If the monks of this world heard Miao Yunsu grit his teeth and say such vicious words, his heart would definitely tremble, and the master of a sect would say such things in public, which meant that he would definitely do it.

But Zhang Xiaohan doesn't care about the soul at all, she can't be reincarnated forever, she is already a human being in the second life, she has lived one more life, and with the memories of her previous life, she has long felt that she has earned it.

Besides, she didn't think that Miao Yunsu had a chance to extract her soul in her heart, she would never threaten her opponent before she killed, she would only kill people directly, so she just smiled slightly at this kind of verbal intimidation.

Her eyes shifted from Miao Yunsu's body to his left and right, and from their appearance, she directly recognized the identities of these two people.

The two of them despised Zhang Xiaohan, and they already regarded her as a dead person in their sights, and they didn't even bother to look at her more.

Zhang Xiaohan's heart suddenly had another thought, what she had to do in a while was contrary to what Mu Hibiscus was doing, Mu Hibiscus should not be sad.

He shook his head, how could Hibiscus not guess what she would do, but Hibiscus didn't stop her, this is a friend, understand each other, although the approach is contrary.

Zhang Xiaohan shook his head slightly, in Miao Yunsu's eyes, it was Zhang Xiaohan who was questioning what he had just said, and he didn't believe that he could do anything to her, Zhang Xiaohan was clearly provoking him by posing with contempt.

What kind of identity is Miao Yunsu, if it weren't for Zhang Xiaohan being the enemy of the murderer, how could he talk to her so much, and suppress the anger in his heart at the moment. decided on several ways for Zhang Xiaohan to die, and then no longer looked at Zhang Xiaohan, and said loudly to the mountain gate: "Sect Master Xia, Miao Yunsu of the Three Temples is here to visit." ”

The voice was sent far into the mountain gate, and Miao Yunsu's voice could be heard in the entire mountain gate.

Zhang Xiaohan frowned slightly, when Miao Yunsu said the first time, Xia Chenxi should have heard it, but after such a long time, he didn't come out, but she came over stupidly. Made a handful of birdshots. But even if she doesn't come, Miao Yunsu won't let her go.

But Xia Chenxi really didn't come out, and he didn't answer, so he left Miao Yunsu to dry. Let yourself deal with Miao Yunsu here sentence by sentence. What is he playing?

I thought to myself. His eyes were still on the two cultivators, and he sent a message to Zhang Tao in his heart, telling him not to appear in a hurry.

If Zhang Tao comes out. He was bound to be embarrassed, and Xiaobao Firefox also stood up all of them, as if the four of them wanted to monopolize the thousand monks of the Three Temples.

It was impossible and would not be able to do it, why did he put on that look, and he didn't say anything about Xia Chenxi's delay in showing up, not only Miao Yunsu was very angry, but Zhang Xiaohan was also a little reluctant.

If it weren't for the inheritance she obtained, Zhang Xiaohan really wanted to turn around and leave.

"Xia Chenxi, your Wuji Sect disciple killed my Young Sect Master of the Three Holy Temples, and now you are in the sect like a turtle with your head shrunk, hmph, as long as you hand over the murderer, my Three Temples will definitely not be difficult for you." The cultivator beside Miao Yunsu, Zhu Fanchen, couldn't help it.

They can't just be left to hang out, reporting to their families one by one, and letting the other party ignore them.

However, they always had to explain a few words about the scene before they could attack the mountain gate.

Zhang Xiaohan sighed in his heart, and simply sat on the stone steps behind him, looking up at the Three Temples monks outside the mountain gate, studying how many sword formations they could form.

If these two cultivators formed a sword formation, it was unlikely, if the cultivation suddenly rose so much, they would definitely not be able to escape the Heavenly Tribulation, and their hearts were slightly relaxed.

But what about the cultivators of the Divine Transformation Period, will they quickly become a Cultivator of the Divine Cultivation Period? There is also Miao Yunsu, he will definitely strike at her first, and she agreed to contain the cultivators of the Divine Cultivation Period.

Although he was sitting, staring at the sight of nearly a thousand people outside, Zhang Xiaohan didn't have any pressure at all, and discussed with Zhang Tao and the three of them how to face the battle in his mind.

Xia Chenxi is really powerful, and the monks of the Wuji Sect are all deep, Zhang Xiaohan sat on the steps boredly, watching Miao Yunsu's face change from anger to anger, listening to the three temples start a sentence or two, followed by more and more loud shouts and scolding, it was simply speechless.

The first time she heard the monk scolding, she always thought that the monk was not scolding, ah, he didn't scold before the beating, it turned out that he just didn't have a chance.

But she really admired Xia Chenxi, so she just let her scold and didn't come out.

But soon she could not sit down, because the object of the scolding became her, and who said that monks would not curse? People who are gifted in cultivation are not bad at scolding.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at the monks of the Three Temples outside the big array rather dumbfounded, she couldn't listen to these words, anyway, she couldn't relay them, were they still monks? That's what it means for shrews.

Their words are all obscene, all unbearable, hundreds of people are going to say a word, if Zhang Xiaohan endures it any longer, it will not be Zhang Xiaohan.

Zhang Xiaohan's face finally sank, and she slowly stood up from the stone steps, she only looked at Miao Yunsu, and her body slowly flew up.

Through the light curtain, she and Miao Yunsu stood at the same height, she couldn't see her face, but she knew that there was absolutely no trace of a smile on her face.

"Miao Yunsu." As soon as she spoke, the scolding of the Three Temples monks stopped at once, but as soon as she heard Zhang Xiaohan call Miao Yunsu's name, the scolding started again.

Zhang Xiaohan ignored those noisy scoldings at all, a trace of contemptuous laughter suddenly appeared on her face, her lips moved slightly, and what she sent out was the transmission of divine consciousness.

"Miao Yunsu, you stupid."

Zhang Xiaohan doesn't know how to scold, in her past and present lives, she hasn't scolded a dirty word, she is very angry, and the word stupid can be regarded as a curse.

"You are also the sect master of a famous sect, your disciple said this kind of rhetoric in his mouth, you are not ashamed but proud, no wonder among the three major sects, your three temples are the weakest, a sect that always hangs foul words on the lips, can you still stand up to the sky on the Lingwu Continent?"

If Zhang Xiaohan really showed his strength in reality, he could also crush the monks outside the mountain gate, after all, those who were willing to scold were all monks in the early Yuan Infant and the Yudan period, and the high-level monks still relied on their own identity.

However, it is a fool's practice to expose his strength before he officially makes a move, and Zhang Xiaohan does not bother to compete with those low-level monks.

In the face of such insults, the female cultivator who neither returned the mouth nor became angry and ashamed, Zhang Xiaohan is the only one, or, there is no monk who has endured such angry scolding at all, Miao Yunsu's hand suddenly raised, and the scolding behind him stopped abruptly. (To be continued......)

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Mu has a manuscript, I write as much as I send as much, because I have tried to save the manuscript, you should remember that I used to have a Saturday and Sunday, there will be a day of ten thousand changes, because that day did not go out, stay at home, but last week did not add more, just want to save the manuscript, do you know what the consequences of saving the manuscript are? It's that I only wrote 2,000 words the next day, and I did this for two days in a row, and I couldn't code words at all.

I won't go out tomorrow, strive for four watches, anyway, write as much as I want, and there will be no motivation if there is no pressure.

Also, my idea of the fairy world has been perfected, and I'm in a hurry to let the heroine soar, but the heroine herself is not in a hurry, what should I do?