Douluo's lucky son

Seeing that Tang San was knocked down by her waist skill, Xiao Wu was extremely happy. Let's see if you dare to look down on girls in the future!

"Haha, I lost, but what move did you just make that was so powerful?"

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"Hey, sure enough."

When Long Xiaoyu saw the result, she covered her face and smiled. Even if the timeline was changed by herself, Tang San would still lose to Xiao Wu, and then... he fell in love with her.

At this point, Long Xiaoyu didn't intend to wait and watch anymore. Watching them fight was just a matter of sentiment, but just watching them act like shit was fine. She didn't have the potential to be abused, so she turned around and left with her Nana.

There is a big gap between the Sixth House and the Seventh House. Not only is the environment good, but it is also full of first-year freshmen. Entering inside, Long Xiaoyu feels like entering a kindergarten. There are milky sounds everywhere. The whole dormitory is not like the Seventh House. There are so many people, and at a glance, there are only more than 20 beds in total. However, compared with the maximum eight-person room Duolong Xiaoyu used to go to school in his previous life or stay with his colleagues, he still can't stand so many people.

Also because he and Gu Yuena were the last to arrive, there were only two empty beds, and they were not adjacent to each other, one on the east side and one on the west side.

"this······"

Before he could complain, several people came over.

"Classmate, you are a freshman! There happens to be a seat next to me, so come and sleep next to me!"

"There's one next to me too! Sleep with me!"

"Xiao Ming, get up quickly and let the new little beauty sleep with me!"

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Huh! When my face touches my reverse scale? ! Long Xiaoyu's face immediately darkened.

He and Gu Yuena were noticed by others as soon as they came in. After all, what time was it and there were still new students?

As for Gu Yuena, through her hair, delicate hands, beautiful eyes, and cherry-like lips under the half-obstructed mask, it was easy to recognize that the other person's appearance was absolutely extraordinary. She might not be a fairy, but at least she was definitely not human. tank.

Gu Yuena also frowned when being harassed like this. She might be submissive when facing the teacher, but facing this group of children about her own age, Xiaoyu said that she didn't need to be afraid of anyone at her level.

She raised her hand and was about to reveal the silver dragon spear, but a familiar hand suddenly grabbed her little hand.

Confuse? I was puzzled by Long Xiaoyu's action.

"Don't let these hands get dirty."

The tone is very doting, the eyes are very gentle, Gu Yuena's hand is very soft and slender. Although it is a little cold, it heats up quickly in his hand. Holding her hand, Long Xiaoyu always feels very happy.

"Where do you poor guy come from? Her friend?"

"That's right, a poor guy still wants to eat a swan, ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, Long Xiaoyu took action and punched the opponent hard in the face. Indeed, compared to Tang San, his clothes were better. After all, he was sponsored by Brother Tao, and he must have bought new clothes, but he couldn't compare with the rich second generations in front of him. And Gu Yuena doesn't need secular clothes at all. With the blessing of the elements of heaven and earth, filthy things can't get close to her at all. As for why? It can only be said that Gu Yuena is not Xiao Wu's conventional transformation.

"Xiao Ming! Why are you doing this!"

Seeing someone on their side fall to the ground, others were also angry and scolded Long Xiaoyu. Are a group of 6-year-old rich second generation still thinking about convincing others with reason? Long Xiaoyu smiled, then he will teach you today what it means to have a big fist, which is the last word!

"Weapon martial spirit, Tang Dao!"

The Rubik's Cube was formed in an instant, and the edge of the Tang Dao in his hand made several people around him couldn't help but retreat. They were all the favorites of the family. When had they ever been threatened at such a close distance? Fear naturally arises in my heart.

However, there are always a few iron-headed boys in the world who dare to test wildly on the edge of danger.

"Hmph! This is an academy. Do you dare to try it?"

After one person took a step back, he stood up again and looked at Long Xiaoyu with disdain.

"Hey, Kuang, I really don't dare to kill you."

The intimidation power of Wuhun was pretty good, only one was stubborn. As soon as he said these words, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could think about how to deal with each other next, Long Xiaoyu spoke again.

"But it's still okay to beat him to death."

As soon as the voice stopped, he punched the face of the person who had just tried the method. With the equipment and buffs given by the system, who was he afraid of at the same level? snort! He doesn't have the good temper of Tang San. Who can reason with you and tease my wife in front of me if you have the strength? Even a man can't stand this damn thing!

Long Xiaoyu's action frightened the others, so he took action now? Also just slap in the face? This guy is so cruel!

Seeing Long Xiaoyu riding on the opponent's body and punching the opponent's face fiercely, screams quickly spread, and other people who had gathered around retreated one after another, with no intention of coming to help. Everyone just Those who are here are not familiar with it, and they have hit a brick wall. Who dares to help? What's more, the opponent's martial spirit is a knife, and it is still shining brightly in front of them, as if to declare death to anyone who comes near!

Gu Yuena was confused, why? Would he be so angry? This is the first time I've seen him so angry. Is it because of...himself?

"I was wrong, I was wrong, wuwu..."

I don’t know how long it took, but the man under Long Xiaoyu could not speak clearly. There was blood on his nose and mouth. He looked extremely miserable. His martial spirit was just a stick, and he could use the stick and the knife to strike. ? He is not stupid. He would rather let the opponent use his fists to vent his anger for a while than dare to use his martial spirit.

"Hmph, don't be dissatisfied. If you can be beaten up by someone from the Wuhun Palace who is full of innate soul power, you won't lose unjustly."

After the fight, he stood up, resisting the soreness in his fists, and casually threw five gold soul coins to him. These were the only five he had left. Although he was a little reluctant to give them up, he still had to give them out. The money was gone. You can still make money, but if you can't deal with it, you'll have endless troubles. Drawing on the gangsters in his previous life, who had strong power, verbal threats, and a spendthrift attitude, if he couldn't keep his mouth shut, he would have to re-examine the hardness of six-year-old children in this world.