Chapter 440 Shocking the audience, the majesty of Min

  Sitong immediately stretched his right hand forward with one hand.

  At the upper end of the black sky, a gust of wind blows without warning.

  At the other end of the sky, countless crimson flowers appeared. They hovered, danced, and were blown to her hand by the strong wind.

  This happened in a flash.

  "Bi'an flower? Isn't this my favorite flower!" Seeing so many Bi'an flowers appearing beside Si Tong's hand, Wei Qi widened her eyes and said grimly.

  But, why, her favorite Higan Flower, appeared on the side of Si Tong's hand instead of her hand?

   "Qiqi, is this your favorite flower?" Everyone was stunned, and another girl asked Wei Qi.

   Surprised Si Tong stretched out his hand, the wind was loud, and the other side of the sky floated to the other side of the flower.

   "It doesn't count as if the fox is hooked, but what does it mean to attract Wei Qi's favorite flower from the other side?" As the boyfriends of a group of Yang Zijun's buddies, this group of girls united the front and pointed to Si Tong.

  No one saw it, Si Tong's eyes seemed even more gloomy at this moment.

  "Don't say it, don't say it! It's too much! You..." Wu Zhiyue couldn't bear to listen any more.

  When she handed in her boyfriend Yang Zijun, Wu Zhiyue was very happy to tell Si Tong the good news.

  She also likes someone for the first time.

  But why, why did it become what it is today?

  Boyfriend Yang Zijun still smiles slightly, looking like a hypocritical gentleman: "Zhi Yue, do you love me? Let's leave it alone."

  Because Zhou Zhihang looked at Si Tong a lot two days ago, he was fascinated by Si Tong’s fox charm, which led to Zhou Zhihang breaking up with his girlfriend.

  Wei Qi and the others knew about this, and they rushed to say what kind of fox charm Si Tong used.

   Today, several girls from Wei Qi said that they wanted to give Si Tong a good lesson.

During the   Sniper incident, Wei Qi and his group were not present, and none of them had seen Si Tong's skills.

  Yang Zijun did not intend to stop. He wanted to use Wei Qi, a group of stupid women, to see how much Si Tong had.

  After all, he is someone who wants to get Si Tong. Si Tong is not an ordinary person. He has to find out about Si Tong to figure out a way to deal with Si Tong.

  Wu Zhiyue didn't even know that she had been fascinated by Yang Zijun, she was dumbfounded, and she really didn't intervene.

  Wei Qi didn't notice the gloom in Si Tong's eyes, nor did she know that she was hitting the edge of the knife.

  She still caught this point, as if the other shore flowers floating to Si Tong’s side were stolen by Si Tong:

   "Holding a sickle in my hand, I am embarrassed to pretend to be a ghost, there is a kind of you that really summon the death's sickle? That is my favorite flower, come back! Give it back to me!"

   Si Tong's outstretched hand was surrounded by countless floating flowers from the other side, covering it.

  On the other hand, he lightly hooked the scythe that the school issued uniformly to help farmers in Houshan Village harvest rice.

  The sickle is only thirty centimeters long.

  The legendary giant sickle is a long-handled weapon with a huge crescent-shaped sickle-shaped blade, which is as long as an adult. The two are not of the same grade.

  Wei Qi and some of her female classmates smiled.

  Yang Zijun and Wu Zhiyue watched. Wu Zhiyue clenched her fist and forced herself to be silent.

  The laughter of Wei Qi and a few female classmates suddenly stopped.

  The other shore flower that filled the side of Si Tong's outstretched hand drifted away with the wind.

  Like in a dream, with the departure of the other shore flower, Si Tong's outstretched hand showed a giant sickle about 1.8 meters in length.

  She held the giant sickle in her hand, stood in place, her cold eyes, only slightly lifted, not putting the group of people in front of her eyes.

  The huge giant sickle, held in her hand, was as light as a weightless weapon.

   is... a surprisingly good match!

  As if she was born with it, she holds this thing!

  Wei Qi, several girls, Yang Zijun and Wu Zhiyue all had their foreheads startled. At this moment, their consciousness left only these words:

  That is...Reaper's sickle!

  (End of this chapter)