"Hahaha!"

Seeing Duanmu Yawang's reaction, the people in the audience felt very comfortable and burst into laughter.

"Humph!"

Fan Lingxiang was still angry, "A person like you is really not qualified to come and participate in such a fight."

Duanmu Yawang blinked innocently, and said helplessly, "I don't want to fight either. It's obviously that you have to order me. I just want to go up the street."

"you!"

In fact, it was true. Fan Lingxiang was angry and angry, but he had no choice but to say coldly: "Get out!"

Duan Muya squinted her eyes, her face was not angry, she smiled and said: "Okay, I won't hinder Miss Sister's eyes, I'm leaving."

After that, he got up from the ground, tidyed his body, and walked in the direction of picking and mulberry leaves.

Along the way, she met many people's mocking eyes.

She only took a few steps, and suddenly another voice came from the stage, "Duanmu Yawang, wait."

The voices on stage have always been the most conspicuous. As soon as these words were spoken, the people in the audience calmed down and looked at the speakers on stage.

The person who spoke this time was surprisingly deserted.

Everyone looked at her with admiration in their eyes.

Duanmu Yawang was stopped, her eyelids moved, she turned her head and looked up at Leng Qingyi: "Miss Leng? What do you call me?"

"Do you want to fight with me?"

Leng Qingyi stared straight at her with a pair of deserted and beautiful eyes, "I just thought that you dodge Lingxiang seems to be very skillful, and you don't look like a trash that can't even take a few tricks."

"Is it?"

Duanmu Yawang spread his hands and sighed half-truth: "Miss Leng, you probably don't know that I've always been used to being beaten. I can't bear it and I can't afford it, so I can't afford to be beaten."

In other words, I am not as strong as you.

The people in the audience laughed, and someone shouted: "It's normal for you to be beaten. You are a black-haired and dark-eyed person. Isn't it okay to stay at home? I want to come out to be an obstacle to people's eyes. Isn't this beating? Blame those who beat you!"

A cold light flashed in Duanmu Ya's eyes, but her eyes were drooping, and no one noticed this.

Leng Qingyi frowned, still staring at Duanmu Ya.

Fan Lingxiang glanced at Leng Qingyi and then at Duanmu Yawang, and persuaded: "Miss Leng, for such a good opportunity, the three of us must have wasted time on her. I just paid attention to her when I was fighting with her. The aura on the body is not high, I guess I dare to just reach the height of the test, so it is meaningless to fight with her."

Leng Qingyi's eyes moved a bit, and the eyes that looked at Fan Lingxiang became milder: "Are you sure?"

"This is natural."

Fan Lingxiang believed in himself: "If I don't even know the strength of the opponent, the person who is playing against me is not worthy of winning."

After that, I would persuade her again: "Actually, I regret now that I chose her as the opponent in the fight. It is meaningless to fight. Moreover, Liang Baihe has already played against her. If I challenge her again, it would be too much to praise her. "

The implication is that if you challenge her again, you will lift Duanmu Yawang's existence even higher.

That's boring.

Leng Qingyi nodded, "Okay, I understand."

"Yeah." Fan Lingxiang and Leng Qingyi expressed their kindness, "I also don't want Miss Leng to regret you, you should be worthy of a better fight."

"good."

Leng Qingyi was moved, and said warmly: "Thank you Miss Fan."

"polite."

Fan Lingxiang was flattered by being so deserted and beautiful, and with such a temperament, Fan Lingxiang was flattered, and surrendered to Leng Qingyi automatically and consciously in his heart.

The conversation between the two was not at all shy, and Duanmu Yawang naturally listened to her. Although the content did not sound comfortable to her, her goal seemed to have been achieved.

She laughed and looked up at Leng Qingyi: "Miss Leng, are you going to fight me now, or..."

"Need not."

Leng Qingyi glanced at her disgustingly, and said coldly: "You are not worthy of being my opponent in the fight. Go back to the queue."

Most people should feel that their self-esteem is impaired. People who are a little arrogant should be angry, but Duanmu Yawang looked surprised, "Well, well, I will go now, and it will not be an obstacle to your eyes."

"laugh!"

The people in the audience looked at Duanmu Yawang with a servile look, and looked down upon her more and more.

Duanmu Yawang walked back to her original position.

"Miss Duanmu!"

Picking and biting her lip, holding her hand, hesitated to say: "You, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Duanmu Ya looked at her with a smile.

"It's not easy for you." Picking hugged her, seeming to want to cry, "It shouldn't be easy for you to be alive. You were beaten when you went out. You are so pitiful..."

"..."

Duanmu Ya looked full of black lines.

However, after another thought, she was a little satisfied. After all, she just made up the excuses at will. It seems that they all believed it?

"do not worry!"

Picking loose her, patted her chest and assured Duanmu Yawang, "Sang Ye and I will definitely help you in the future. You are so nice and beautiful. You really shouldn't be treated like this. Those who bully you are too much. NS!"

Duanmu Yawang felt funny and warm in her heart.

After all, there are still good people in this world.

She warmly said: "Thank you."

"What are you polite to me." Picking up a loyal voice: "We are all friends!"

"Right." Duanmu Yawang smiled, "You call me Yawang."

"Okay!" Caixie happily agreed, turning his head to look at Sang Ye, and akimbo commanded: "Sang Ye, you have to be with me in the future, and protect Yawang, don't let her be bullied, you know?"

Sang Ye didn't answer immediately, she raised her eyes and looked at Duan Muya, her eyes filled with inquiry.

Sang Ye is good at strength, and Duan Mu Yawang knew that he would definitely not be so foolish.

She knew that he was actually questioning her.

Thinking like this, she said: "Sang Ye, I..."

"good."

Mulberry interrupted Duanmu Yawang's words, and said to Picker: "I see, I listen to you."

"Um!"

Picking was very satisfied, and looked at Duan Muya proudly: "I heard it, don't worry, Sang Ye has good strength and will definitely not let people bully you!"

"I believe it."

However, Duanmu Yawang felt a little guilty about cheating others, especially those who were kind to her. She didn't want to stay too much on this topic, and changed the subject: "You said, who is this deserted person trying to challenge?"

"who knows."

Picking up an uninterested look, "I really don't like her aloof, especially the look she looked at you just now, which is also annoying, so I don't care about her."

As soon as her voice fell, the person on the stage suddenly said: "The person I want to challenge is Mulberry!"

As soon as this was said, everyone's eyes turned towards Mulberry.

Picking was taken aback, and asked Sang Ye: "Why would she choose you to challenge her opponent? Did you offend her?" You know, the person who loses the challenge will be punished.

Generally, anyone with a little brain will not challenge someone who is stronger than himself.

And the content of the penalty can be determined at will, so this challenge is more like a crusade for many people. If there are enemies, this link is the best.

After hearing the words picked, Mulberry looked at Duanmu Ya and said nothing.

Duan Muya squinted her eyes, also thoughtful.

It stands to reason that this deserted Qingyi is an outsider, and she shouldn't know the people of Seventy Street. Therefore, she doesn't know who is strong and who is weak, and Sangye certainly doesn't know her.

However, Sang Ye interacted a lot with Duanmu Yawang, and his attitude was very friendly compared to others.

She suddenly raised this, and Duanmu Ya couldn't help but think that it had something to do with her.

After picking up his heartless appearance, he expressed concern about Leng Qingyi's decision, "Sang Ye, you, can you?"

"How would I know?"

Sang Ye still looked calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care about Leng Qingyi's challenge, "I only know after the challenge."

"Oh."

Picking is still a little worried, "Then...you be careful."

"Um."

Mulberry responded indifferently, then left the queue and walked towards the stage.

The pick was looking forward to it and looked worried.

"Ugh!"

Duanmu Yawang sighed secretly, and said to Yin Huiyin of the medical system: "Should I not be too close to people? Mulberry leaves are obviously burdened by me."