Chapter 52: The Little Maniac of the Evil Ghost King
"Nature." Lin Mian nodded stiffly, turned around and pretended to be attracted by his fiancée in the arena, not daring to ask more.
Whoever loves to come, who comes!
Mo Yue sneered, glanced at the sons of the family who were communicating in a low voice, and frightened a group of proud sons of the sky to sit seriously, all of them seemed to be watching the battle between the two female cultivators who practiced hand-to-hand combat.
The current child is obedient, if the former little monk is probably glaring, and then the eyes fight, and then the better the place to fight, the more you will definitely let out a sigh of relief.
After the fight, he was either half-crippled or couldn't turn his eyes, and his face was picked up by the elders.
Where like now, the point is so far, there is a lot less fun.
"Hey. Let's fight. The girl turned the whip in her hand and grinned at the monk who was about to flee.
"Little Ancestor, you can spare me." The long-faced monk's face stretched longer, and he rubbed his hands together, wishing to grow a pair of wings and stay away from this little evil star.
Which little girl is going to fight if she catches one?
What a madman!
The point is that this girl has already been called the first person of the new generation, and now she has come to harm their older monks.
"No, no." The maiden Nunu mouthed, flicked her whip, and hooked the neck of the monk who wanted to escape.
The monk looked at the deep pit on the ground that had been pulled out by the whip, swallowed, and was about to give in and be beaten when he saw the chief's gown swaying through the grass.
"Chief, Chief!"
Hearing the cry for help, the chief of the flood wilderness frowned and brushed aside the green plants in front of him, put his right hand on the long sword at his waist, and scolded coldly: "Who? ”
The girl's dark eyes turned around twice, knocking out the monk with a happy face, and secretly preparing to sneak attack the head of the flood wilderness.
Mo Yue squinted slightly, very unhappy that she thought of the stupid thing when she was young, and snapped her soft fingers that gradually had a slender shadow.
I finally won, but I am very aggrieved.
"Ling, I won!" Yun Yu's eyes are shining, the corners of her eyes are blue and purple, the left half of her face is swollen three fingers high, and she is still a little inflexible when she walks.
"Hmm," Mo Yue hummed lazily, quite unmotivated, and changed her posture to do it, wondering if she should have some fun.
For example, trouble with those people in the upper realm?
Well, it's very challenging with her current cultivation.
Yun Yu didn't dare to disturb Shizun Zhengdaguang, and her face was bored, so she took her fiancé's arm and asked in a low voice, "Who is unhappy with Ling." “
Lin Mian's shoulders twitched, he was already unconscious, but he couldn't ignore his fiancée, so he had to smile bitterly: "I asked about the Canghai Sect." “
Yun Yu glared, and there was no longer tenderness in her beautiful apricot eyes, but threats and intimidation: "Don't talk about it next." “
Otherwise, I'll beat you.
Feng Fuchen looked at the brother who was trapped in the huge change of his fiancée and couldn't get out sympathetically, and touched the place on his head where he was beaten, feeling that he was not wronged.
"You're brothers." Mo Yue suddenly turned her head sideways, rolled her eyes at the first son who was gloating, and said silently with her mouth.
There was a "happy and harmonious" and "serious sitting" on the viewing platform, basically shocked by the strength of the two young ladies of the Yun family.
Qing Huan stopped tapping his fingers on the table, and lowered his eyes to rub the sword spike on the long sword.
The other personality before the fusion loved the long sword, but he loved the sword, and now that the personality has been devoured, there is only this long sword by his side.
That sword spike was lost to him by the crazy girl in a sneak attack, and in the end, it was a trick.
"I lost. Then give you this sword spike. The girl smiled slyly, and let go of the bet that she would marry him if she couldn't beat it: "Little brother, I'm still young now, and I don't want to marry." “