At the moment when the girl was paralyzed on the ground, the man reached for her arm and was surprised.
Then, the man let go of the girl, his eyes narrowed slightly, arched his hand and said, "thank you for your concern. I'm under Yan Suiming."
Sink Li lip Cape light hook, return a courtesy way: "sink Li."
Chen Li?
Shen Li, the head of the seven sons of fighting soul?
The strength is not to be underestimated!
They looked at each other and laughed, but the temperature around them fell again and again, and they couldn't help shivering.
Lu jiuque's tongue smacked in his heart. What a surge!
Seeing that the disciples of douhun sect were all looking to kill people, Ni Shaoyao, behind Yan Suiming, turned his eyes and said, "hum, I don't have the ability. I'll ask my elder martial brother to take out his anger and bully the small with the big one. It's nothing."
Ni Shaoyao seems to be talking to himself, but he doesn't control the volume at all. He wants to talk to Lu jiuque tomorrow.
She stares straight at Lu jiuque, her eyes are big and bright, and she is full of ridicule.
The fierce wind suddenly made him jump. His sword eyebrow frowned and said in a loud voice: "this elder sister, do you look thirty-eight or nine? In this way, for a 13-year-old or a 4-year-old girl, it's a good idea to say that the big bully the little girl? "
The strong wind Ting's words definitely hit the nail on the head. Ni Shaoyao's face turned white instantly.
Well, although there is exaggeration in the words of gale, it can slow down aging when you have reached the level 3 star soul master. If the level 3 star soul master is willing, even at the age of 50 or 60, she can appear as a girl.
Ni Shaoyao, as a disciple of the four first-class schools, is a rare talent of Mingjing sect in the East. Because of her special status and being a woman, she has been held in the palm of the hands of senior brothers, younger brothers and sisters since she was a child. When did she suffer such insults?
"You You... " Ni Shaoyao's lips trembled, pointing to the strong wind Ting's hand, the veins burst out, as if he wanted to rush up and bite the throat of the gale.
Ni Shaoyao's anger also alerted the other disciples of mingjingzong, and became a left-right trend, protecting her in the middle.
A look at the mirror Zong has the action, several people of the fighting soul sect also moved.
Seeing that the atmosphere became tense, Yin Wuji finally laughed.
"Ah, Shen Li, you are back at last. What's the status of your cultivation? Come on, the patriarch will introduce you. These are the disciples of Ming Jing sect in Dongjing. Yan Suiming, young Xia Yan, you have already known each other. Would you like to say hello to the Taoist friends of mingjingzong
Yin Wuji smiles, and the middle-aged man sitting on the side of the mirror also smiles.
That Maitreya Buddha's simple and honest face is round and rolling, laughing like a big meat bun, how to see how happy.
"Peony, don't be rude. These are the elder martial brothers and sisters of douhunzong. Please salute them as soon as possible."
Although Ni Shao was unwilling, he did not dare to refute the elder's meaning. He bent his knees with a cold face, which was a salute.
Seeing that there was nothing to see, Lu jiuque slowly took it out of the emperor's arms with a weak Liu Fufeng gesture, but the smile on his face was still a little weak, which made the disciples of douhunzong unhappy.
At the same time, they also made up their minds to ask Lao Shizi and Ni Shaoyao to have a try at being plotted by others when they had a chance. Let her have a taste of the unspeakable bitterness and the pain of falling teeth and swallowing blood!
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