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The appearance of this figure immediately caused everyone present to exclaim.
¡°Because the one who took action was also a stunning beauty. Not only was she no less beautiful than Mao Yoona, but the charm revealed by her charming posture made many people squint.
more importantly.
This one is more ruthless than Mao Yuner!
A red slap mark soon appeared on Peng Ying¡¯s melon-shaped face.
For a time, countless people cast their gazes at Yi Feng.
Everyone was speculating on who Yi Feng was who could actually cause these two women to help.
The woman who came later was none other than someone else.
It¡¯s Yaoling¡¯er!
The burning pain on her face almost made Peng Ying lose her mind. She didn't expect that she would be slapped again!
What makes her even more confused is that the reason for beating her is actually the man she abandoned, this waste, this ant
With murderous intent in his eyes, Peng Ying stared at Yao Ling'er with hatred, "Who are you?"
¡°I am also a fan of Mr.
Yao Ling'er raised the corners of his mouth, already having something to say in his mind, and said calmly.
In the past two days in Pingjiang City, she had already found out the details of this mysterious young man. Although he was a peerless master, he never revealed his secrets.
This kind of person is obviously the kind of old weirdo who returns to his original nature to experience life.
Because according to her research, this person has experienced the life of a mortal to the extreme, including food, clothing, housing, transportation, three meals a day, worldly relations, etc He does it all personally, and his activities are no different from those of ordinary people.
So she understood that even if her cultivation was exposed in his eyes at a glance, she still had to pretend to be a mortal to get close to him without destroying his original intention of experiencing mortal life.
And the rhetoric of fans just became her best rhetoric.
"A fan again?"
Peng Ying showed a vicious look, and her chest heaved violently with anger.
Isn¡¯t it just a broken book? Why should a waste she dumped be clung to by women one after another?
What makes it even more difficult for her to accept is that none of these two women is inferior to her. No matter in terms of birth, appearance or figure, they are enough to crush her.
Fortunately, these two women have no cultivation at all.
Since he has no cultivation, in Peng Ying¡¯s eyes he is just trash, just a good-looking vase.
"What a fan, since you two bitches want to meddle in my business, then you will face destruction!" Peng Ying shouted coldly, drawing out the long sword in his hand, and at the same time exposed the aura of his cultivation.
"What?"
"Monk?"
"He's actually a monk?"
The people watching felt Peng Ying's unreserved momentum and were shocked, only to realize that Peng Ying in front of them was actually a monk.
?? couldn¡¯t help but cast a look of awe at Peng Ying.
Although in this poetry conference, there is no distinction based on strength and status, the real fact is that cultivators can arouse people's awe anywhere.
"Now, this man and two women are in dire straits!"
"Yes, I guess Mao Yun'er and the two women also regretted it in their hearts. They actually slapped this female monk."
¡°What a pity for these two beautiful stunners!¡±
Everyone was talking a lot, and many people even looked at Yi Feng and Yao Ling'er with pity.
The people¡¯s awed actions and buzzing words made Peng Ying raise her chin slightly, with a strong sense of pride on her face.
She enjoyed the awe.
I also enjoy the feeling of being feared.
Now, it¡¯s her turn to slowly humiliate these three people, starting with these two bitches.
Thinking of this, she suddenly cast her eyes on Mao Yun'er and pressed towards him with momentum.
Mao Yun'er trembled with fright. She was a weak woman who had never experienced the coercion of practitioners. Her face suddenly changed color, and her whole pretty face became bloodless.
"Why, didn't you hit me hard just now?" Peng Ying said coldly: "Why aren't you hitting me hard now?"
Mao Yun'er's face was pale and she didn't dare to say a word.
"I'm asking you to kneel down now."
Peng Ying threatened again.
Mao Yun'er's face changed drastically,Busy shaking her head, this kind of humiliation was really hard for her to accept.
"Don't kneel?"
Peng Ying's face turned cold, and with the long sword in his hand, he immediately pushed towards Mao Yuner.
"ah!"
When the long sword came, Mao Yun'er screamed. Before the sword arrived, she was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.
Seeing this, Peng Ying showed a disdainful smile.
"Ants are ants, my sword hasn't fallen on you yet, why is it like this?"
Mao Yun'er's pretty body was trembling, but she still didn't dare to say a word, and was full of fear of Peng Ying.
Mao Yun'er's pitiful eyes made Peng Ying enjoy unprecedented pleasure. This is the status that a cultivator should have, and it cannot be compared with ordinary ants.
She cast her icy gaze on Yao Ling'er again, and at the same time, the pressure on her body turned her gun towards Yao Ling'er.
¡°This woman¡¯s slap was harder than Mao Yoona¡¯s.
She must be severely humiliated.
ps: I have something to do today, and I have a bad cold, so I can only force out two chapters. This is the first chapter, and there will be another chapter later. I will make up for everyone with the fourth update tomorrow, sorry. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com