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Chapter 127 Sadistic Literary Girl Cannon Fodder She Collapsed (22)
Chapter 127 Sadistic Literary Girl Cannon Fodder She Collapsed (22)
As the leader of the martial arts alliance, Ling Qingfeng has always been very concerned about face. He felt that his son was just jealous of the boy surnamed Yun in Wangchengu. Now this Liu Meier can actually provoke the leader of the Demon Cult!
Where does this put the Ling family's face? !
Their Ling family has a clean and upright family style. This is not a good girl who can marry into the family, but it is clearly a disaster!
Ling Qingfeng almost felt ashamed of his old face, he stared at Liu Meier with teary eyes, and slapped her directly!
"Demon girl, go to hell!"
Liu Meier's eyes widened in shock, she never thought that Su Qinghuan could bring out such a big hatred in just a few words!
She was so frightened that she lost all three souls and seven souls almost immediately, she didn't care that Ling Ziche was still being poisoned, and directly hid behind this young man!
"Brother Yun, save me! Shaoxia Ling, save me!"
Ling Ziche is not only a love brain, but also has always been a cheating person. Regardless of his own illness and weakness, he reluctantly stood in front of Liu Meier.
"Father! Don't kill Meier! What does this have to do with Meier? It's not her fault that others like her!"
Ling Qingfeng was so angry that he almost wanted to shatter Ling Ziche, the brat, but no matter what, the brat was still his own son!
Ling Qingfeng could only forcibly withdraw his hand on the way, and spit out a mouthful of old blood in anger!
"Nie Zi! You are still speaking for that witch!"
Ling Qingfeng really wanted to kill Liu Meier.
And I didn't notice anything wrong from a distance, but now I finally found that my son who is in love with the brain still has a nearly transparent poisonous needle stuck in his arm.
"Why were you injured? Did that Demon Cult monster hurt you?"
Ling Qingfeng looked angrily at the leader of the Demon Cult who had jumped back onto the roof, wishing he could use his eyeballs to carve two holes in his face.
"It's you--"
The leader of the Demon Cult, dressed in red, is not afraid of so many righteous people.
He held the paper fan in a chic manner, smiling contemptuously.
"I didn't pierce the poisonous needle, I don't bother to lie."
The leader of the Demon Cult saw clearly that Liu Meier was planning to kill Su Qinghuan, but he was always unruly and wanted to kill whoever he wanted, so he didn't think it was wrong for his sweetheart to do so.
As for Su Qinghuan's revenge later, the leader of the Demon Cult gave the little beggar a few high glances.
"I have something to do today! See you another day! Meier, I will come to you!"
The leader of the Demon Cult took a deep look at the trembling pink-clothed girl, and immediately dodged and left with a light kung fu.
……
"Hmph! Evil devils heretics! They only run away! Everyone who gets it will be punished!"
Ling Qingfeng has no time to argue with the leader of the Demon Cult at the moment.
He saw at a glance that Ling Ziche's poisonous needle was not deeply infected, and that his son sealed the meridians in time, so he quickly stepped forward, quickly fed his son a Baihua Yulu Pill, and took out the needle.
"Son, who hurt you?"
Ling Ziche pointed at Su Qinghuan indignantly.
"It's this little beggar! Dad, kill her for me!"
……
Su Qinghuan has been standing by the side to eat melons, and now this sick love brain insists on pulling her to stand up, Su Qinghuan tilted her head with a smile.
"Young Xia Ling, what you said is going too far. I don't know how to make this poisonous needle. It's obviously made by Ms. Liu! I'm afraid she still has a bunch of such harmful evil things in her guest room!"
Liu Meier shook her head pitifully.
"I didn't! Young master, why do you keep framing me? Wuwuwu...how could I harm Ling Shaoxia, I like him so much..."
Ling Ziche also hugged the delicate girl in his arms with distress.
Only Yun Miao looked complicated, he knew what Su Qinghuan said was true, but he just didn't know how to accuse his sweetheart of his mistakes.
Yun Miao looked at Su Qinghuan faintly, always feeling familiar with this troublesome young man, but couldn't tell.
……
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 at Su Qinghuan coldly.
"Who are you? What are you doing at my Ling's house?!"
However, before he could do anything else, the monk in white beside Su Qinghuan suddenly stood up, and a jade flute unceremoniously blocked his blade.
"Leader Ling, is this how your Ling family treats guests with knives?"
As the most intelligent disciple of Fanyin Temple in a hundred years, Zhan Chen has long been famous in the world, but when everyone sees his handsome face, they still feel unreal.
As an elder, Ling Qingfeng was refuted by the younger generation on the spot, almost wanting to break the white-clothed monk's offensive with a long knife.
"Master Zhanchen! I am in charge of someone's family affairs, and it is not your turn to be the monk of Fanyin Temple!"
"Sorry, if it involves the little benefactor next to me, I have to take care of it!"
The white-clothed monk raised his chin indifferently. He protected Su Qinghuan behind him, with a kind of bravery willing to fight against the world for this ordinary boy!
The crowd was in an uproar.
"What's the origin of that gray boy? It's the first time I've seen Master Zhanchen speak for someone like this!"
"This monk is so crazy!"
"Can you not be crazy? In today's martial arts, who else can compare to Master Zhanchen's demeanor?! Even Master Juggernaut wants to accept Zhanchen as his disciple before he dies, but he doesn't like the unique skills of the Juggernaut and is unwilling It's vulgar!"
"So dragging? That's the mantle of Master Juggernaut! He's willing to refuse?!"
……
Everyone looked at the white-clothed monk in a different way, full of awe.
Ling Qingfeng also noticed everyone's attitude, and he snorted coldly.
"Master Zhanchen, although you are a junior, I shouldn't bully the younger with the big, but you don't eat the fine wine if you toast, I, Ling, will teach you how to be a man today!"
As Ling Qingfeng said, the long knife directly slashed at Su Qinghuan and Zhan Chen!
But Ling Qingfeng didn't expect that his blade was buzzing when he only got half an inch in!
——This junior, the inner strength is so deep, even more...!
Ling Qingfeng's eyes widened, he felt distressed for a while, but he had no way out.
"Master Ling, are you sure you want to continue?"
Zhan Chen spoke coldly, his handsome face and compassion made Ling Qingfeng feel like he was an ant before Buddha for a moment.
Ling Qingfeng still withdrew his hand in embarrassment, he didn't know what to say to protect his unbearable face.
At this moment, Liu Meier rushed out directly. In order to please her future father-in-law, she stood in front of Ling Qingfeng and spoke almost in tears.
"Master Zhanchen, since when have you been so indiscriminate between right and wrong? If the young man next to you is a member of the Demon Cult, do you still want to protect her?"
Su Qinghuan pouted.
Before she could speak, she felt the monk in white holding her hand.
"Liu benefactor, you are wrong! She is right and evil, and it is not up to others to discipline her!"
The monk in white looked indifferent, and his phoenix eyes gave Liu Meier an indifferent look.
"I only know that the little benefactor next to me is the one I want to protect for the rest of my life!"
(End of this chapter)
As the leader of the martial arts alliance, Ling Qingfeng has always been very concerned about face. He felt that his son was just jealous of the boy surnamed Yun in Wangchengu. Now this Liu Meier can actually provoke the leader of the Demon Cult!
Where does this put the Ling family's face? !
Their Ling family has a clean and upright family style. This is not a good girl who can marry into the family, but it is clearly a disaster!
Ling Qingfeng almost felt ashamed of his old face, he stared at Liu Meier with teary eyes, and slapped her directly!
"Demon girl, go to hell!"
Liu Meier's eyes widened in shock, she never thought that Su Qinghuan could bring out such a big hatred in just a few words!
She was so frightened that she lost all three souls and seven souls almost immediately, she didn't care that Ling Ziche was still being poisoned, and directly hid behind this young man!
"Brother Yun, save me! Shaoxia Ling, save me!"
Ling Ziche is not only a love brain, but also has always been a cheating person. Regardless of his own illness and weakness, he reluctantly stood in front of Liu Meier.
"Father! Don't kill Meier! What does this have to do with Meier? It's not her fault that others like her!"
Ling Qingfeng was so angry that he almost wanted to shatter Ling Ziche, the brat, but no matter what, the brat was still his own son!
Ling Qingfeng could only forcibly withdraw his hand on the way, and spit out a mouthful of old blood in anger!
"Nie Zi! You are still speaking for that witch!"
Ling Qingfeng really wanted to kill Liu Meier.
And I didn't notice anything wrong from a distance, but now I finally found that my son who is in love with the brain still has a nearly transparent poisonous needle stuck in his arm.
"Why were you injured? Did that Demon Cult monster hurt you?"
Ling Qingfeng looked angrily at the leader of the Demon Cult who had jumped back onto the roof, wishing he could use his eyeballs to carve two holes in his face.
"It's you--"
The leader of the Demon Cult, dressed in red, is not afraid of so many righteous people.
He held the paper fan in a chic manner, smiling contemptuously.
"I didn't pierce the poisonous needle, I don't bother to lie."
The leader of the Demon Cult saw clearly that Liu Meier was planning to kill Su Qinghuan, but he was always unruly and wanted to kill whoever he wanted, so he didn't think it was wrong for his sweetheart to do so.
As for Su Qinghuan's revenge later, the leader of the Demon Cult gave the little beggar a few high glances.
"I have something to do today! See you another day! Meier, I will come to you!"
The leader of the Demon Cult took a deep look at the trembling pink-clothed girl, and immediately dodged and left with a light kung fu.
……
"Hmph! Evil devils heretics! They only run away! Everyone who gets it will be punished!"
Ling Qingfeng has no time to argue with the leader of the Demon Cult at the moment.
He saw at a glance that Ling Ziche's poisonous needle was not deeply infected, and that his son sealed the meridians in time, so he quickly stepped forward, quickly fed his son a Baihua Yulu Pill, and took out the needle.
"Son, who hurt you?"
Ling Ziche pointed at Su Qinghuan indignantly.
"It's this little beggar! Dad, kill her for me!"
……
Su Qinghuan has been standing by the side to eat melons, and now this sick love brain insists on pulling her to stand up, Su Qinghuan tilted her head with a smile.
"Young Xia Ling, what you said is going too far. I don't know how to make this poisonous needle. It's obviously made by Ms. Liu! I'm afraid she still has a bunch of such harmful evil things in her guest room!"
Liu Meier shook her head pitifully.
"I didn't! Young master, why do you keep framing me? Wuwuwu...how could I harm Ling Shaoxia, I like him so much..."
Ling Ziche also hugged the delicate girl in his arms with distress.
Only Yun Miao looked complicated, he knew what Su Qinghuan said was true, but he just didn't know how to accuse his sweetheart of his mistakes.
Yun Miao looked at Su Qinghuan faintly, always feeling familiar with this troublesome young man, but couldn't tell.
……
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 at Su Qinghuan coldly.
"Who are you? What are you doing at my Ling's house?!"
However, before he could do anything else, the monk in white beside Su Qinghuan suddenly stood up, and a jade flute unceremoniously blocked his blade.
"Leader Ling, is this how your Ling family treats guests with knives?"
As the most intelligent disciple of Fanyin Temple in a hundred years, Zhan Chen has long been famous in the world, but when everyone sees his handsome face, they still feel unreal.
As an elder, Ling Qingfeng was refuted by the younger generation on the spot, almost wanting to break the white-clothed monk's offensive with a long knife.
"Master Zhanchen! I am in charge of someone's family affairs, and it is not your turn to be the monk of Fanyin Temple!"
"Sorry, if it involves the little benefactor next to me, I have to take care of it!"
The white-clothed monk raised his chin indifferently. He protected Su Qinghuan behind him, with a kind of bravery willing to fight against the world for this ordinary boy!
The crowd was in an uproar.
"What's the origin of that gray boy? It's the first time I've seen Master Zhanchen speak for someone like this!"
"This monk is so crazy!"
"Can you not be crazy? In today's martial arts, who else can compare to Master Zhanchen's demeanor?! Even Master Juggernaut wants to accept Zhanchen as his disciple before he dies, but he doesn't like the unique skills of the Juggernaut and is unwilling It's vulgar!"
"So dragging? That's the mantle of Master Juggernaut! He's willing to refuse?!"
……
Everyone looked at the white-clothed monk in a different way, full of awe.
Ling Qingfeng also noticed everyone's attitude, and he snorted coldly.
"Master Zhanchen, although you are a junior, I shouldn't bully the younger with the big, but you don't eat the fine wine if you toast, I, Ling, will teach you how to be a man today!"
As Ling Qingfeng said, the long knife directly slashed at Su Qinghuan and Zhan Chen!
But Ling Qingfeng didn't expect that his blade was buzzing when he only got half an inch in!
——This junior, the inner strength is so deep, even more...!
Ling Qingfeng's eyes widened, he felt distressed for a while, but he had no way out.
"Master Ling, are you sure you want to continue?"
Zhan Chen spoke coldly, his handsome face and compassion made Ling Qingfeng feel like he was an ant before Buddha for a moment.
Ling Qingfeng still withdrew his hand in embarrassment, he didn't know what to say to protect his unbearable face.
At this moment, Liu Meier rushed out directly. In order to please her future father-in-law, she stood in front of Ling Qingfeng and spoke almost in tears.
"Master Zhanchen, since when have you been so indiscriminate between right and wrong? If the young man next to you is a member of the Demon Cult, do you still want to protect her?"
Su Qinghuan pouted.
Before she could speak, she felt the monk in white holding her hand.
"Liu benefactor, you are wrong! She is right and evil, and it is not up to others to discipline her!"
The monk in white looked indifferent, and his phoenix eyes gave Liu Meier an indifferent look.
"I only know that the little benefactor next to me is the one I want to protect for the rest of my life!"
(End of this chapter)
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