He looked at the cliff in front of him, fearing two wars.

"Yin Nian, Yin Nian has something to say!"

"In this way, the accounts between us will be written off."

"Our Nine-Tail Sect will definitely not hate you anymore."

"You! You touched me! Are you going to drag the First Academy into the water?"

Yin Nian's eyes pressed down slightly.

"How could it be?"

"I'm just a student, but my teachers didn't instruct me to do this. At worst, I'd just leave the college."

"Three Thousand Colleges, the same spirit is connected, can you move as soon as you want?"

"The things I did, except for your sect, people from other sects do not need to resent the First Academy, don't worry."

Yin Nian stepped on his tears.

"Meng Haoye, if you want to blame, just blame yourself for being Meng Jing's son."

Meng Jing was about to set off to rush towards the competition venue.

Meng Haoye is one of his most talented sons.

How could he be killed by Yin Nian?

But the next moment.

Yan Ming suddenly stood in front of him.

"Ouch!"

"My old waist, I was just injured by your people. Master Meng Jing, do you think you are responsible for me?"

Yan Ming hugged Meng Jing tightly, "If you don't give me an explanation, I won't leave now. I'm just watching the fun. Why are the people from your sect hitting me?"

"Get out!"

Meng Jing was so angry that his whole body was trembling.

It's too late!

Yin Nian looked neat and handsome in the bloodstone.

She kicked Meng Haoye away with a fierce kick.

He was kicked off to show off.

With horrifying screams and crying.

"Dad! Dad, save me!"

"Your father can't save you." Yin Nian tilted his head, and a cold sneer appeared in his eyes.

She looked at the Bloodstone.

"Meng Jing."

Yin Nian's smile flashed and she passed away.

"I'll treat you to my mother Mao Yu."

"Do you like this gift of revenge?"

"Oh, by the way, I'll give me a message to my mother Mao Yu."
Chapter completed!