Seeing Su Qinghuan hiding behind the monks who asked yuezong's outer door so quickly, Murong Lingtian's anger was ignited like a prairie fire!

"Su Qinghuan! Do you think these clowns can protect you all your life?"

Murong Lingtian has always been arrogant. Even when he didn't step into the threshold of cultivating immortality, Murong Lingtian was the eldest son of thousands of spoiled children in Murong house. He was born with a jade tree in the wind, extraordinary appearance and excellent civil and military skills. Where did he suffer such an injustice of being looked down upon?!

……

And those friars who asked yuezong were furious when they heard that Murong Lingtian directly named them clowns.

"But ordinary people dare to look down on us, the people who fix immortals!"

"Tie him up!"

Ask yuezong these external friars in charge of accepting disciples. Although yuezong's status is not high, it is one level higher than the factotum disciples. In this mortal world, it can exist horizontally!

They were called by a fairy head and a fairy teacher. Where did they meet Murong Lingtian, a "mortal" who overestimated his strength!

In an instant, the middle-aged friar who was the leader quickly offered his imitation fairy lock and quickly bound Murong Lingtian's slender limbs with the chain!

……

"Despicable! Let me go!"

Because Murong Lingtian himself was suppressed by the blocking spirit butterfly, he was just a cultivation in the foundation period, and he didn't dare to use evil Qi in front of these people. The man suddenly lost his action power!

He clenched his hands tightly, and his eyes suddenly turned scarlet.

"Good, good! You all remember to me that the shame of today will be redoubled by Murong Lingtian in the future!"

Seeing Murong Lingtian's humiliation as if he had been trampled on the mud, Su Qinghuan was very funny. What this person did to the original owner can be described by the word mean.

Does Murong Lingtian deserve to criticize others like this?

……

Su Qinghuan pretended to be frightened and pulled at the middle-aged monk's Taoist robe.

"Fairy, Murong childe, he seems really crazy. He even spoke to intimidate us. It's an honor to be looked up by the fairies. The fairies were scolded by Murong childe because of me."

Su Qinghuan fanned the flames like this. She happened to be beautiful and thin again, which immediately aroused the sympathy of the immortals who asked yuezong.

What's more, what Murong Lingtian said is really too much.

The leading middle-aged friar immediately offered an imitation version of the fairy lock. However, he whispered two incantations. Murong Lingtian's original beautiful and unspeakable face was immediately twisted together. It can be seen that it was very painful.

However, he was arrogant. Even at this point, he didn't beg for mercy, but looked at Su Qinghuan with hatred.

Su Xi'er was shocked when she saw Murong Lingtian's distorted face. She quickly looked anxiously at Murong Lingtian.

"Brother Ling Tian, you're going to admit a mistake like Taoist priests. Please don't read it!"

"Shut up!"

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Murong Lingtian's eyes were scarlet, because he now integrated the thoroughgoing Python's blood, even the pupil became a vertical pupil for a moment because of his anger. Although the silk changed very quickly, it fell into Su Xier's eyes.

Seeing the little white flower, Su Xi'er was scared and his legs shivered.

She flopped to the ground.

"Brother Ling Tian, you..."

Su Xi'er looked again. Murong Lingtian was still the pupil of a normal person. Although there were a little more blood, it was different from the previous python.

Brother Ling Tian's eyes

It's horrible!

Su Xi'er was confused and anxious. Her frightened eyes immediately attracted Murong Lingtian's inexplicable unhappiness.

——He just showed his pupils a little. How could Xi'er be so afraid?

She dared to save a half meter long young Python alone, even holding it carefully.

If Su Qinghuan knew what he thought, he would laugh off his big teeth.

——Normal girls are afraid of snakes, reptiles, okay? In the final analysis, Su Xier is just an ordinary girl.

Only the original owner, a girl who shows special pity for small animals because she is not valued by her relatives around, will have the courage to save a wounded snake in the wild.

……

Murong Lingtian's heart was slightly frozen, but he didn't expect to go anywhere else. Su Qinghuan walked forward without fear.

"Master Murong, I know that I have had some disputes with you before, but this time, you are angry because of me. Those immortals who asked yuezong, the way of heaven is up. If you have hatred, just count it all with me. What do you think?"

Others don't quite understand what Su Qinghuan means. After all, in their eyes, Murong Lingtian is just a mortal who can't fix immortals, except system 233.

It sighed.

"Host, are you afraid that Murong Lingtian will retaliate against those friars afterwards?"

"Well, he's bound by the oath of heaven. Even if he wants revenge, he'll just come to me."

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"Why should I promise you?"

Murong Lingtian sneered at Su Qinghuan. He deeply examined the monks present. In terms of strength, they are hundreds of years old. They are not as lucky as themselves who have stepped into cultivation for only a few years.

"If you promise me, I'll tell you a secret."

"What secret?"

Su Qinghuan looked at each other with a smile. The two people were very close at once, but Murong Lingtian was bound by the imitation fairy lock. His body was slightly bent and knelt on one knee, which made Su Qinghuan look down on him from above.

"Didn't you keep asking?"

Su Qinghuan looked meaningfully at Murong Lingtian.

Murong Lingtian hated the aggressive woman in front of him, but now the girl's beautiful and non powdered face was close at hand. Even if Su Qinghuan looked sarcastic and disdainful, the man had to admit that Su Qinghuan was really attractive.

The beauty shown by the little fox is not comparable to Su Xier's affectation and pretending to be weak. She may not be in line with the common beauty of women's gentleness and virtue, but she also shows a frightening spicy.

It's like the blooming manzhushahua in hell. It's very gorgeous and strong. Even if the toxicity is immersed in every inch and minute of the flowers and leaves, it still attracts many flower watchers to break their hearts at the sight of it.

Murong Lingtian, in a trance, subconsciously agreed to Su Qinghuan's request.

"Well, heaven is on the way. I won't involve a third party for your gratitude and resentment."

He didn't say that if those mole ants provoked him again in the future, he wouldn't do it!

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Su Qinghuan nodded. She smiled and gathered to Murong Lingtian's ear, just like a lover's whisper.

"I saw those butterflies last night ~"