Faux pas?

Qi Bing didn't understand, how could it be considered rude to give a sword spike? She also gave it to Jin, and Jiang Muling also gave her a sword spike.

However, the sword spike that Yu Bing gave to Kunlun Weisan's female sword cultivator on New Year's Day, together with a paper with blessings written on it, no one said that she was rude.

Bai Yan finally found a chance to slip away, he didn't want to talk nonsense at all, and left after saying a salute.

"This ...... What's the faux pas?" was disgusted by the girl for the first time in her life, and she was a little frustrated, and her hand holding the sword spike was held there awkwardly, missing the best opportunity to take it back.

Jiang Muling felt the hand that Qi Bing forgot to withdraw, and he was in a good mood so much that he wanted to make it bad, obviously he understood it very well, but he still said with an innocent face: "I don't know, Zhiqiu must know, just go back and ask him." ”

"Hmm. ”

The two kept holding hands and walked to the end of the street, and it was only then that Yang Bing realized what kind of basic way they were shopping, and their faces and necks immediately turned red.

"Jiang Muling?"

Someone in the back called, and the tone was obviously not good, and when she turned around, she let go of her hand very naturally, although this "natural" was limited to herself.

Jiang Muling: ......

Then everyone, including the guy who came to provoke, felt the rapid change in Jiang Muling's mood, and trembled almost inaudibly.

What's wrong? Wasn't it okay just now?

Qi Bing was puzzled for a moment, and began to look at the guy in front of him who came to provoke.

After no more than a breath, Lu Bing judged that this person was a local tyrant.

Local tyrants, the focus of ordinary people is on that "Hao", and Qi Bing has to admit that this person's sword is on the wrong side, and he actually makes the definition of a local tyrant to the fullest.

The appearance is quite mediocre, the square face and ass chin are nothing, and the first impression this person gave to Yang Bing was that he was golden and shining.

Big gold chains, big gold bracelets, and all kinds of magic weapons, all of which are golden, and the whole person looks yellow, giving people an extremely poor viewing experience, and the kind that will hurt your eyes after watching for a long time.

Qi Bing has seen a lot of rich monks, many of them are noble and domineering like Xia Zhiqiu, there are also low-key and introverted people like Jiang Muling, and even like her master, who seems to be poor, but in fact they are rich.

But it's really rare to see such a cheesy rich monk.

Ouch no, my eyes hurt after looking at it for a long time!

"Jiang Muling, the first sword cultivator is a little white face like you? I don't understand, how can those garbage think that you are better than me?" The person opened his mouth, and Yang Bing knew that they were not all the way, and their words were stinky and ugly.

"Who is that next to you? Is your puppy good-looking, but if Young Master Ben says, it needs to be a little softer to be easy to train." Because half of his body was blocked by Jiang Muling, the man didn't see the clothes on Yang Bing's body, so he would judge like this.

But even if you see it, this kind of rotten mouth probably can't say anything good.

How could Jiang Muling listen to Qi Bing being humiliated like this, and his anger suddenly came up, and he almost drew his sword to make the man kneel down and apologize.

Ke Bing understood that this person was deliberately provoking trouble, and if he really let him succeed, he quickly hugged Jiang Muling's waist, asked him to calm down, and jumped out to meet him.

The man was a little surprised when he saw the Kunlun disciple clothes on Qi Bing's body, but he didn't expect that this face was actually a Kunlun disciple.

But it doesn't matter, they're all in trouble, wouldn't it be better if the two major factions served in one pot?

Seeing that Qi Bing was slowly approaching, the man thought, as long as he attacked himself, he would immediately pretend to be hit to the end, so that Penglai Kunlun would have to be busy for a while to deal with this matter, and he could still take care of the Hundred Doors Conference?

Maybe these two people won't be able to play because they hurt people in private fights, haha!

Qi Bing's footsteps stopped, and in the man's expectant gaze, Corporal Lixian asked.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

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