761 Do You Have a Death Wish?
Wen Ling and the other two surrounded Chaoge.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
A fight started.
Chaoge fought three enemies all at once in the snowfield and was able to fend them off in the beginning.
As time went by, however, Chaoge began to tire. It was less energy-consuming for the other three, and they weren’t as fatigued as she was.
“Hahaha, Duan Chaoge, you’re so dead!” Wen Ling’s smile looked very savage!
“Thump!” She hit Chaoge in the chest.
Liu Hao and Mu Qing had each grabbed one of Chaoge’s arms, immobilizing her. She had no choice but to endure the full impact of the blow!
Chaoge felt a throbbing pain in her chest!
She glared at Wen Ling!
Unfortunately, instead of making any progress, Chaoge’s cultivation level had dropped in the past five years.
The exam started shortly after she regained her normal ability, and it was only natural that she was no match for these three people working together.
Given time, she could surely surpass them.
But time was something she didn’t have at the moment.
“Duan Chaoge, I’m only going to say this once!” Wen Ling stared at Duan Chaoge with a taunting look on her face. “Say ‘Feng Wu is a bitch’ and we’ll cut you loose!”
Wen Ling was so sly!
Of all these candidates, Chaoge was Feng Wu’s best friend. If Chaoge were to betray Feng Wu, the effect would be devastating.
“Say it!” Pinching Chaoge’s chin, Wen Ling stared at her in contempt. She then punched Chaoge in the stomach. “Now!”
“Cough, cough —”
It hurt a lot —
Wen Ling was a Level 1 Spiritual Grandmaster at least, and she spared no effort with that blow!
Chaoge spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Say it!” Wen Ling stared at Chaoge.
But Chaoge only smirked and looked right into Wen Ling’s eyes. “Kill me if you want. I’ll never betray Xiao Wu. Kill me now! I dare you!”
“You think I won’t do it?” Wen Ling snorted. With a flip of her wrist, a dagger appeared in her hand.
The sharp blade glinted in the sunlight.
Wen Ling rested the blade against Chaoge’s throat.
“Say it or I’ll kill you!”
Chaoge sneered at her. “You bitch! Ye Yafei is a bitch! So is Mu Yaoyao!”
Wen Ling blanched with fury!
“What are you doing?”
An emotionless voice rang out a few steps away from them.
Turning around, Wen Ling was so frightened that she almost dropped her dagger.
It was none other than Mu Yaoyao.
And behind her were Yao Hao and Yao Ying, the Yao siblings.
“Are you making her curse me?” Mu Yaoyao stared at Wen Ling instead of Chaoge.
Wen Ling was shaking all over and almost dropped to her knees.
“Princess Mu! It’s not like that! I wasn’t!” Wen Ling explained herself in a hurry. “She’s Duan Chaoge and I wanted to make her betray Feng Wu and curse her, but she’s so stubborn. And I didn’t know that she was going to curse you. It’s all my fault —”
Wen Ling eventually knelt down with her head lowered. She was petrified.
Mu Yaoyao was already a prominent princess and her grandfather had just been made the head of Imperial College. Only an idiot would try to offend her.
Crossing her hands behind her back, Mu Yaoyao shifted her taunting gaze from Wen Ling to Chaoge.
“Why, Duan Chaoge, it’s you.”
The casual tone was filled with contempt.
761 Do You Have a Death Wish?
Wen Ling and the other two surrounded Chaoge.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
A fight started.
Chaoge fought three enemies all at once in the snowfield and was able to fend them off in the beginning.
As time went by, however, Chaoge began to tire. It was less energy-consuming for the other three, and they weren’t as fatigued as she was.
“Hahaha, Duan Chaoge, you’re so dead!” Wen Ling’s smile looked very savage!
“Thump!” She hit Chaoge in the chest.
Liu Hao and Mu Qing had each grabbed one of Chaoge’s arms, immobilizing her. She had no choice but to endure the full impact of the blow!
Chaoge felt a throbbing pain in her chest!
She glared at Wen Ling!
Unfortunately, instead of making any progress, Chaoge’s cultivation level had dropped in the past five years.
The exam started shortly after she regained her normal ability, and it was only natural that she was no match for these three people working together.
Given time, she could surely surpass them.
But time was something she didn’t have at the moment.
“Duan Chaoge, I’m only going to say this once!” Wen Ling stared at Duan Chaoge with a taunting look on her face. “Say ‘Feng Wu is a bitch’ and we’ll cut you loose!”
Wen Ling was so sly!
Of all these candidates, Chaoge was Feng Wu’s best friend. If Chaoge were to betray Feng Wu, the effect would be devastating.
“Say it!” Pinching Chaoge’s chin, Wen Ling stared at her in contempt. She then punched Chaoge in the stomach. “Now!”
“Cough, cough —”
It hurt a lot —
Wen Ling was a Level 1 Spiritual Grandmaster at least, and she spared no effort with that blow!
Chaoge spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Say it!” Wen Ling stared at Chaoge.
But Chaoge only smirked and looked right into Wen Ling’s eyes. “Kill me if you want. I’ll never betray Xiao Wu. Kill me now! I dare you!”
“You think I won’t do it?” Wen Ling snorted. With a flip of her wrist, a dagger appeared in her hand.
The sharp blade glinted in the sunlight.
Wen Ling rested the blade against Chaoge’s throat.
“Say it or I’ll kill you!”
Chaoge sneered at her. “You bitch! Ye Yafei is a bitch! So is Mu Yaoyao!”
Wen Ling blanched with fury!
“What are you doing?”
An emotionless voice rang out a few steps away from them.
Turning around, Wen Ling was so frightened that she almost dropped her dagger.
It was none other than Mu Yaoyao.
And behind her were Yao Hao and Yao Ying, the Yao siblings.
“Are you making her curse me?” Mu Yaoyao stared at Wen Ling instead of Chaoge.
Wen Ling was shaking all over and almost dropped to her knees.
“Princess Mu! It’s not like that! I wasn’t!” Wen Ling explained herself in a hurry. “She’s Duan Chaoge and I wanted to make her betray Feng Wu and curse her, but she’s so stubborn. And I didn’t know that she was going to curse you. It’s all my fault —”
Wen Ling eventually knelt down with her head lowered. She was petrified.
Mu Yaoyao was already a prominent princess and her grandfather had just been made the head of Imperial College. Only an idiot would try to offend her.
Crossing her hands behind her back, Mu Yaoyao shifted her taunting gaze from Wen Ling to Chaoge.
“Why, Duan Chaoge, it’s you.”
The casual tone was filled with contempt.
