water and fire auras that did not mix together rushed towards the thorns in the left and right necks.

The unspeakable hot and cold stinging pain, like blowing ice and fire, twisted Ji Chenyu's body to the point of pain.

"Well--"

He groaned uncontrollably.

And the boy who heard him moan.

Licking your lips.

Laughing demonic, evil.

"One of the top ten tortures, sawing, Master Ji, enjoy it—"

Say so.

When he was at Ji Chenyu, he forcibly tore himself apart and broke free.

He let go of his hand lightly and took a step back.

Taking it slowly, he attacked one after another.

Then, do what he did before.

Reach left and right and grab it in the air.

His palm was empty, but he smashed it towards Ji Chenyu.

While smashing, while ghostly laughing:

"The second of the ten tortures, skinning."

The words fall.

The explosion of spiritual power, as if alive, drilled towards the wound on Ji Chenyu's neck.

After drilling in.

Suddenly, it stretched, swelled, and grew in his body, separating his skin from his flesh, his tendons from his bones.

Not only that.