The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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A few arrogant boys walked in, looking like they were looking for trouble.

"This classmate, are you a new transfer here? Why haven't we seen you in school?" One of the boys held a cigarette in his mouth and tilted his body to look at Luo Liyan, thinking he was handsome.

To be honest, his actions really match his appearance.

If a good-looking and tall boy does this action, it will make the girl's legs weak, but if he is ugly and short, it will give people a feeling of being vulgar and ugly.

Luo Liyan turned her face to one side, not wanting to look at that face at all.

The boys naturally noticed her dislike, and their expressions became ferocious.

"Don't be shameless." The leading boy kicked the stone in his foot hard towards Luo Liyan.

As a result, Luo Liyan kicked the stone back to him as if he were kicking a ball, and it hit him right in the middle of the goal. The other party cried out in pain, covered the injured area, and squatted down.

"My face is on my face, so I don't need your help. Really, can't there be less of this kind of mess in school?" Luo Liyan sighed, "You'd better take him to the hospital to have a look. Well, be careful, he will be ruined for the rest of his life and can only be a eunuch."

"You're looking for death!" The boys behind shouted, trying to find something to attack Luo Liyan.

In their opinion, it was just a coincidence that Luo Liyan just happened. No one believed that a little girl could have such great abilities.

Before they could find anything, Luo Liyan saw Huo Mingheng standing behind them, stabbing one of the boys straight with the long sword in his hand.

Luo Liyan was stunned for a moment, still thinking about whether the sword in his hand would cause harm to these people.

After all, she could see Huo Mingheng, and it was normal for her to be able to touch Huo Mingheng's things, but since other people couldn't see Huo Mingheng, they couldn't also touch him.

However, Xiao Liuzi's reminder sound was accompanied by a long gash being cut on the boy's arm.

Only then did Luo Liyan realize that although those people could not see Huo Mingheng, the harm was real.

But Huo Mingheng was obviously not satisfied with just stabbing the sword.

Raising his sword, he swung it directly at the neck of one of the boys.

"No! Stop!" Luo Liyan was afraid that her head would be chopped off immediately, so she couldn't care less and shouted loudly.

Fortunately, Huo Mingheng's reaction was quick enough. His sword stopped directly in front of the boy's neck, just one centimeter away. Luo Liyan's legs trembled.

The boy felt something cool on his neck, and raised his hand to touch it. Luo Liyan quickly frowned and signaled Huo Mingheng to take the sword back.

But the boy's subconscious reaction had already cut his hand on the sword.

The sword that had been fired directly made a bloody gash on his hand.

"What's going on? What's going on with my hand?" The boy was so frightened that he screamed like crazy, and Huo Mingheng also took the opportunity to take the sword back.

Luo Liyan breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the boy calmly, "You are all injured, why don't you go to the hospital quickly."

"Tell me honestly, what happened?" The boy whose arm was injured first, crossed his arm and stared at Luo Liyan with a ferocious face.