Chapter 127

Ling Qingfeng, as the leader of the Wulin alliance, always wants to save face. He thinks his son is just jealous with the boy surnamed Yun in forgetting dust valley. Now Liu Meier can provoke the leader of the demon cult!

Where do they put Ling's face?!

Their Lingjia family has a clean and upright family style. It's not a good girl to marry. It's clearly a disaster!

Ling Qingfeng almost felt that he had lost all his old face. He stared at Liu Meier with split eyes and clapped it directly!

"Witch, go to hell!"

Liu mei'er stared at Da Xiu in shock. She didn't expect Su Qinghuan to pull out such hatred in a few words!

She almost immediately lost her soul. She didn't care at all that Ling Ziche was still poisoned and hid directly behind the boy!

"Brother Yun, help me! Young Xia Ling, help me!"

Ling Ziche is not only a love brain, but also a pit father. Regardless of his illness and weakness, he directly reluctantly blocked in front of Liu Meier.

"Dad! Don't kill mei'er! What does this have to do with mei'er? It's not her fault that others like her!"

Ling Qingfeng was so angry that he almost wanted to smash Ling Ziche's canopy, but the bear child was his own son no matter what!

Ling Qingfeng had to stop his hand forcibly on the way. He was so angry that he vomited an old blood!

"Evil son! You're still talking for that witch!"

Ling Qingfeng really killed Liu Meier.

And I didn't notice anything wrong from a distance. Now I finally found that my son, who is in love, has a nearly transparent poison needle on his arm.

"How did you get hurt? Did that demon cult demon hurt you?"

Ling Qingfeng looked angrily at the demon cult leader who jumped back to the eaves. He wished he could chisel two holes in his face with his eyes.

"It's you -"

The evil cult leader in red is not afraid of so many righteous people.

He held the paper fan smartly and smiled contemptuously.

"I didn't prick the poison needle. I don't care to lie."

The leader of the evil cult saw clearly that Liu Meier's needle hurt Su Qinghuan, but he was always uninhibited. He didn't think it was wrong to kill whoever he wanted to kill.

As for Su Qinghuan's revenge, he made the demon cult leader look up at the little beggar.

"I'm busy today! See you another day! Mei'er, I'll come to you!"

The leader of the evil cult gave a deep look at the girl in pink who was frightened and trembling, and directly dodged and left with lightness skills.

……

"Hum! Evil spirits! They can only escape! Everyone can kill them!"

Ling Qingfeng has no time to quarrel with the leader of the demon sect at the moment.

He saw at a glance that Ling Ziche's poison needle was not deeply infected, and his son closed his meridians in time. He quickly came forward, quickly fed his son a hundred flower jade dew pill, and took out the needle.

"Son, who hurt you?"

Ling Ziche angrily points to Su Qinghuan.

"That's the little beggar! Dad, help me kill her!"

……

Su Qinghuan has been standing beside eating melons. Now the sick love brain has to pull her out. Su Qinghuan tilted her head with a smile.

"Young Xia Ling, you've gone too far. I can't make this poison needle. It's clearly made by Miss Liu! I'm afraid there's a pile of such evil things in her guest room!"

Liu mei'er shook her head pitifully.

"I didn't! Young master, why do you keep framing me? Woo woo... How could I hurt young Xia Ling? I like him so much..."

Ling Ziche also hugged the charming child in her arms with heartache.

Only yunmiao looked complex. He knew what Su Qinghuan said was true, but he didn't know how to accuse his sweetheart of being wrong.

Yunmiao looked faintly at Su Qinghuan. He always felt that the little boy who was picking things was familiar with him, but he couldn't say it again.

……

As an outsider, Ling Qingfeng didn't like Liu Meier, but he also felt that Liu Meier didn't need to harm his son. He picked up a long knife and pointed coldly at Su Qinghuan.

"Who are you? What are you doing at Ling's house?"

However, before he could do anything more, he saw the white monk beside Su Qinghuan suddenly stand up, and a jade flute impolitely blocked his blade.

"Lord Ling Meng, is that how you treat guests with knives?"

Zhan Chen has long been famous in the Jianghu as the most intelligent disciple of the Brahmin temple in a hundred years, but when you see his beautiful face, you still feel unreal.

Ling Qingfeng, as an elder, was refuted by the younger generation on the spot. He was almost embarrassed and wanted to break the attack of the monk in white with a long knife.

"Master Zhan Chen! I'm ling someone's family. It's not up to the monks of your fanyin temple to decide!"

"Sorry, if it involves the little benefactor next to me, I have to take care of it!"

The monk in white raised his chin indifferently. He protected Su Qinghuan behind him. He had a kind of Gu Yong who was willing to make enemies with the world for this ordinary boy!

There was an uproar.

"What's the origin of that gray boy? It's the first time I've seen master Zhan Chen speak for a person like this!"

"This monk is so crazy!"

"Can't you be crazy? Who can compare with master Zhan Chen in Wulin today?! even the sword Saint wants to accept Zhan Chen as a disciple before he dies, but people don't like the unique skill of the sword saint and don't want to return to the secular world!"

"Such a drag? That's the mantle of the sword saint! He's willing to refuse?!"

……

The people looked at the monk in white with different eyes and deep awe.

Ling Qingfeng also noticed everyone's attitude. He snorted coldly.

"Master Zhan Chen, although you are a junior, I shouldn't bully the small with big, but you toast and don't eat and punish wine. I'll teach you how to be a man today!"

Ling Qingfeng said, and the long knife cut directly at Su Qinghuan and Zhan Chen!

But Ling Qingfeng didn't expect that he had only entered half an inch, and his blade was buzzing!

——This young man has so deep internal power that he is even better than him!

Ling Qingfeng's eyes widened. For a moment, he had words of suffering, but there was no way back.

"Are you sure you want to continue?"

Zhan Chen spoke coldly. His handsome face was compassionate. For a moment, Ling Qingfeng had the illusion that he was a mole ant in front of the Buddha.

Ling Qingfeng still stopped his hand in embarrassment. For a moment, he didn't know what to say to protect his face.

At this time, Liu Meier rushed out directly. In order to please her future father-in-law, she blocked Ling Qingfeng directly and almost burst into tears.

"Master Zhan Chen, when are you so indiscriminate? If the little childe next to you is a member of the demon sect, do you want to protect her?"

Su Qinghuan skimmed his lips.

Before she could speak, she felt the monk in white holding her hand.

"Benefactor Liu, you're wrong! She's just evil and can't be disciplined by others!"

The monk in white looked cold. Feng's eyes looked at Liu mei'er indifferently.

"I only know that the little benefactor beside me is the one I want to protect all my life!"