Draw Goddess from Douluo

Another voice immediately echoed: "Yes, I heard about it too. I really didn't expect that he is so arrogant at ordinary times but so useless at critical moments."

These two sounds stung Liu Xiuxiu's ears like needlepoints. She stopped suddenly, her brows furrowed, and sparks of anger flashed in her eyes. She looked around and quickly locked onto the two teenagers who were about to leave. They were young, one had a crew cut and the other was slightly thinner. They were walking arm in arm with a proud smile on their face.

Liu Xiuxiu shouted at them: "You trash, don't speak ill of my brother behind my back!" Her voice was clear and loud, instantly attracting the attention of the people around her.

The boy with a flat head was startled by the sudden shout. He froze for a moment and looked back at Liu Xiuxiu with an angry look on his face. His eyes were wide open, as if in disbelief: "He indeed lost miserably, we are just telling the truth!" He tried to explain, but there was a hint of guilt in his tone.

"Besides, I'll kill you!" Liu Xiuxiu's tone was cold, and every word seemed to be filled with cold murderous intent. Her gaze was like a knife, piercing the boy's heart. The strong resentment radiated from her body, making the surrounding air seem to freeze.

The boy with a flat head was shocked by Liu Xiuxiu's momentum. He swallowed and looked at his companions beside him. He found that his companion also looked frightened, and was obviously frightened by Liu Xiuxiu's anger. He complained secretly in his heart, but he didn't expect that he would get into such big trouble just by chatting a few casual words.

"Don't say it, don't say it, I won't say it anymore, okay!" The boy with a flat head waved his hand quickly, indicating that he would say no more. He was afraid of angering Liu Xiuxiu again and causing even greater trouble. After saying that, he pulled his companion and ran away in a hurry, as if he was afraid that Liu Xiuxiu would catch up.

Liu Xiuxiu looked at the two people leaving in a hurry, with a sneer on her lips. She breathed deeply, trying to suppress the anger in her heart. However, the hatred for Liu Yang was like a flame poured with oil, growing stronger and stronger.

"Liu Yang, wait for me!" Liu Xiuxiu said through gritted teeth, "I must make you kneel down and beg me!" Her voice was full of firmness and determination, as if she had seen Liu Yang kneeling in front of her begging for mercy. Scenes.

Liu Xiuxiu knew that to make Liu Yang kneel down and beg her, threats and anger alone were not enough. She needs strength, enough strength to overwhelm Liu Yang and convince him. Therefore, she made up her mind to practice harder and improve her strength. Only in this way can she truly make Liu Yang pay the price and seek justice for the humiliation she suffered.

At that moment, Liu Xiuxiu's heart was filled with fighting spirit and belief. She firmly believed that as long as she worked hard, one day Liu Yang would kneel in front of her and pay the price for what he had done. And this day will not be too far away.

"Haha!" Liu Yang suddenly felt his nose itching and couldn't help but yawned. He was walking on the path leading to Baobao Garden, surrounded by lush trees, and occasionally a few birdsong broke the tranquility of the afternoon. Liu Yang touched his head, with a strange look on his face.

"Strange, why did you yawn so many times along the way?" He said to himself, and couldn't help but wonder if someone was speaking ill of him behind his back. This inexplicable feeling made him feel both funny and helpless.

At this moment, a brisk voice suddenly came from the front, making Liu Yang startled: "Hehe, someone is talking bad about you, it's me!"

Liu Yang looked up and saw a familiar figure walking out from behind a big tree in front. That was his senior sister, Ji Ziyue. She was wearing a lavender dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders, and a naughty and bright smile on her face. In her arms, she was holding Manman, a cute little Dou who was sleeping soundly. On the ground, stood a nine-tailed civet, which was their other little friend, Huanhuan.

"Senior Sister, why are you here too? Aren't you going back to accompany Master and Master?" Liu Yang asked curiously, and at the same time he stepped forward and reached out to touch Huanhuan's head.

Huanhuan immediately let out a cry of joy, jumped up and jumped into Liu Yang's arms. Liu Yang caught it with a smile and gently stroked its hair.