Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

"That's right, it's her. I'll never forget this figure ?"    

In the plaza, the moment Lin Shuanger appeared, she attracted countless of gazes, staring directly at the beautiful figure that was slowly descending to the ground.    

Today, Lin Shuanger was wearing a set of sky blue clothes, contrasting with her beautiful figure, her long black waterfall like hair danced in the wind, causing her skin to become snow-white. Although her face was covered by a thin veil, the barely discernible shape of her face gave people a kind of hazy beauty, causing them to be unable to resist the urge to pull apart that thin veil, and take a look at her impeccably beautiful face.    

However, as Lin Shuanger's clear, crystal-like eyes drifted about, a clear and elegant temperament was revealed, causing others to feel holy and not be able to desecrate her.    

Although there were many female disciples present who had decent appearances, with Lin Shuanger's appearance, how could the fireflies by the side of Haoyue shine?    

"Shuang'er ?"    

Long Bufan's eyes were slightly startled, and the act of cracking melon seeds suddenly froze. Looking at Lin Shuanger, the corner of her mouth slowly raised up into a smile.    

After three months, they finally met again.    

"Junior Sister Shuang'er, it's been a while since I've seen you. Have you been well?"    

Right at this moment, a voice filled with concern suddenly sounded out by Lin Shuanger's side. Soon after, a man in a golden gown walked over with a smile, and his gaze quickly swept across Lin Shuanger's charming body, a trace of uncontrollable desire appearing in his eyes.    

He had wanted to subdue the flower from the school in front of him for a very long time, but sadly, they rarely met, so naturally, the golden-cloaked man would not miss an opportunity like this.    

"That fellow Mo Yun is actually going to attack Junior Sister Shuang Er!"    

Seeing the golden robed man purposely walk up to talk with Lin Shuanger, the surrounding people were all somewhat unhappy, but none of them dared to say anything.    

Within the Inner Palace Hall, everyone recognized this elegant and unrestrained Mo Yun. Not only was his talent astonishing, he was also promoted to the level of a direct disciple of the Blue Cloud Pavilion at the mere age of twenty. Not long ago, his cultivation had already broken through to the middle stages of the third level of the Spirit Sea.    

In the ranking tournament this time, Mo Yun could be said to be one of the higher ups of the sect that they valued more.    

But other than that, the other person that was famous for Mo Yun was the Blossom Heart Slag Man. Relying on his position and personal charm in the sect, he often pursued some beautiful disciples that he had just entered, but he just got bored of it and threw it away, which caused many female disciples to suffer from mental trauma.    

As long as Mo Yun did not break the sect's rules or truly attacked and hurt others, they would normally turn a blind eye.    

Seeing that Lin Shuanger did not have any reaction, a hypocritical smile still hung on Mo Yun's handsome face, and she once again asked gently: "Junior Sister Shuang'er, later on, it will be the sect's competition. Do you have anything during your cultivation that you do not understand, I can give you some pointers."    

Lin Shuanger tilted her head, calmly looked at the golden robed man, and lightly nodded: "Very good, there's no need."    

After a brief reply, Lin Shuanger turned her head back and continued to search the crowd for Long Bufan's figure. Very quickly, Long Bufan's lazy figure, which was extremely out of place with the crowd, appeared in front of her eyes.