Chapter 175: Fight 2

Jun Scarlet didn't like this kind of excitement, and was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly heard a rather familiar voice coming from the crowd: "Who said this flower can't be picked?" I'll tell you, this flower is a famous dish in the ingredients......"

The sound was delicate and crisp, and it seemed to be a spring flowing down from a mountain stream.

Jun Crimson's eyes suddenly widened, and without saying a word, he pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

Leaning against the railing is a girl in a lilac dress, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, her eyes are like sea waves, her skin is as clear as jade, and her figure is as slender as a willow. Although she is in the crowd of handsome guys and beauties, she is still beautiful!

At this moment, she is holding a flower in her slender jade hand, which is obviously a very simple and casual action, but it gives people a feeling of all kinds of amorous feelings.

This woman is crimson and familiar.

The chef Feng Xingyi that I met on the Night Clan's Lethe River Peak!

Although Jun Scarlet recognized her, she didn't go out to recognize her, after all, her current identity is Mo Xiawan, and she doesn't know Feng Xingyi.

In the chatter and noise of these people, Jun Scarlet finally understood the reason for this quarrel.

The girl in the wind star clothes turned here and saw that the flowers on the ice cliff opposite were beautiful, so she flew over and picked one, which happened to be seen by others, and this time she stabbed the hornet's nest and was reprimanded by those women.

Ziwei Sect is a holy place in the eyes of every monk, and everyone here does not dare to touch the grass and trees.

Especially the pre-selected disciples who came this time, for fear that they would commit any taboos of the Ziwei Sect, they didn't dare to step on a single grass here, let alone pick flowers......

Feng Xingyi's appearance is too beautiful, she is very eye-catching wherever she goes, and a group of young people who are also attracted automatically come to her side and talk to her.

Naturally, this caused displeasure among the other women.

The girls who can come here to compete are not bad, most of them are from very good backgrounds, they are not rich or expensive, and very few are really from the people.

They are used to being held, and they are all very arrogant, so naturally they can't see anyone go beyond them.

They originally looked at Feng Xingyi unpleasantly, and bullied her for being a cook with no identity background, and at this time, it was difficult to catch her a little wrong, which was naturally ironic.

There are those who reprimand, and there are those who speak for Feng Xingyi, saying that she is the first time after all, and those who don't know are not guilty, etc.

Of course, it was the two teenagers who spoke for her.

However, the two teenagers were clumsy and couldn't fight the group of girls, and after a while, they were speechless by several women.

Feng Xingyi didn't speak much, she stood casually leaning on the railing, turning the flowers in her hands, ignoring the girls' rebukes, as if she was thinking about what kind of dishes this flower could make......

Her attitude naturally angered the women even more, and the words of reprimand began to become more and more unpleasant.

As soon as you say a word, I can count Mo Qianqian's voice as loudest and most righteous and awe-inspiring: "You are so bold!" You dare to pick the flowers here! Sure enough, she is a cook who has never seen much of the world, and her hands are cheap and shallow......"

Mo Yingying said softly beside her: "Qianqian, don't talk like this, she hasn't seen any big scenes after all...... It is not unforgivable to do such a thing. Let's wait for the person in charge here to come. ”

Mo Fei was already angry because of Jun's crimson affair, and now he also took the opportunity to insult Sang Huaidi: "Sure enough, it's a cheap daughter raised by a cheap breed......"

Before he could finish scolding a vicious word, he snapped on his face and received a crisp and exquisite slap!