Qian Minglan naturally caught the look on her brother's face, and her attitude instantly became cold.
Pointing the finger at Mu Chuyue, he squeezed out a few words with disdain: "Hey, I've seen a lot of people who are clinging to the camp."
Even from the beginning, Mu Chuyue had no intention of having an in-depth discussion with these second-generation ancestors who had a rich background and had a high level of understanding.
She was so humiliated that she couldn't hold back her anger.
Qian Minglan didn't mean to block her words at all.
She spoke them carelessly, and everyone in the classroom could hear them clearly.
He obviously wanted to tell Mu Chuyue not to come down in front of the whole class.
In this situation, if it had been any other student with an ordinary background, he would probably be very afraid because of Qian Minglan's identity, and would even suffer this secret loss without saying a word.
But I admire Chuyue and refuse to do this.
"I didn't hear what you said clearly."
Mu Chuyue said coldly with a cold light in her eyes.
Qian Minglan really thought she was scared, grinned and repeated the disdainful remarks just now, looking at Mu Chuyue with even more arrogance than before.
"I said, I've seen too many people like you who are trying to cling to things."
After he finished speaking, his slender eyebrows were filled with contempt.
Hearing this, Mu Chuyue took a good look at this girl who was yelling and speaking harshly for the first time.
I saw that she had a particularly special pair of eyes.
The tail of the eye is high and upturned, reaching the position of the temple.
The corners of the eyes extend slightly downward.
The black eyes are hidden and not exposed.
They are rare phoenix eyes.
I have heard some rumors earlier that phoenix eyes can be divided into red phoenix eyes, auspicious phoenix eyes, sleeping phoenix eyes, and reverse phoenix eyes.
From this point of view, Qian Minglan’s eyes are undoubtedly red phoenix eyes.
Mu Chuyue raised her eyebrows, thinking that such beautiful eyes were somewhat majestic, but it was a pity to have them on Qian Minglan's face.
The weather was spinning rapidly that day, and Mu Chuyue's low-key calculation was true.
But if someone came up to her and wanted to slap her in the face, she couldn't blame her.
The dark golden halo mixed with magic power quickly traveled along the meridians and bones all the way to Mu Chuyue's palm.
If anyone watches carefully, it is not difficult to catch the little excitement hidden in her calm eyes.
It's been a long time since I've been competitive like a real young man.
Mu Chuyue suddenly became playful.
While secretly practicing the Nine Turns of Nirvana Technique, she did not forget that this set of techniques was actually quite violent, so she became obsessed with it and only planned to use five points of strength.
Coupled with the aura released from the opponent's body, Mu Chuyue released her spiritual consciousness and could easily judge that Qian Minglan's current cultivation level was only at the threshold of the Mustard Seed Realm.
Although he wanted to teach the girl who spoke so freely, he didn't really want to hurt her.
After all, before the formal division of classes, everyone will have to be classmates for a few days in the next seven days.
You can't see them when you look up, but you can't see them when you look down.
It's really not good for them to be too embarrassed when meeting each other.
Unexpectedly, when Qian Minglan looked at Mu Chuyue's face, an unknown sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
The next moment, stand out from the crowd.
There was a sudden wind in the palm, and with one slap he knocked the wooden tables neatly arranged in front of him to the side.
It was now class time, and the classrooms next to each other were all silent.
The sharp friction between the corners of the desks and the ground, and the sound of desks colliding, escaped through the open windows without any obstruction.
The sound echoed in the corridor outside the classroom for a long time.
The teacher who is responsible for temporarily managing this class has been tied up by some important matter, and there is no trace of him until now. xx4911131: