Academy of Fire Princess (42)

  Huǒ Língér's gaze was fixed on Xīngxīnyǔ, her extreme anger made the extremely beautiful her look like a blooming rose, stunningly beautiful, yet seemingly carrying countless sorrows.

  "Stardust words, if I did it, would you dare swear that you will keep your promise?"

  Xing Xinyu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded "Of course, seeing your blood makes me happy!"

  "Good!"

  Huǒ Líng'ér didn't say another word, silently picking up the dagger on the ground.

  Sales counter of a shop

  The young and delicate girl couldn't bear to pull the handsome boy beside her, her clear eyes flashing with anxious light "Brother, please help her? Big sister is a good person, for the sake of her friend she would even hurt herself."

  The handsome young man rubbed the girl's hair and said, "Sister, is she still an unknown number? As a student at Anqiya Academy, it's not easy to take care of herself."

  He didn't think Huo Ling'er was foolish enough to harm herself, didn't the senior disciples say that earlier?

  They don't even know each other's names, how could she be so stupid? Moreover, being the young lady of a large conglomerate, it's really impossible for her to be that silly.

  "Hiss~"

  The next second, the handsome boy's eyes froze instantly.

  "Ah!" The little girl covered her eyes in fright.

  A sharp dagger was inserted straight into Huo Ling's right thigh, and in an instant, the blue hem of her skirt was splattered with bloodstains, and a large piece of bright red blood flowed down from her white as porcelain thigh.

  The zero-star students of the small shop are like a basin of cold water poured on people's heads, making them feel extremely chilly and uncomfortable.

  Originally, she could have escaped on her own, but as the former big group's little sister, she was willing to go this far for a not-so-familiar friend?

  How big is her heart?

  The doll-faced boy was stunned, his eyes fixed on the crimson color, forgetting to be afraid, and he stared blankly, as if he wanted to remember the crimson color forever.

  Huǒ Líng'er's forehead was beading with fine sweat, more painful than she had imagined.

  This is her first time getting hurt, in the past when she fought others would lose.

  Did not think that this time everybody did not fight and defeat, oneself hit oneself, thought of it quite silly.

  "Good, Huo Ling'er, you really didn't disappoint me." Xing Xin Yu laughed loudly.

  The noble Huo Ling'er was stained with blood and hung in a precarious position, let's see if she can still be so arrogant and intimidating. Xing Xinyu wanted to see the goddess's stunning scene of defeat.

  Excessive blood loss, Huo Ling's lips gradually turned white. "I've done what you wanted, let him go."

  The doll-faced boy reacted, and tears had already moistened the ground in front of him. He raised his hand heavily and slammed it onto the ground, hating his own incompetence, hating that he couldn't truly protect Huo Ling'er.

  Is he really not a man?

  "Haha, Huo Ling'er, do you think it's that easy?" Xing Xin Yu couldn't bear the sight of Huo Ling'er still having such a stunning and beautiful appearance. She wanted to personally cover her body with scars to make it even more satisfying. "One more slash."

  The pupils of the unstarred students involuntarily contracted.

  How is this possible? Are you going to add insult to injury?

  Does Xing Xin Yu want her to die here? What a ruthless woman!

  Huǒ Líng'er's body ached to the point of numbness, she stiffly pulled out the dagger from her thigh, and the fiery blood sprayed onto the ground, forming dots of blood plum blossoms.

  "Wait!"

  A boy with zero presence walked out from the shelves, and the faint light barely illuminated a slender and elegant boy wearing glasses. He walked to the front of the crowd, his eyes cold and clear, and when he passed by Huo Ling'er, he didn't give her any sympathetic look either.