Five Hundred and Sixty-Five: I Like One Person, and She Is Everywhere I Look.

Mo Xiao is the murderer of Dongfang Sile.

This sentence may sound incredible and unbelievable at first glance.

However, when those people who were already afraid of the Great Imperial Master heard about this incident, they inevitably had no other ideas in their minds. As Yin Rong said, even she was full of curiosity about the origin and strength of the Great Imperial Master, let alone those who were truly strong?

In the past, Mo Xiao stood high on the altar, and his background as a fan and his high strength added a lot of mystery to him. And now, it is precisely because of this sense of mystery that he has become the object of everyone's suspicion.

Yu Huang stared at the 'yes' option and felt a chill running down his back.

At this moment, the real man behind the scenes will probably laugh heartily after seeing the voting results.

Because of the matter about the Great Imperial Master, Metrice was very upset. She picked up the trap, turned her head and asked Yu Huang: "Want to box?" Metrice is a boxing enthusiast. She likes the feeling of putting aside her spiritual power and relying solely on physical combat, especially when she is upset.

Yu Huang also needed to do something to vent her inner anger. She nodded and took a pair of traps from her cabinet. "Walk."

The boxing room is located in the activity room on the first floor.

The stairwell is built in the center of the dormitory building. On the right side of the first floor is the boys' dormitory, and on the left is a very spacious lounge. After the daily practice tasks, some people would go to the activity room to relax and do something to cultivate their sentiments.

When Yu Huang and the others came to the activity room, it was bustling inside.

The people in this activity room are divided into four factions based on different hobbies.

One is the archer faction headed by Fang Peipei and Donoer. This group of people occupies the shooting area in the southeast corner of the activity room. The second one is the chess faction headed by Xuanyuan Chen. This group of people occupies the northwest corner of the activity room. Some are playing chess, some are playing Go, and some are playing poker.

The third faction is the Knitting Faction, which is a group of beast masters who love knitting scarves and towels. Most of them are girls, but Estelle has mixed up with their faction. When Yu Huang and Metrice came in, Estelle was sitting on the open space in the middle of the activity room, thinking about how to knit a scarf.

Finally, there is the illusion faction.

The illusion faction is the most lively. There are humans, orcs, dwarves, and elves. They are all students who studied illusion with Feng Yuncheng. They occupy the northeast of the activity room.

The southwest area of ​​the activity room is the battle area, where all non-spiritual combat activities can be carried out. Such as boxing, fighting, taekwondo, etc.

Metrice and Yu Huang walked straight towards the southwest area.

Metrice has a voluptuous and plump figure, wearing a loose sports robe, which is tied with a belt, stretching out her waist and vaguely revealing the beauty of her chest. The mature and charming Metrice is the dream goddess of many male students.

But the fact that Metrice hates men has long been spread throughout the Holy Spirit Academy. Therefore, although the male students looked at her with eyes full of surprise and admiration, no one dared to be really presumptuous in front of her.

Even if they are not afraid of Metrics, they still have to worry about the royal family of the Shenyue Kingdom behind Metrics.

Compared with Meituisi, Yu Huang dressed more conservatively.

She was wearing a black slim-fitting sweatshirt, with the zipper at her collarbone pulled to its highest point, completely covering her neck. A pair of slender and powerful legs are hidden under the yellow sweatpants, and they look wild and unruly as they stride around.

When Feng Yuncheng saw Meituisi coming, he immediately stood up and said to his young apprentices: "That's all for today's explanation of illusion. My advantage is to do it." After saying that, Feng Yuncheng floated out like a gust of wind.

After a while, Feng Yuncheng returned to the activity room with two bottles of water and walked straight towards the southwest area.

Metrice tied up her waist-length curly hair with a thick black rubber band, completely revealing her charming face. She lowered her head and put on her gloves, and said to Yu Huang: "I have been practicing boxing for decades, and my punches are very powerful. Please bear with me if I offend you later."

Yu Huang smiled silently when he heard this.

"What a coincidence, I am also a close combat enthusiast." In the apocalyptic era, Yu Huang was the strongest single combatant, and she was the invincible queen.

Hearing this, Metrice was a little surprised, "Really?" Seeing that Yu Huang was tall and thin, she remained skeptical of what Yu Huang said.

"Don't you believe it?" Yu Huang nodded his nose and said with a smile: "I'll let you see what a real boxing champion is later."

As the two of them were saying this, a smiling male voice suddenly interrupted. "Your Highness, Yu Huang, I bought you some water."

"Fourth, why haven't you taught your little apprentices how to practice illusions?" Yu Huang glanced at the water that was held in Feng Yuncheng's left arm. There are two bottles in total, one bottle of pure mineral water and one bottle of lemonade.

In the college supermarket, a bottle of mineral water costs one point, and a bottle of lemonade costs two points. Points are more precious than spiritual stones to students, and they are generally reluctant to go to the supermarket to buy mineral water and drinks.

Feng Yun was weak in cultivation, so it was even more difficult for him to earn points.

Chasing a girlfriend is indeed expensive.

How could Feng Yuncheng not hear the teasing in Yu Huang's words?

But he pretended not to understand what Yu Huang meant. He said: "Illusion is not interesting. I am more interested in boxing recently. I am learning from the sidelines. I bought you some water. Do you want to drink it?"

"Drink." Yu Huang reached for the bottle of lemonade. Feng Yuncheng immediately raised his right hand and slapped the back of Yu Huang's hand. He said, "The lemonade is not yours." Feng Yuncheng handed the bottle of mineral water to him. Yu Huang, "This is yours."

Yu Huang took the mineral water and said, holding back her laughter, "Hey, give me lemon, give Metrics lemonade, fourth child, it's not good to treat them differently."

Feng Yuncheng secretly glanced at Meituisi.

Seeing Metris lowering her head to straighten her boxing gloves without even looking at him, he muttered silently in his heart: "Can it be the same? You are Grandmaster Sheng's daughter-in-law, and Your Highness is my future daughter-in-law. Good thing. It must be left to my wife.”

However, he didn't know that he actually said these words in a state of confusion.

So, Yu Huang heard it, and so did Metrice.

Metrice suddenly raised her eyes and stared at Feng Yuncheng. Her beautiful sea-blue eyes lost all warmth in an instant, and they looked like two cold, unpopular sea-blue gems.

Anyone who is stared at by such a pair of cold eyes will feel timid.

Yu Huang was also frightened by Feng Yuncheng's bold words. Did this guy eat the courage of a bear and a leopard today?

Feng Yuncheng also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and his handsome face turned pale in an instant, and then turned crimson again. He secretly looked at Metrice, and when he saw Metrice looking at him expressionlessly, Feng Yuncheng's heart beat suddenly faster.

"I..."

Feng Yuncheng was about to explain when he suddenly heard Metrice say: "Classmate Feng, it's better to think through your words before speaking. Don't say ambiguous words to make people misunderstand."

Feng Yuncheng's uneasiness suddenly turned into unwillingness.

"How I feel about His Highness, doesn't His Highness feel it? Everything I said went over my head." He did not deny it, but admitted it straight away.

Feng Yuncheng could no longer hide his feelings for Metrice, and it was impossible for Metrice not to notice it. But Feng Yuncheng was always very cowardly. Metris thought Feng Yuncheng would retreat after hearing her words, but she didn't know that this man not only refused to give up, but actually admitted it in public.

Feng Yuncheng's approach of hitting straight balls actually made Metrice angry and made it difficult for her to get angry. Metrice stared at Feng Yuncheng with an annoyed look for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "You like me?"

Feng Yuncheng nodded, "I like it."

Metrice raised the tip of her tongue and touched the roof of her mouth. She suddenly picked up the fist in Yu Huang's arms and threw it towards Feng Yuncheng.

Feng Yuncheng quickly grabbed his fist and heard Metrice say: "No need for spiritual power, if you can catch my ten punches and stand in front of me and say you like me, then I will give you a chance to pursue me. "Metris glanced at Feng Yuncheng from beginning to end, and said in a contemptuous tone: "I only accept the pursuit of strong people, weak chickens, I don't like him."

Feng Yuncheng held his boxing gloves, stared at Metrice's strong forearms, and swallowed subconsciously.

The Sharks are born with great strength, but Metrice has been fighting all year round and insists on doing special training every day. Her physical fitness is stronger than most men. Even Mo Yuelou would find it difficult to withstand her ten punches.

As a man, Feng Yuncheng is only 1.76 meters tall. He looks about the same height as Metrice.

With his slim figure and handsome appearance, he looks like he needs to be cared for and cherished.

With him like this, it would be difficult for him to receive not only ten punches from Metrice, but even three punches.

Unknowingly, the students staying in the activity room silently moved towards the southwest corner. They stared at Feng Yuncheng's frail and thin body, and were curious about whether Feng Yuncheng would agree to Metrice's request.

"...Okay!" Feng Yuncheng's clear voice revealed a firmness and paranoia.

Metrice suddenly stopped adjusting her gloves.

She glanced coldly at Feng Yuncheng's chest and snorted: "I won't show mercy."

Feng Yuncheng said: "Please try your best."

Metrice nodded and walked to the cushioned battle field first.

It was the first time Feng Yuncheng wore boxing gloves, and his movements seemed a bit clumsy. Yu Huang noticed Feng Yuncheng's nervousness. She came to Feng Yuncheng, picked up the gloves in Feng Yuncheng's arms and helped Feng Yuncheng put them on.

"Actually, you don't have to fight. Your Highness is physically strong and you can't handle it." Yu Huang couldn't bear to see Feng Yuncheng being tortured by Metris.

Feng Yuncheng said: "But I just like her. Whether she is indifferent to me or ignores me, she just needs to stand there quietly, and I like her very much. How do you say this?"

Feng Yuncheng began to move, and he said in a very soft voice: "If you like someone, you will see her everywhere."

"At first, I thought that liking her was my own business, and it didn't matter if she didn't respond to my feelings. But I didn't know that liking her would make people ambitious. If I liked her, I would naturally long for her to respond proactively. I."

Feng Yuncheng smiled lightly at Yu Huang, "She finally responded to me. I must seize this opportunity."

Yu Huang was a little stunned.

She knew Feng Yuncheng's feelings for Metrics, but she didn't expect that Feng Yuncheng liked Metrics to such a paranoid level.

"Then go ahead. Even if you are knocked down, as long as you still have a breath, you have to crawl and stand in front of her." Yu Huang hammered Feng Yuncheng on the chest, and she said: "Bless you!"

"Thanks."

Feng Yuncheng did jumping jacks on the spot.

Metrice waited impatiently, rolled her eyes and said, "What are you dilly-dallying about? Are you the one who is dilly-dallying?"

Feng Yuncheng immediately stopped his movements and walked firmly in front of Metris with heavy steps.

Metrice had already done some warm-up exercises, and as soon as Feng Yuncheng stood firm, she mercilessly waved her iron fist. But just when his fist was about to touch Feng Yuncheng, Feng Yuncheng suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

Metrice quickly retracted her fist.

She frowned and cursed: "What are you going to do again!"

Feng Yuncheng took off his gloves and took off his chain glasses with one hand. When he looked up again, his eyebrows were no longer covered by the glasses and became sharp and distinct.

Wearing glasses, Feng Yuncheng has the handsomeness of a gentle scum, but when he takes off his glasses, he has a natural coldness.

People who don't know him would think he is a king.

But those who know him will know that this is a cat pretending to be a tiger, and the soul under his cat shell is cowardly and narcissistic.