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"Snort~" Mo Lingqin hugged her arms to the side, and looked coldly at Wei Lichang who was writing, directing, and acting by herself, and pushed her own mistakes away, and poured dirty water on her-

It seems that she is the one who suffers!

"Seeing that you can use the skills of a martial artist, you must be a spiritual martial artist, but your actions are contrary to the martial artists I know!

Oh, I originally wanted to find a grandmaster to learn art and apprenticeship, but now I see you, girl...... If that's really the case, then I'd rather bear the name of a lifetime of waste materials than recognize such a fly-camp dog and an empty apprentice as a master!" Mo Lingqin's words were simply a basin for Wei Lichang.

She'll splash dirty water, and she'll too!

As we all know, she Mo Lingqin was born a spiritual waste material.

Up to the streets and alleys, down to the tea house, there are many people who take her as a pastime after tea and dinner, looking at the whole Huaguo, who doesn't know her Miss Waste Materials in the General's Mansion?

Taking a step back, even if she Wei Lichang is really a young lady who doesn't rhyme with the world, then what reason did she use as a spiritual martial artist to her, an ordinary person who was defenseless and didn't even threaten her in the slightest, what reason did she use to be so ruthless, and even kill her?

If you are not as good as a ventriloquist?

Tut!

If the so-called martial artists and strong men in this continent are like her, then I'm sorry! She won't learn anymore! It's a big deal that she can find a way to see if she can strengthen her original internal strength!

Purely to survive, her housekeeping skills are still there!

"Well said!" a beautiful voice sounded like a clear spring flowing through a mountain stream.

I saw that a man in a white robe dressed in silver silk flowing, holding a white jade fan in his hand, his movements were natural and elegant, standing not far away like a beautiful landscape painting, looking at Mo Lingqin's side.

The gaze seemed to stay on her intentionally and unintentionally.

Mo Lingqin naturally saw people.

His white jade-like fingers, with distinct joints, are as slender as bamboo, and his black hair is still like waterfall ink, which is straight and naturally hangs down.

It's just that although people are not far away, in addition to being able to see that his figure is a man, Mo Lingqin also wants to see his appearance clearly, but no matter how he looks at it, it seems to be unreal through a layer of fog.

She herself is a waste of spiritual power, so naturally she doesn't know that this person with supreme spiritual power can use illusions to cover her face.

Hua Sheng and Hua Yu naturally know.

And the higher the spiritual power of this person, he will naturally be able to see through the true appearance of a person whose spiritual power is lower than them and uses illusion to conceal his face.

However, Hua Sheng couldn't see the man in front of him at all.

He was already at the third level of the ground level, and the man in front of him was afraid that he was not only two or three levels higher than him, but even higher.

When he saw the man's robe and the iconic outfit, he had already guessed in his heart that this person was afraid that it was Mr. Bai Yao, who was the head of the dragon and could not see the end.

Hua Yu saw the look of surprise in the eyes of the crown prince Hua Sheng, and after thinking deeply, he also guessed the identity of the person in front of him, which was the same as the person Hua Sheng thought.

The two of them knelt on the ground at the same time and saluted the man in front of them-