Seeing this, Leng Juan smiled secretly, looked at Leng Comet, and the other party bowed his head slightly.

Leng Lian hurriedly straightened his face and showed worry, "If the third sister can marry into the fourth room of the Qian family and tie the knot with the second son of Qian, it will also be a first-class happy event in our house, we are all looking forward to it, it is just a dress, why is it so troublesome just this time?" Unless, unless, unless......"

"Say!" Leng Yi gritted his teeth and roared, and his aura was also released a little uncontrollably.

The cultivation of the few people around him was not high, and they couldn't help but take half a step back when they were shocked, their faces turned pale, and their eyes were full of awe when they looked at Leng Yi.

Leng Lian is the highest cultivation among the five people except for Leng Yi, and his cultivation qi is three layers, but he was too close and almost injured, so he could only press the fluctuation of the aura in his body, plucked up his courage and said, "Unless, someone has a mind on the side and wants to replace it." ”

"With her?!" Leng Yi snorted coldly, and then his heart tightened.

But I saw that the breeze was rising, blowing around the cold water, and the purple skirt fluttered, bringing a little ripple, as if the violet was blooming all over her body, noble and mysterious.

The face that was always hanging down and couldn't see any expression, I don't know when it bloomed dazzlingly, just standing there quietly, scorching, it was impossible to ignore.

Is there anyone in the world who is not beautiful? Even if the cultivation of this waste is low, with this skin alone, she must not be allowed to appear in front of the second son!

The other four were also intimidated by Leng Luoxuan's appearance and bearing, and they couldn't help comparing her with the proud daughter of the Leng family, and they woke up in an instant, and quickly shook their heads.

What a joke, how can this waste be compared to Miss Bingbing?!

"Give you one last chance," Leng Yi's hand in his sleeve began to seal, "Send me the clothes and accessories, you, you are not allowed to step out of the hospital door in the future, in this case, I promise that I will not embarrass you easily." ”

"I don't like to be ordered." Leng Luohyun has always had one thing to say, don't hide everything when you can talk about it, don't wronged yourself, and try not to let others be wronged because of yourself.

"What?!"

The eyes of the five widened again, and the girl with three pimples couldn't help but tilt her head to look at the sky.

Today's waste is really abnormal, although she has often ignored them before, but she will never openly resist three times or twice like just now, not to mention that she has changed her dull and silent "punching bag" habit in the past, but is so gentle and elegant that it makes their hearts furious.

"It seems that you think I'm too kind." Leng Yi only felt that her face was trampled on by her in public, and in a fit of anger, the aura in her hand did not converge in the slightest, and all of them attacked Leng Luoxun.

"Harnessing the water into a chain—"

Countless white bright spots condensed around her, quickly forming a water whip about the thickness of an index finger, and whipped hard.

Leng Luohun's expression did not change, and he watched the process of the cold overflow method from the beginning, and he had a hidden understanding in his heart.

When the water whip was close in front of her, Leng Luohyun slanted slightly, with her right foot as the fulcrum, and rotated sideways, just avoiding the range of the aura attack, the purple skirt flew, bloomed, and returned to calm, and she stood in place again, smiling indifferently.

Leng Yi couldn't hit it with one blow, and his cheeks couldn't help but redden, this damn waste!

Still laughing, laughing what a laugh! Is it a heart to fall on her face today? I said I shouldn't keep her, but she refused.

"Go-"

The aura turned into a throwing knife with a handle, and the move shot at her face. The cold and cold breath is condensed, whisking, flashing, spinning, moving, calmly and unhurriedly.

The willow swordsmanship is known for its gentleness and soothing, and it was specially created by the grandmother for the naughty aunt, intending to soften the wildness of her beloved daughter, and the aunt deliberately passed it on to her who was more wanton and reckless, saying that she wanted to "share joys and sorrows" and become the "gentle and noble daughter" that the sect was warmly looking forward to.

It's a pity that now she has become what they want, but there is no one who shows a doting smile to her.