Without waiting for the woman to speak, Fu Ling said again: "I can feel that you are not as strong as Qingzhi." ”

"You ......"

The woman at the head raised her hand and stopped the woman behind her.

Looking at Fu Ling, the woman at the head said: "My name is Xiaoyue, I am one of the eight, Fu Ling, although you are a goddess, but you have no real power at present, and your cultivation is not enough, talk to me like this, are you not afraid that I will embarrass you?" ”

Xiaoyue?

Several people were a little surprised after listening to what the woman said.

Is it Xiaoyue from Xiaoyue Tower?

If so, wouldn't it mean that this woman is the behind-the-scenes shopkeeper of Xiaoyue Tower?

"I'm afraid, won't you embarrass me?" Fu Ling said lightly: "If you don't plan to embarrass me, you won't go out of your way to say that I am blind." ”

When Xiaoyue heard this, she sneered: "You understand." ”

"Since you're an understanding person, I'll be straight to the point." Xiaoyue said indifferently: "The temple does need a goddess, but you won't live to enter the temple." ”

After the words fell, Xiaoyue glanced at Ye Mingxuan, then looked at Fu Ling and said: "The face is good, but it's ......" Speaking of this, Xiaoyue lowered her eyes and looked at the hands of Fu Ling and Feng Zhuo, and mocked: "Like your mother, I don't know shame, I hold hands with men in public, I really don't know how a person like you can be the chosen goddess?" ”

"It's naïve to be blind to choose you." Xiaoyue said: "But God is still long-eyed sometimes, your mother died early, you must be ......"

With a "snap", the entire lobby fell silent.

Fu Ling put his hand down, his expression was as cold as ice: "Go on." ”

Xiaoyue looked at Fu Ling in astonishment, and it took a while to react.

"You dare to hit me!?" Xiao Yue said sharply: "You are looking for death!" ”

"Boom!"

Xiaoyue's words fell, and a flame rushed to her face.

Seeing the flames rushing towards them, the seven people of Xiaoyue quickly retreated.

After Xiaoyue pushed it away, the flames disappeared.

Feng Zhuo stood in front of Fu Ling and looked at Xiaoyue with an indifferent expression: "Try her move." ”

"Feng Zhuo, I'll come." Fu Ling grabbed Feng Zhuo's hand, pulled the person back, and said indifferently: "She humiliated my mother." ”

Feng Zhuo turned his head to look at Fu Ling, and there was obvious worry in his purple eyes, but he didn't stop it.

Fu Ling took two steps forward, raised his hand and grabbed the ribbon and pulled it, the looper was released, and the ribbon spread out layer by layer, revealing his closed eyes.

Fu Ling let go, and the ribbon slowly fell to the ground.

His eyes still stinged, but Whirling didn't want to bother anymore.

If Xiaoyue humiliated her, she didn't need to do this, but Xiaoyue humiliated her mother!

A person who is dead, or someone who has been killed by the temple, why should the people of the temple humiliate her like this?

Shameless?

Holding the hand of the person you like is shameless?

God has eyes, so her mother died early?

"You're right." Fu Ling hooked his lips and smiled: "God does have eyes, it sees that you will die!" ”

The words fell, and Fu Ling slowly opened his eyes.

Just as Fu Ling opened his eyes, a wind suddenly rose in the lobby.

The wind came as violently as the Whisk had used the Ethereal before.

Before the eyes were fully opened, blood spilled out.

When I opened my eyes a little, there was a thick inky black.

Mixed with the slowly spilling blood, it is strange and dangerous.

Xiaoyue looked at Fu Ling's eyes, and didn't know why, a chill inexplicably rose in her heart.

Can't let her open her eyes!

Will die!

Xiaoyue looked at the strange eyes of the spirit, and the panic in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Those eyes......