Chapter 1029

Ye Che glanced at her. Qin Jing was warm-hearted and showed herself the way. When he was about to do something, he didn't want to bother her any more.

So ye Che suddenly moved, directly carrying the fist bully, galloped away in the distance.

"Hey, ye..."

Qin Jing saw that she was about to speak, but she swallowed the words in her mouth.

Because ye Che is already hundreds of meters away.

"Ye Che... What is he doing looking for Quan Yuan, and he has such strength at such an age..."

Qin Jing's face showed confusion and curiosity, thinking that she also quickly ran to the direction Ye Che left, which is the Tour field of Quan Yuan's lecture.

At the same time, ye Che galloped through the forest of the school with a fist bully who kept howling.

Just a step, it is hundreds of meters.

Maybe it's because the tour is about to start. Ye Che doesn't see many students outside the forest. Occasionally, he runs frantically in the direction of the tour.

Under the rapid of yeche, soon, a huge tour venue has appeared thousands of kilometers away from yeche.

Looking at the fist bully who was still howling in a low voice, ye Che said faintly: "I will give you a chance to talk with the fist source, but before that, if you dare to scream, I will directly wring your neck."

The voice was flat, but the fist bully's scalp was numb. He saw the bloody smell in Ye Che's eyes.

He was very familiar with the bloody smell and often saw it in the eyes of those soldiers who came back from the front line to rest.

"Did he... Go to the front!!!?"

The fist bully was shocked at the bottom of his heart, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

"OK... OK, I won't call."

Quanba thought and finally compromised.

Ye Che nodded slightly and put him down, but his arm was always on his shoulder.

They walked quickly and soon reached the already crowded tour venue.

The fist bully felt the strength of Ye Che's hand on his shoulder. As expected, he didn't dare to howl, but his eyes searched desperately in the Tour field, but he didn't find the familiar figure. Obviously, the tour didn't start.

The quality of the students around is very good. They seem very quiet. They talk in a low voice.

As time went by, ye Che stood at the back of these students, like a javelin.

Ye Che didn't move, and the fist bully didn't dare to move. Although his shoulder blade hurt, he had to bear it desperately for the sake of his own life.

At this time, ye Che felt a little and suddenly turned around. He saw Qin Jing and six or seven girls coming quickly.

"Eh, ye Che?"

Because ye Che stood at the back and the fist bully was next to her, she was very conspicuous and was directly seen by her.

Ye Che nodded to her without saying anything.

Qin Jing looked at the fist bully standing next to Ye Che in surprise. She didn't know why, so she asked tentatively, "Ye Che, do you want to come with us?"

Ye Che shook his head directly and refused.

Qin Jing didn't think there was anything, but one of the girls next to her frowned and said, "Qin Jing, why are you so warm and polite to people all the time? At least you are also a flower of the general hospital and have top talent. Why are you so hot and cold? This boy really thinks he is superior!"

Qin Jing is silent. She has just been directly rejected by Ye Che. She is also a little depressed.

The charming girl with strong breath wanted to say something more, but the voice that sounded in vain in the Tour field knocked her words into her stomach, and then she held her small fist and stared at the field excitedly

"Before the tour, the senior students of Quanyuan will know that there will be an important play, that is, the senior students of Quanyuan will challenge the four ace tutors of the General Academy with their own strength!!"

As soon as the words fell, there were countless cheers on the field.

Especially those little girls, their faces flushed and screamed.

Soon, a figure dressed in white floated into the tour venue.

It was an extremely handsome face, with a knife cut face and deep eyes. His face always showed a sunny smile, just like the ice drink in summer and the sunshine in winter, driving countless girls to shout excitedly.

The man, holding a shining silver spear, was like a burning silver flame in the sunshine.

"It's really handsome. It's not comparable to those cream kids 700 years ago."

Ye Che touched his chin and said to himself.

"That's right. My fist source brother is popular among thousands of girls, and his strength is terrible. He has fought on the front line for nearly eight years. I advise you to let me go so as not to embarrass you later!"

The fist source bared his teeth and said, his body kept twisting strangely, because the broken shoulder blade made him very uncomfortable.

"Unfortunately, he has a worthless brother like you..."

Ye Che said casually.

In an instant, my ears were quiet.

At this time, the appearance of Quan Yuan shook the hearts of countless girls on the tour. They screamed at the top of their voices. At that time, they heard that the male students were black eyed.

There is no denying that Quanyuan's appearance is really good. He is a neat snow-white suit, matched with his handsome and sunny face, and set off by the silver gun in his hand. He can really be regarded as the best looking man.

The pretty girl sitting next to Qin Jing, since the fist source came out, the excited scream has not stopped. The harsh excitement made the male students around, even ye Che, twitch in the corners of her mouth.

"Damn bastard, you know how to show off and be hacked to death sooner or later!"

"This guy likes to show off. When he said he came to lecture every year, he actually came to show off and confuse the girls in our school! It's said that last year, the talented school flower of our college was hooked up with him!"

"I'm paralyzed. I really want to kill him for Gou days with a knife. If it wasn't for the support of the boxers, he would be a thing. He was born more than ten years earlier than us. Is he ahead of us!?"

"Hey, hey, without boxers to support him, I'm afraid some experts have long despised him. They come to the general hospital to show off their authority every year and go up to work with him."

Just as ye Che listened to the screams of those girls and frowned secretly, sour voices also came into Ye Che's extremely sensitive ears.

"It seems that this fist source is a hypocrite..."

Ye Che muttered, and his eyes kept sweeping on the fist source in the field.

At this time, with a bell ringing, four middle-aged people with strong breath entered the Tour field.