The young man in black had contempt in his eyes, and he did not take Chen Luo seriously.

"What are you?"

Jiang Fuyao's beautiful eyes were slightly cold.

The entire Nanling City suddenly became cold.

The young man in black felt cold on his back, his eyes shrank rapidly, and he could feel Jiang Fuyao's murderous intent.

"Senior sister, he may not be a thing, you don't have to care." Chen Luo said with a smile.

"Too."

Jiang Fuyao nodded gently.

"you!"

The young man in black clenched his fists.

Jiang Fuyao's pretty face was slightly cold, "Zhang Wang, if you don't agree, you can try drawing your sword."

Zhang Wang is the sage son of the Youying Sect. The Youying Sect is the top ten forces in Zhongzhou. He is good at assassination. Ordinary forces dare not offend them.

Jiang Fuyao doesn't care.

"Haha, a good man doesn't fight with a woman. Boy, if you want to draw your sword with me, try it."

Zhang Wang knew that Jiang Fuyao was not easy to mess with, so he deliberately provoked Chen Luo, "What, are you cowardly?"

Chen Luo's eyes were firm and there was a sharp light in his eyes. Zhang Wang felt his fighting spirit.

"Do you dare to draw your sword?"

Zhang Wang deliberately angered Chen Luo, and as long as he dared to fight, he could humiliate him severely.

Jiang Fuyao believes that Chen Luo will not be impulsive.

Chen Luo took the oil paper umbrella with his left hand, hugged Jiang Fuyao's waist with his right hand, and smiled indifferently, "Are you blind? I don't have time to draw my sword now."

"Junior brother."

"Let's go to the academy."

Jiang Fuyao cooperated very well. She leaned against Chen Luo's arms and the two turned around and left.

Zhang Wang was stunned. He looked firm in Chen Luo just now, thinking that he was going to draw his sword.

However, Chen Luo hugged Jiang Fuyao.

"asshole!"

"How dare you humiliate me?"
Chapter completed!