Chapter 8: The Mysterious Man

"Who are you? Why in Yun Ling's house this slut? Yun Fengju, who calmed down, scolded angrily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info []

"Second Miss, don't you know me? Wasn't that the one who was hanging from the tree the other day? Yun Ling smiled coldly.

"You're Yun Ling?!" Yun Fengju asked suspiciously, and then laughed out loud as if she had seen a big joke, "Yun Ling, that slut was born with a medicine jar, and a gust of wind can blow her to the western sky, and two days ago, she was completely hit by my spiritual fire, and it burned so much that she couldn't get it out of the black ashes." Tell me, who are you? Otherwise, I'll ask the guards of Yunfu to cut you indiscriminately!" Yun Fengju crossed her hands and pointed at her hatred and said, the fire burning in her eyes was about to kill Yun Ling.

"Dressed in yellow clothes pulled out of the latrine, with his hands on his waist and a fierce look, he is simply a thin-footed compass. It's not terrible to be ugly, but it's your fault to be scary, Second Miss. Yun Ling indifferently walked back to the table in the room, poured out a glass of water, and said leisurely while drinking.

"Yun Ling, you slut, you dare to ignore me, I will kill you!" Yun Fengju raised her slap and fanned Yun Ling, but for some reason, her feet slipped, and her body made close contact with the ground again.

"Second Miss, why did you make this big gift, do you want to confess and apologize to me......" Before Yun Ling finished speaking, a small fireball suddenly hit him.

"Look for death!" As soon as he saw the fireball, Yun Ling was furious, picked up the cup he had just drunk tea and caught the fist-sized fireball, and turned his wrist to buckle the teacup on the table, and the fire was extinguished in an instant.

After two consecutive wrestlings, Yun Fengju's hair was scattered, her lips were like a pig's mouth, the blood on her palms was still flowing, and a pair of Danfeng eyes stared at Yun Ling fiercely. However, she didn't dare to move, and the scene of Yun Ling catching her fireball with a cup just now shocked her.

When did the delicate and weak medicine jar Yun Ling become so fast? Can you catch the spiritual fire?

Touching her cracked lips, Yun Fengju became fierce again, "Slut, you wait, Miss Ben will definitely make your life worse than death." ”

With that, she turned around and left the strange wooden house.

"Knowing that a hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, it's not bad, it's not a stupid person with a big mind and no brains. But since you bullied me Yun Ling, and you still want to leave safely like this, you are too underestimated to look down on this girl. Thinking so in his heart, Yun Ling stroked his somewhat sore arm, "This body is too bad, just catching a fireball is tired like this, it seems that you have to hurry up and exercise." ”

However, in the trees not far from this room, two figures were standing on the branches and quietly watching the scene inside the room.

"Zimo, this woman is the waste Yunling you are talking about?" A man dressed in white stood with his hands in his hands, his surprised expression was exactly the same as Yun Fengju just now.

"This ......" The man named Zimo who was standing next to him was speechless for a moment, wondering why the weakest woman in the legendary Yunfu could casually accept the attack of the third-order spiritual fire.

"I don't know if you saw it, the hand just now...... The so-called second lady didn't know that she had been tricked. It seems that there is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in this cloud mansion, check this woman. The man commanded.

"Yes, Childe." Zimo responded.

Looking closely, the boy covered his face with a silver mask, a pair of exposed eyes were bright, and he was dressed in a white light fur, which was not stained at all. The demeanor is very chic, rich and beautiful, and the charm is unique, as elegant as the ice and snow under the feet.

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