Chapter 298: Humiliation
"Do you think you're a temple saint? Hehe-I don't look at myself shabby! But you have this face. Gee...... It looks like you're going to hook up with someone, how many men have you molested/played with? Hahaha-"
The fat woman looked at Wu Qiaoyan's peerless face jealously, and kept saying evil words, and the smile on her face was full of viciousness.
It was the first time Wu Qiaoyan had encountered such an unreasonable person, and she just wanted to teach this arrogant person a lesson, but during this time, there was trouble, and her temperament became more and more gentle.
Now everyone can come up and provoke, which makes Wu Qiaoyan even doubt herself, is it because she looks like a "I am a bun, I can pinch it casually" face?
But when Wu Qiaoyan just wanted to gather her combat power to fan the fat woman who was still chattering and had attracted everyone's attention.
Suddenly, the noisy body temperature in her arms suddenly rose, and the scorching temperature made Wu Qiaoyan no longer care about anything else.
She looked at the trouble nervously, and asked in her heart, "How are you?" Isn't it uncomfortable again? β
Originally, Wu Qiaoyan thought that the trouble would be the same as before, and she would faint soon, but this time the trouble was obviously different from before.
Seeing that the little face was full of anger, Wu Qiaoyan found for the first time that the angry expression of the trouble was exactly the same as the momentum before Sikong Fengxuan was about to enter the demon.
Although his body temperature was scorching, the temperature that escaped invisibly was cold and biting.
Such a contradictory combat power was hidden in the noisy little body, and Wu Qiaoyan's eyes swelled with deep worry.
She was in no mood to teach the fat woman who spoke ill of her anymore.
However, just as she turned around and left with the desire to settle the trouble, the fat woman surnamed Bei reluctantly reached out and grabbed Wu Qiaoyan's hair, and then pulled it back unexpectedly.
Wu Qiaoyan was so preoccupied with the troubles at this time, she couldn't imagine that a little fighter would dare to really attack her.
"Shhh
But this time Wu Qiaoyan didn't have time to make a move, only heard a childish voice, although it still seemed milky, but after it entered the ear, it couldn't help but make people nervous and nervous.
"Looking for ββ! Death"
A noisy and cold voice squeezed out from between his pink lips, and then, he made a short shot.
The first time Wu Qiaoyan saw the trouble, because the combat power on her body was strong, but she couldn't control the combat power on her body, so Wu Qiaoyan has always restricted the trouble and can't use the combat power that she is not familiar with at will.
But now that the trouble is making a move, the combat power is so fast that Wu Qiaoyan can't even stop it.
As soon as the trouble was made, the terrifying combat power was silent, as if a transparent rope quickly wrapped around the fat woman who was still foaming and flying, unwilling to let their mother and son leave.
The fat woman surnamed Bei was just surprised, but she didn't take the trouble in her eyes at all, and the trouble was a small point, even if she was evil, it was impossible to hurt her, a fighter who had been cultivating for more than ten years, right?
The fat woman surnamed Bei had a vicious thought in her heart, a trace of fierceness flashed in her eyes, she let go of Wu Qiaoyan, and her hand with sharp nails stretched out in vain, viciously wanting to buckle off the noisy black obsidian-like eyes, who told this dead child to stare at her?
However, just as the sharp nails of the fat woman surnamed Bei were about to poke into the eyes of the troublemaker, the rope-like combat power that had been released by the trouble just now suddenly twisted.
The fat woman surnamed Bei only felt that her neck was wrapped tightly by a bridle full of sharp thorns, and she was strangled fiercely!
When she frantically tried to tear it open with her hands, she found that her entire arm was also firmly bound.
As she moved, the bindings around her arms tightened, so tight that pieces of flesh and skin squeezed out of the gaps in the tightened ropes that had been generated by the power of battle, until the flesh and bones creaked out of place.
"Ahem - help, helpββ!" The fat woman surnamed Bei couldn't think of a milk doll at all, and her combat power was terrifying!
Her face became more and more red due to the lack of oxygen, and her breathing became more and more difficult, and she began to panic and start to be afraid......
The woman surnamed Bei kept twisting her head in a panic, looking for the Bei elders who had come with her in the cabin, but her eyes hurriedly searched the hall twice, but she did not see a single Bei person present.
"Make trouble, stop, make trouble, you listen to your mother, stop." After Wu Qiaoyan was stunned, she anxiously asked the trouble to stop the output of combat power.
The trouble is too small, although it is said that the Lost Continent is judged by the size of the combat power, and the life is like a mustard, but the trouble should not be so small that the hands are stained with blood.
The angry troublemaker saw that Wu Qiaoyan was really anxious, and his eyes were red, and he immediately vented all his combat power in annoyance, he lowered his head and weakly admitted his mistake to Wu Qiaoyan.
"It's noisy, it's wrong, mother, don't be angry."
Wu Qiaoyan touched the soft hair on the top of her head, sighed and said: "It is impossible to be so impulsive in the future, although she has a vicious tongue, but she is not guilty of death, and besides, killing people does not solve anything." β
The noisy nodded as if he didn't understand.
Although the trouble is sometimes very stubborn and the idea is also very big, but it is obedient and keeps her promises, Wu Qiaoyan saw that the trouble had promised not to kill people at will in the future, she slowly relieved herself, and only then did she have the energy to look at the woman surnamed Bei who was tied by the troublesome combat power rope.
The fat woman surnamed Bei suddenly met Wu Qiaoyan's cold gaze, she was immediately frightened and shivered, took a step back, but fell to the ground because she couldn't stand steadily.
The fat on the body also trembled, revealing half of the crispy/breasts without knowing it, and the plump degree made the surrounding men's eyes straight.
When she reacted, she was so frightened that she tore open her throat and screamed loudly......
The screams that resounded throughout the Ferris ship finally called out all the people in the chamber, including the Bei elders who boarded the Ferris boat with the fat woman surnamed Bei.
"What's going on? What kind of system does it become? A majestic rebuke rang out.
Everyone raised their eyes, and what came into everyone's sight was an old man in a navy blue robe.
The old man was about sixty years old, with a short, stiff mustache, a wrinkled face, a hooked nose, sunken eyes, and a sparkle in his eyes.
This person was followed by more than a dozen Bei people, each of whom exuded a fierce and powerful body.
As soon as she saw the old man of the Bei tribe who was the leader, Wu Qiaoyan intuitively felt that this person was not good.
She hugged the trouble tightly, and waited calmly, since there was already a conflict, a small Ferris ship could not be avoided, it was better to solve the matter.
As soon as the fat woman surnamed Bei saw that the elders of the Bei tribe were coming, she suddenly felt infinite confidence in her heart.
She fell to the ground just now, and her trembling appearance disappeared in an instant, and she immediately got up like a chicken blood, and became arrogant again.
At first, the wicked shouted accusedly.
"Great Elder, this woman is so shameless, she even said that she likes the husband of the Holy Maiden, and the husband of the Holy Maiden is originally hers!
Yanhong originally wanted to stop her from speaking disrespectfully to the saintess, but the monster doll she raised turned out to be a magic trick and almost didn't kill Yanhong! β
Wu Qiaoyan looked at Bei Yanhong with some shock, if it weren't for the smug sly look in Bei Yanhong's eyes, Wu Qiaoyan would have thought that she really knew what happened to her and Sikong Fengxuan!
Looking at the reactions of everyone on the skyscraper, the disdain in the eyes of those people, and the sarcastic looks, Wu Qiaoyan felt extremely boring.
The corner of her mouth sneered, it seems that the world thinks that Luo Baiman is high, and everyone is not worthy of lifting her shoes.
Faintly, I didn't know how Pei Yanhong and Wu Qiaoyan got into trouble, and the crowd who watched half the excitement began to whisper.
Wu Qiaoyan's ears are excellent, and all the sarcastic voices continue to reach her ears.
"Che, who does she think she is? I've seen shamelessness, but I've never seen such shamelessness. β
"That's it, this kind of person is still embarrassed, you look at the doll in her arms, and her combed hair, at first glance, it is an unmarried person, tsk, it's really watery poplar ......"
"Hehe, didn't Miss Pei say it just now? She's the kind of person who can do it! Hahahaha. β
"Oh, isn't the doll in her arms a wild ......?"
"Smack-" The anger in Wu Qiaoyan's heart continued to rise, and the power of nature in the late stage of her war king poured out frantically, condensing into a big slap in front of her, and suddenly slapped it in the face of the person who was saying that the trouble was a 'wild seed'.
On the entire skyscraper, the chatter that was still chattering was suddenly slapped by Wu Qiaoyan.
There was a dead silence in the hall of the Ferris ship, and everyone couldn't imagine that Wu Qiaoyan didn't look very old, but as soon as this combat power came out, it forced the elders of all ethnic groups who were a lot older to use their combat power to resist.
Only then did everyone remember that they wanted to stammer with the Bei tribe just now, and then they said something that seemed to have offended them to death.
Just when everyone's eyes were boneless, their foreheads were sweating, and they were thinking about how to whitewash the peace, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor of the wing.
Qin Zhanyun appeared at the entrance of the corridor with a long sword in his arms, with a light smile on his face, but his eyes were so cold that he was emotionless, his eyes looked around the people in the hall, and asked in a low voice.
"I heard you bullied my wife?" As he spoke, the combat power in his body worked in vain.
Qin Zhanyun's appearance broke the silence, some people were amazed by his amazing appearance, some were fascinated by his deep voice, and some were taken aback by the powerful combat power running on his body.
After being amazed, everyone came to their senses and looked at each other, as if they had offended someone who could not be offended......
The Great Elder of the Bei Clan squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Zhanyun, who suddenly appeared, with a noble temperament, handsome as a fairy, and a crimson robe, but he was not feminine at all, but added a third more points of grace.
Suddenly, the Great Elder of the Bei Clan remembered the crown prince of the Yao Sun Kingdom.
His eyes suddenly lit up, the smile on his face rippled, and he said to Qin Zhanyun: "Prince Qin, the Bei clan has been friends with the royal family of Yaori Kingdom for generations, and the last time I saw Prince Qin, Prince Qin was still a young man who had not reached the crown. β
After saying this, the smile on the face of the Great Elder of the Bei Clan deepened a little, and he coughed dryly, and his voice raised.
"I haven't heard that Prince Qin got married and had a child, and besides, although this child's facial features are excellent, they don't look similar to Prince Qin at all."