Chapter 125

In an instant, everyone present looked at Su Qinghuan.

When Liu Meier and Ling Ziche saw that the person in the mouth of the demon sect leader was just an ordinary young man dressed in black, they soon turned their attention to the white monk beside her.

Only yunmiao looked at Su Qinghuan in surprise, with worried eyebrows.

This guy doesn't recognize his true identity, does he?

She wore a human skin mask, a raised insole and a false Adam's apple.

The little fox smashed his mouth and looked back at his cheap elder martial brother.

She just wants to be a gourd eater. Why is it so difficult?

"Oh, I'm a passer-by. You keep arguing."

……

Yun Miao frowned. He always felt that the smiling young man looked familiar, but he couldn't say where he had seen him. It was really strange.

Liu mei'er completely didn't notice the strangeness of others. Her peach blossom eyes stared at the monk in white, almost with red eyes, and a thick surprise burst out on her delicate face.

"Master Zhan Chen, what a coincidence. Why are you here? Are you here for Meier?"

As she spoke, she looked at the monk in white in shame, admiring and enthusiastic.

However, master Zhan Chen always stood next to Su Qinghuan and didn't look at her.

The little fox tilted his head with a smile and deliberately pulled Zhan Chen's sleeve to find a different way for Liu Meier.

"Master, who is that girl? She has been staring at you, and it seems that her eyes are twitching and blinking like a fly waving its wings. Shouldn't there be something wrong with her eyes?"

“……”

Liu mei'er didn't expect that she was so interpreted. She had never been a man she couldn't conquer before, but looking at Zhan Chen like a flower of kaolin, she was very jealous that the ordinary boy could pull his sleeve!

"Dead boy, what are you talking about!"

Her mind is insidious. When she just saw Su Qinghuan appear, she felt that the boy was not dealing with herself. She took out a silver needle in her hand that was thin enough to be almost invisible and wanted to throw it at Su Qinghuan.

Liu Meier is not good at martial arts, but she has been good at some sinister tricks since she was a child, and her hands have been stained with the blood of many innocent people.

……

Seeing that the silver needle was about to fly towards Su Qinghuan, the white monk suddenly moved when Liu Meier couldn't hide her joy.

He extended his long finger and held a nearly translucent silver needle!

"Benefactor Liu, what do you want to do?"

Zhan Chen had been standing next to Su Qinghuan, like an outsider, but at the moment, his peaceful face was suddenly covered with heavy ice and snow.

Locked by the monk's cold and indifferent Phoenix eyes, Liu mei'er had the illusion of being stared at by wild animals.

She felt a chill from the soles of her feet. She regretted that she had just been too impulsive. She should find a place where no one could trip Su Qinghuan.

"Master, what are you talking about? I can't understand it?"

Liu mei'er's eyes twinkled with tears and looked like she had been wronged by heaven.

"Master Zhan Chen, I know you have always misunderstood mei'er. Do you want to say that I will fight a strange little brother I have never met?"

……

"Brother Yun, please explain for mei'er."

Liu mei'er said, and looked at the cloud nearby like asking for help. Brother LAN Yi's face was also unspeakable. His thin lips moved, and he didn't know how to speak for a moment.

"Mei'er, it's not that I don't help you, but..."

In addition to Liu Meier's poor skills, several other people present are experts in the Jianghu. They can't hide their little moves at all.

Especially the demon cult leader standing on the eaves of the half empty house saw Liu mei'er throwing needles accurately.

……

Only Ling Ziche didn't notice Liu Meier's malice because of her visual blind spot.

"Mei'er, don't cry. I think this damn eminent monk of fanyin temple is deliberately aimed at you!"

The boy in black looked haughty and raised his chin.

"What if we mei'er really threw away the poison needle? My father is the leader of the Wulin alliance. Our Ling family has plenty of money. How much does the little beggar want, we will pay!"

As he said this, he threw out a hundred Liang silver note, in an arrogant tone.

"We've seen a lot of beggars like you in lingfu. You can't earn these one hundred Liang in your life. Get out of here!"

Seeing Ling Ziche defending Liu Meier so doggedly, Su Qinghuan showed a touch of irony in his eyes.

"The eldest young master of the Ling family has a big breath. I don't know if you were hurt by this poisonous needle today, would you use your life to repay it?"

Su Qinghuan quickly grabbed the silver poison needle in Zhan Chen's hand and directly threw it at Ling Ziche!

Ling Ziche was shocked. However, he didn't dodge in time and was stabbed in the arm!

"You --"

"Labor and capital will kill you shameless beggar!"

With that, Ling Ziche wanted to draw the knife, but Liu Meier's poison needle broke out quickly. He just felt numb in his legs and feet, and he didn't even have the strength to hold the sword!

……

Su Qinghuan had no time to sympathize with this social scum. She crossed her hands and smiled sarcastically.

"Don't young master Ling think the young one is here to play the autumn wind? Here, here are 1000 Liang. I'll give it to young master Ling to see a doctor!"

With that, Su Qinghuan took out a thousand Liang silver note from his arms, threw it directly on the ground, and stepped on it with his boots!

For a moment, there was an uproar!

……

Ling Ziche could only roar angrily under his poisonous hair!

"Villain! Don't you give me the antidote quickly!"

Liu mei'er wept bitterly and hugged his arm. Her voice accused Su Qinghuan anxiously.

"You are so vicious! What grudges do you have with Childe Ling? You will kill people the first time you meet?"

"Young Xia Ling, are you all right? Seal important meridians quickly! Prevent toxins from flowing!"

……

Su Qinghuan glanced at Liu Meier sarcastically.

"The world has changed, and there are more tricks for thieves to shout and catch thieves. Liu mei'er, where did you get this poison needle? You asked a passer-by for an antidote. Aren't you bullshit?"

Liu mei'er turned pale.

"You're talking nonsense --"

Yunmiao couldn't help having a headache. He wanted to turn fighting into friendship, but he didn't know why. Before he took a step forward, the monk in white crossed the jade flute in front of them.

Zhan Chen's voice is cold.

"She is the one I protect by Zhan Chen. If any of you dare to touch her, you will be against me!"

"Benefactor Liu, how did Ling's poison needle come from? You know best. Don't you take the antidote?"

Hearing what the monk in White said, Liu Meier almost broke her silver teeth.

"I... I really don't... not me..."

She cried with tears in the rain, and her eyes swept angrily over the boy protected by Zhan Chen.

"It's him! It's the poison needle sent by this little childe! Plant it for me!"

"Woo woo, mei'er is so wronged!"