Liluo was full of suspicion, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes and ask, "Who are you going to harm?" ”

"You!"

Aya Feiqing said, giggling again, and suddenly took out the magic weapon and went straight to the point.

"You're sick, aren't you?!"

Liluo hurriedly dodged a blow, couldn't help but be anxious, grabbed a handful of leaves in his hand, and threw it towards Aya Feiqing.

Aya Feiqing chuckled, brandishing her magic weapon to catch it.

"Qing'er, no!"

A somewhat old woman's voice suddenly sounded.

Liluo only saw a few flashes of orange-red light, and the leaves that had just been thrown out were all shot down to the ground.

A woman immediately appeared between her and Aya Feiqing, raising her hand to knock her away.

But for some reason, after the woman raised her palm high, she didn't hit it for a long time. It didn't take long for her to hang her palms.

Liluo glanced at the visitor, and saw that although she had a good cultivation and looked like she was forty years old, she was old after all, so she sneered and confirmed: "This must be Yan Yao Dan Master?" ”

"Did your master mention me?"

Yan Yao asked, a hint of arrogance and disdain flashing across her face.

Li Luo sneered and said, "My master didn't mention it, but you, a disciple, reported to the family before he started to harm me. ”

Yan Yao's eyes narrowed.

Then he turned around sharply and slapped Aya Feiqing hard.

"Go back!"

Yan Yao scolded.

Aya Feiqing glanced at Yan Yao resentfully, then the corners of her mouth lifted, smiled at Liluo Yin, and turned around to leave without saying a word.

"Don't go."

Liluo called out to her.

Aya Feiqing paused, glanced back at Liluo, and sneered again, and then left with a smug face.

I was so angry that I grinded my teeth.

Although she didn't know why Aya Feiqing wanted to hurt her, she knew why the dead girl was so proud-just because she didn't know why she was killed, Aya Feiqing was so proud.

This man is a pervert!

There was nowhere to sprinkle when he was angry, and he looked at Yan Yao again.

"You have a grudge against my master?"

It was the only reason she could think of.

"No hatred." Yan Yao said as she looked at her nails.

Old witch!

I'm a lot older, and I'm still restless, and I have to scratch my head and pose to a little girl!

Liluo pursed his lips in annoyance.

"Then why did your apprentice harm me?"

"What did she do to you?" Yan Yao raised her beauty and asked rhetorically.

"She dug up the metamorphosis grass, filled the hole, and wanted me to mistake the poisonous blood mushroom for the fire lingzhi, and after I pierced it, she took out the magic weapon and poked me several times, and said that she didn't mean to harm me?!"

"I didn't see it." Yan Yao said coldly, "I only saw that you were going to set up a formation to kill her." ”

"I'm not a killer."

"The formation has not fallen, of course you can quibble." Yan Yao sneered, "I didn't expect Yan Huang to pick up a treasure, a fourth-grade Dan master, and actually know how to form a formation-but, who knows if you are really a fourth-grade, or if he Yanhuang is crazy and said nonsense!" ”

"Be careful what you say!"

Away from the cold warning.

She retains the pride of being a Yuan Shengnu in her heart, and she doesn't want to give Yan Yao any honorific title.

You don't have to be polite when you speak.

To ordinary people, she can be polite, but for a master who wants to harm her, and at the same time a person who wants to beat her indiscriminately, she has no good mood, and what respect do you have to give her.

What's more, you are, leave! Clan! Yuan! Saint!!!

Since she changed her body, she has been unlucky, and she doesn't know how many losses she has suffered, how many grievances and cold eyes she has suffered.

But the spirit is still there.

Then she is the Yuan Sheng.

You don't have to bow your head to anyone.