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Chapter 67 Damn it, who the hell are you?

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    However, facing Peng Ying's pressure, Yao Ling'er remained unmoved and even showed a mocking look.

    "you¡­¡­"

    "Why are you okay?"

    Peng Ying's face changed and she asked in disbelief. For some reason, Yao Ling'er's plainness suddenly made her feel unsure. Could it be that there was something wrong with her own cultivation?

    But, no, she could strongly feel her "terrifying" cultivation!

    "Why should something happen to me?"

    Yao Ling'er raised the corner of her mouth and smiled.

    "Then why aren't you afraid of me?" Peng Ying slightly said in a panic: "I am a cultivator. Why aren't you, a mortal, afraid of me? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

    "What about the cultivators?" Yao Ling'er said disdainfully: "So, you are here to kill me!"

    Chi Guoguo¡¯s provocation.

    This made Peng Ying's face full of gloom. Yao Ling'er's boldness made her more and more unsure. But the more this happened, the stronger her hatred for Yao Ling'er became.

    Because this puts her authority as a practitioner into doubt!

    "go to hell!"

    In anger, Peng Ying raised the long sword in her hand and pointed it straight at Yao Ling'er without any fancy.

    This sudden scene caused the faces of the onlookers present to change drastically, and they were already mourning for Yao Ling'er in their hearts.

    "Ding!"

    However, what people didn¡¯t expect was that with the trembling of the sword, the sword in Peng Ying¡¯s hand fell out of his hand, and then fell into the river.

    "What?"

    Everyone suddenly showed a look of disbelief.

    Because they didn¡¯t see clearly what happened, Peng Ying¡¯s sword had already fallen into the river.

    Peng Ying's face looked like he had seen a ghost, looking at Yao Ling'er in fear.

    Others don¡¯t know, but she knows it clearly as the person involved. Yao Ling¡¯er just flicked her sword with her fingers, and the force that came from it made her unable to hold the sword and let it go.

    Even now, that power is making her arms numb.

    "you you you you¡­¡­"

    Looking at Yao Ling'er, Peng Ying's face turned pale and she subconsciously stepped back.

    "What am I?"

    Yao Ling'er narrowed her eyes, pushed towards Peng Ying step by step, and said in a low voice: "You are a little ninth level warrior, where do you get the courage to be so arrogant?"

    At the same time as the voice fell, Yao Ling'er quietly exuded a pressure and enveloped Peng Ying.

    Peng Ying backed away in fear, especially when she felt this pressure, fear spread rapidly in her heart. The arrogance just now was gone, leaving only a strong fear.

    She was also even more puzzled as to why Yao Ling'er, a dignified monk, would have such respect for an ant like Yi Feng, and even become his fan, like a gentleman!

    "Do you think you, a ninth-level warrior, are worthy of being called a cultivator?" At this time, Yao Ling'er asked unforgivingly, and every word was heart-warming.

    "Are you worthy?"

    Peng Ying looked ugly and kept silent.

    "I have a question for you."

    Yaoling'er asked forcefully.

    As the voice fell, Peng Ying was slapped on the face.

    "you¡­¡­"

    "What are you?"

    When the voice fell, Peng Ying was slapped on the face again, and then continued to ask: "Tell me, with this little cultivation, do you deserve to be called a cultivator?"

    "No¡­¡­"

    Peng Ying hesitated, looking unwilling.

    "why no?"

    Yao Ling'er continued to ask, and at the same time slapped him away.

    For a moment, Peng Ying's face turned red from the beating, as red and swollen as a pig, and tears of grievance fell from her eyes.

    And such a scene made everyone, including Yi Feng, stunned.

    This woman is too hot, isn¡¯t she?

    Seeing Yao Ling'er about to slap her again, Peng Ying said unwillingly with tears in her eyes: "No, I don't deserve it"

    "Huh, get out of here!"

    Yao Ling'er sneered disdainfully and slapped him again.

    "ah!"

    With a scream, Peng Ying's body rolled in the air, and then hit the river heavily.

    Without looking at Peng Ying again, Yao Ling'er turned around and looked atFeng, the expression on his face has changed into a charming one.

    "Greetings, sir."

    She said softly, while giving a slight salute to Yifeng.

    "Thank you for your help, girl." Yi Feng responded softly.

    "You're welcome, sir." Yao Ling'er said softly: "I'm afraid you don't know who I am, sir. I am"

    However, when she was halfway through her words, Yi Feng smiled and interrupted: "No need to bother, we have met before."

    "Have you met before?"

    Hearing this, Yao Ling'er's body trembled.

    ??Suddenly froze on the spot, unable to say a word for a while. Could it be that he already knew his identity?

    ¡°Has he already seen through your last disguise?

    Involuntarily, Yao Ling'er broke out in a cold sweat!

    Thinking of this, she quickly explained: "Sir, I'm really sorry. It was because of"

    ¡°Needless to say, it¡¯s no big deal.¡±

    Yi Feng waved and said with a smile, he had indeed seen Yao Ling'er just now. After all, Yao Ling'er pretended to fall down in front of him, but he didn't notice it.

    The reason why I didn¡¯t help her was because I didn¡¯t know her. After all, if an unknown beauty suddenly behaves like this, there must be something evil!

    It¡¯s just that now it seems that I wrongly blamed her, she turned out to be his fan.

    Fans admire their idols and it¡¯s not too much to do something girly to attract his attention, so seeing her anxious and embarrassed look, Yi Feng interrupted her at the right time.

    Women are shy after all, so it¡¯s best to see things through without telling them.

    It¡¯s just that my damn looks and talent

    Hearing what Yi Feng said, Yao Ling'er subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

    In my heart, I couldn¡¯t help but smile bitterly.

    It turns out that others have known my identity for a long time.

    What makes her feel lucky is that he doesn't seem to care about his identity. It's really hard to predict the fate of such a person!

    But if you think about it carefully, you can find the reason. In his eyes, Xuanwu Sect is just a small sect, and he really doesn't take it to heart.

    It¡¯s just that, if you see through your identity, it¡¯s better not to see through your own purpose!

    Thinking of this, Yao Ling'er felt a little shy and a little nervous.

    "And Miss Yun'er, thank you too." Yi Feng helped Mao Yun'er on the side and said softly.

    "Thank you, sir."

    Feeling the strength of Yi Feng's arm, Mao Yun'er lowered her head and blushed with embarrassment.

    "It's nothing. It's my turn to thank you. By the way, to express my gratitude, I'll treat you two to dinner tonight!" Yi Feng said softly.

    Hearing this, the faces of the two women suddenly lit up and they quickly agreed.

    This scene is simply enviable to others, and there are looks of envy, jealousy, and hate.

    When something like this happened, Yi Feng had no interest in this poetry conference. He glanced at Peng Ying who was still in the river with a complicated look, and Yi Feng and the two girls left for the time being.

    After Yi Feng and others left, a figure in white robe quickly came over and landed in the crowd.

    "Wow, another monk."

    Seeing this, everyone hid one after another, but they did not expect that another cultivator came.

    The person who came was none other than Yu Wujie, who had just come down the mountain. He finally got out of the Qingshan Gate Prison and couldn't wait to make an appointment with Peng Ying to meet here.

    "Ying'er, Ying'er, where are you?" Yu Wujie shouted loudly.

    "Brother Wu Jie, I"

    At this time, Peng Ying, who had just come out of the river, ran into Yu Wujie before she could clean up.

    "What's wrong with you?"

    Yu Wujie¡¯s face darkened and he asked quickly.

    "me¡­¡­"

    As he spoke, Peng Ying's tears fell.

    "Also, why are you holding your face?" Yu Wujie asked again, frowning.

    "Brother Wu Jie, I was bullied." Peng Ying said pitifully: "My face is hurt."

    "What? Who dares to be so bold? Don't be afraid, Ying'er. I will help you get revenge. Let me see how your face is injured first?" Yu Wujie came to Peng Ying's side with a gentle voice, worried.  said.

    "But, I am very ugly now, and it will take a long time to recover. Brother Wujie, you won't dislike me, right?" Peng Ying asked nervously with hesitation on his face.

    "Why Ying'er? How could I dislike you? Let me see." Yu Wujie said with concern.

    "All right!"

    After squirming for a long time, Peng Ying put down his palm, revealing his swollen face.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Instant.

    Yu Wujie¡¯s eyes almost popped out.

    "I'm sorry, what the hell are you?"

    While speaking, a kick fell on Peng Ying. Peng Ying flew directly backwards and hit the river heavily, causing a splash of water.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Yu Wujie said with concern.

    "All right!"

    After squirming for a long time, Peng Ying put down his palm, revealing his swollen face.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Instant.

    Yu Wujie¡¯s eyes almost popped out.

    "I'm sorry, what the hell are you?"

    While speaking, a kick fell on Peng Ying. Peng Ying flew directly backwards and hit the river heavily, causing a splash of water.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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