Leng Qingyi’s two seniors still didn’t want to just let the mulberry leaves go, but so many people here watched and supported a Leng Qingyi man saying: "Three Junior Brothers and Four Junior Brothers, okay, our junior sisters lost, we Just do whatever you want, punishment or something, and wait until our junior sister wakes up. Besides, there will be another street test before noon, so let's not delay."

"good!"

Although he was unwilling, his senior brother had spoken like this, and the two men who stopped Sang Ye couldn't help but listen.

With a cold snort, they returned to Leng Qingyi and asked worriedly: "How about Junior Sister?"

"The injury is not serious."

The man who supported the deserted man said: "After taking the heart-protection pill, the situation is getting better."

"That's good."

The two men breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other side, Sang Ye returned to Caixie and Duanmu Yawang, Caixie threw over happily, and said with a smile: "Sang Ye, I said you will definitely win!"

"..."

Duanmu Yawang rolled her eyes secretly, and she really dared to say that she was the most worried about the whole process, so she really remembered that she hadn't said a word!

Mulberry seems to know picking well, and raised his eyebrows "Oh?"

Picking a little embarrassed, he touched the tip of his nose and smirked.

Suddenly smelling the smell of blood, she worried: "Blood, I will bandage it for you?"

Mulberry didn't pay attention to it, tidyed up the clothes on his arm, and said lightly: "Small injuries are just scratches, and it's not serious."

"Well, anyway, your wounds have healed very quickly since you were young." Caixiu is really heartened. With that said, he really ignored the wounds of Mulberry Leaf. Duan Mu Ya looked at it and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Sang Ye said: "Everyone is almost gone, let's hurry up and go to the next street."

Duanmu Ya looked around and found that there were so many people in the yard, and they really had almost gone. Picker nodded and said hello, then hugged Duanmu Yawang's arm and asked eagerly: "Yawang, shall we go together?"

"good."

Duanmu Yawang naturally didn't mind, thinking of Xiao Bailu and Xiao Wuzheng, stretched out his hand and waved at them.

Xiao Wuzheng took Xiao Bailu towards them.

"elder sister!"

Xiao Bailu broke away from Xiao Wuzheng's hand, trot over to hold Duanmu Yawang's hand, and then looked at the mulberry leaf and picking eagerly.

"Wow!"

Picking looked at Xiao Bailu, her eyes were shining, "Yawang, is your brother? He looks as good-looking as you!" After that, she didn't need Duanmu Yawang to answer, her eyes were straight when she looked at Xiao Wuzheng. Hit Duanmu Yawang's arm with his elbow, "This, this, you, your husband?"

"..."

This is the second time.

Duanmu Ya looked full of black lines, "Friend, my fiance is someone else."

"Ah, my friend."

There was a pity on Picking's face, only to remember the point, "Where is your fiance?"

"Busy, not coming."

"Oh oh oh." I took a look at Duanmu Yawang, Xiao Bailu, then Xiao Wuzheng, then stood silently back to Sang Ye and sighed: "You guys look so good, I still stand with Sang Ye Be more comfortable."

The implication is that mulberry leaves are not as good-looking as they are!

Sang Ye gave her a glance.

Picking pouted, "Am I wrong? You have the ability to talk to others..."

At this point, she realized that she didn't know what Xiao Wuzheng was called, and she was not afraid of life. She looked at Xiao Wuzheng and asked, "What's your name?"

Duanmu Yawang shook her fan, smiling and suavely reported her name.

"The names are all very nice, how wonderful it is to fight against the world." Caisi Tsk exclaimed, and then said to Xiao Wuzheng the names of himself and Sang Ye.

"Picking girl has a good eye." Xiao Wuzheng said with a smile: "My name means this."

"Pooh!"

Duanmu Yawang rolled her eyes secretly, and sneered at Xiao Wuzheng shamelessly.

Sang Ye said: "The time is not going, everyone is gone, let's start soon. It's okay to talk while starting."

"good."

Everyone was on the road while chatting.

Between each street, Mo would have to walk for an hour like that.

An hour later, they went to the test site on Sixty-ninth Street.

The test location on Sixty-Ninth Street is almost the same as that on Seventy Street, and the host is still those people.

Duanmu Yawang thought that after more than 200 people were eliminated before, the number of people in this street test would be much less. However, she thought more, and 69th Street seemed to increase the number of people a lot.

And there are more people added than we eliminated before!

Duanmu Ya was puzzled and asked about the pick.

The pick was not in a good mood: "The people on the Seventy Street are all from the Seventy Street. The people on the Sixty-Ninth Street who want to get promoted must continue to participate in the test struggle."

"In other words, in the future, every street will be eliminated, and some will increase in?"

"right."

Since some people have increased, naturally some people have never seen Duanmu Yawang. In the eyes of the new people, Duanmu Yawang is still very eye-catching, and everyone talks about her.

Some people are curious and talk about her eagerly with people from Seventy Street.

Duanmu Yawang naturally didn't care, she stood calmly on the team.

Occasionally I looked around and saw the four seniors who were Leng Qingyi, and then they saw that the four of them had rented a sedan chair without knowing where they were going. They were carrying Leng Qingyi and came in and lined up.

Many people went up to greet.

The content of the greeting was too noisy for her to hear, but from the beginning to the end, she did not see the deserted follow the sedan chair.

Thinking of this, she asked Sang Ye with her eyes on her side: "Are you very heavy on Leng Qingyi?"

"Not counting."

When Sang Ye said, she glanced at the direction of the sedan chair and frowned, "I should have woken up in an hour."

Duanmu Yawang shrugged, "If you didn't wake up, it won't affect the test. After all, as long as your strength is still there, it's just a matter of reaching out with one hand, you don't have to feel guilty."

"I have no guilt."

Sang Ye laughed and laughed, "I don't think I'm taking a heavy shot."

"Oh?"

Duanmu Ya raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

She always felt that Sang Ye looked cold, but he was actually a very gentle person, so sharp that it was a little different from her impression.

Mulberry was cold, "She doesn't deserve my guilt."

Duan Muya looked and listened, her eyes moved.

She felt that in the course of the battle, Leng Qingyi estimated that she had done something that disgusted Sang Ye.

However, she didn't ask much about these things.

When it was the turn of the deserted Qingyi, Duanmu Yawang found that she really looked like she had fainted. She was soft, delicate, and pale, and she was very affectionately supported by several seniors on stage.

Her soft and feeble appearance caused the men in the audience to be itchy, and even more distressed. She couldn't help but speak to crusade against the mulberry leaf: "It's been more than an hour, and I haven't woken up yet. This mulberry leaf is really too much."

Although they pity and pity, Leng Qingyi's strength is still there, and their hands are lightly on the test stone. As a result, the test stone is still purple.

She and her senior brothers all passed the Sixty-ninth Street test.

Leng Qingyi is very popular. Seeing her pass, many people laughed, and even relieved, "It is said that Miss Leng is strong and there is no problem, and I am happy to think that she can see her in the next test."

"Yes, yes, me too, such a person is really rare to see, and it is much more pleasing to the eyes than some people with black eyes and black hair."

Some people think this is very unpleasant, "How can you say it, you want to compare Miss Leng with a black-eyed trash? You are simply insulting Miss Leng!"

Then there was another burst of laughter.

"..."

Duanmu Yawang, who could be shot even while lying down, said that she had no **** words.

In fact, many people still like to watch Duanmu Yawang's jokes. Generally, they can leave after the test, but everyone refuses to leave, and a personal gaze falls on her intentionally or unintentionally.

When Duanmu Yawang took the stage, everyone couldn't help but guess, "You said, can she survive this solution?"

"It should not be able to pass." Someone said without hesitation: "Did you not see, she can't even solve Ms. Fan's tricks, she knows to hide, she must just be able to reach the 70th Street test."

"Right."

Everyone agrees.

Duanmu Yawang thought it was funny. Each of them only remembered her fight with Fan Lingxiang, but forgot her fight with Liang Baihe. People, really only believed in what they were willing to believe!