Dongfang Painting's remarks made Xuanyuan frown, she hugged Yin Wushuang tighter, and asked in a loud voice:

"Oriental painting, why is it 'mere mortal'?"

Yin Wushuang slapped her hand away again without a trace.

As a result, Xuanyuan was able to catch up again!

Ink Dye Song blinked: [How familiar is this? 】

Ink baby shrugged and spread his hands.

The Wood Spirit jumped around, and finally decided to go around the unconscious Blue Sea.

Looking at the fox fur on Lan Hai's body getting less and less......

Well, that's not normal!

"Isn't that a mere mortal?" Dongfang Hua sneered: "A person with no spiritual power fluctuations, a little girl, is not as good as a few of your classmates?" ”

Oriental paintings look average, and they are passers-by on the street, but that pretentious and lofty atmosphere is really unpleasant to look at.

Xuanyuan's shallow and cute round face made a disdainful expression and sneered: "Oriental painting, why do you make a mistake and blame others instead?" And, IMHO, you may not have the right brain. ”

"Your brain is not right! I'd rather protect mortals than my classmates! Dongfang Hua's face turned blue, and he pointed at Yin Wushuang's nose and retorted.

Her eyes were still full of disdain when she looked at Yin Wushuang.

Isn't it, a mere mortal, what can be saved?

Now that there are mortals everywhere, how many monks can come out?

Yin Wushuang's phoenix eyes swept over the cold light.

Before she could speak, Xuanyuan's pale face turned straight, and he said sharply: "Dongfang Painting, have you forgotten what the purpose of our cultivation is?" Save the world from the righteousness, help the general of the building, not just satisfy your own selfish desires! Are all these things rotten in your brain? Mortal? Are monks superior to mortals? Amusing! ”

Although Xuanyuan is said to be self-cooked, her strength is the highest in this group, and when she speaks, several young men and women are really frightened.

Even in oriental paintings, the expression is stiff.

Xuanyuan's shallow words made Yin Wushuang agree, and she looked at Xuanyuan with a little more appreciation in her shallow eyes.

Sensing this appreciation, Xuanyuan immediately raised a big smile: "Little beauty, don't panic, my sister will protect you!" ”

Although there is nothing wrong with the meaning of this sentence, with the addition of the word little beauty, it suddenly becomes ruffian.

It is easy to think of the loser in the Qinglou hugging the beauty, and then holding his saliva and saying: "Little beauty, the master will love you well." ”

"Hey, little beauty, don't you like to talk to strangers?"

"Little beauty, I like your eyes so much, they feel so good!"

"Little beauty, you can't be dumb, right?"

"Little beauty, what's your name?"

"Little Beauty......

The sound as loud as a sparrow made Yin Wushuang's face darker and darker, and she suddenly realized, this guy is a chatterbox?

Somehow, I wanted to kick her away and clear her ears.

"Hey, little beauty, please say something!"

"Little beauty, let me tell you, if you don't speak today, we won't be able to talk in the future!"

"Okay, little beauty, I just like your cold energy!"

Not only did Yin Wushuang have a headache, but several monks around him also had a headache, and even the ink-dyed song in the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring covered their ears.

While several monks had a headache, they also looked at Yin Wushuang.

This mortal is so strange, why didn't he faint?

Even if she hadn't fainted, wouldn't she think these things were scary?

Having said that, this mortal is really a symbol, and no matter how big it is, it will definitely captivate the country and the city!

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