(Douluo) Li Qingyao

Under the command of Qingyao, the second team of Wuhundian Academy achieved a temporary undefeated record.

"Third brother, your wife is really powerful and she is also a control type, dual control." Ma Hongjun raised his eyebrows and stretched out two fingers, teasing Tang San in a sly way.

Tang San was beaming. She saw Qingyao hurriedly came to Wuhun City a few days ago and knew that she was a member of Wuhun Palace Academy.

Only winning but not losing made the team led by Qingyao famous in the soul master world, but when more people heard the words Wuhun Palace, they just said, "It turns out to be Wuhun Palace, no wonder it is so powerful."

Tang San was proud of Qingyao and felt sorry for her. At the same time, he was more determined not to give in when facing Qingyao.

After a few rounds of competition, the next opponent will be Shrek Academy, a one-on-one competition.

The second team of Wuhundian started their preparations, stretching their arms and legs to warm up. Qingyao planned to win this battle.

The master of the academy, who was wearing clothes with only his eyes exposed, walked toward her. Qingyao frowned as she listened to the instructions whispered in her ears.

Actually asking them to admit defeat directly?

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the people on the stage. Wuhundian didn't take Qingyao seriously. Only Yueguan saw her angry eyes and laughed disdainfully.

They have no right to resist, Wuhundian Academy represents Wuhundian.

The stinky Qingyao and the referee admitted defeat. Everyone was talking about why the team that was in the spotlight had to admit defeat. Then Blazing Fire Academy also admitted defeat, and everyone understood what Wuhundian was trying to do.

Qingyao didn't intend to comfort those teammates who bowed their heads and sighed. She was not the captain.

She was still a little angry at the bottom of her heart, not wanting to lose without a fight.

The people on the field slowly dispersed. Tang San looked at Qingyao, who was obviously extremely unhappy, and said nothing, just slowly followed him, thinking of ways to make him happy.

Handing a piece of candied haws forward, Qingyao glanced at the candied haws, snorted and snatched the thing away.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, willing to take something means he was coaxed well.

"I'm the kind of person who can't be coaxed by Tanghulu now." Qingyao was unhappy.

Tang San found a good-looking hair accessory on the street, smoothed Qingyao's long hair, and helped her style her hair.

The bangs on both sides tickled her face, and she shook her head, messing up her hairstyle.

"When did you find out it was mine?" Tang San was actually very curious.

"I'm the kind of person who can't be coaxed by Tanghulu now." This kind of words was often used by Qingyao when she acted like a spoiled child in her previous life.

Idiot, who told you to use the Purple Demon Eyes in the competition just now? Her mental power is very good.

Qingyao stretched out her hands to the masked face and pursed her lips.

Their positions were not suitable for taking off the masks directly, and both came out wearing masks that covered the upper half of their faces.

"I discovered it a long time ago, when we first met."

Her eyes are sincere and affectionate, her eyes meet each other, and her gentle tone is enough to deceive others.

She had coaxed Tang San, but actually before Tang San used the Purple Demon Eyes, she was not sure that the Tang San in front of her was her husband who had not drank Meng Po Soup.

Tang San smiled dullly, his deceptive appearance was exactly the same, and it didn't change.

"What about you?" Qingyao asked.

"Uh" Tang San's expression froze and he was speechless.

He needs to think about this question carefully, what if the answer is not to his liking.

"I discovered it a long time ago, when we first met."

Qingyao's face was full of doubts. This guy actually used her trick. It was so cunning.

The autumn wind blows, and the petals on both sides of the road flutter with the wind.

Spread your hands out and the petals fall into your palms.

It was a peach blossom, and the petals of the peach blossom reflected in their eyes, full of each other.

No matter how beautiful the previous life was, it is no better than this life, so let them continue to love each other.

The red thread between the fingers was silently entangled between the two of them.

The two lips met, and the peach blossoms exchanged back and forth in their lips.

The beauty is here, and the peach blossoms are like yesterday.