Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 358
"A tie, what a tie! Fuling beat that little girl so hard that she couldn't even fight back. Whoever loses wins. People from Guiyuanmen don't even have eyes to see?" In today's audience, Su Wenfeng A red weaver girl mixed in among the disciple seats.

While eating melon seeds, Red Weaver Girl scolded the disciples of Guiyuanmen who made trouble.

Mo Ran took a look at Hong Zhinu's carefree appearance and felt a headache.

Red Weaver Girl is currently working as a miscellaneous job in Suwen Peak, and she is not considered a disciple of Zixiao Sect at all, but she ran to sit next to her just talking to herself.

This group youth conference is originally a competition for the entire Great Three Thousand Worlds. Not everyone has the qualifications to participate, but the qualifications to watch the competition are equal to everyone. Red Weaver Girl really can't drive people away if you want to see it. .

That is, can she pay attention to the shape!elephant!

Mo Ran felt the weird gazes cast from all directions, and felt that Su Wenfeng's Feng Ping had been killed.

"A draw is naturally impossible. Even if this round is void, just play another round. Anyway, Junior Sister Fu Ling will not lose." Mo Ran said while using a cleansing technique on the ground covered with melon seed husks.

"It's not a matter of playing a few rounds, it's that the group of people in Guiyuanmen are too shameless, and they look angry." Hongzhinv has also stayed in Zixiaozong for more than two years. Although she didn't survive this year, she He is determined to join the Zixiao Sect, and now he seems to regard himself as a member of the Zixiao Sect.

"However, that little girl looks familiar to me, as if I've seen it somewhere before," Hong Zhinu said.

"Do you look familiar? You are a female devil, you are familiar with good-looking men, and when will you be familiar with women." Mo Ran said with disgust.

"Even if I only want to look at good-looking men, it's impossible. There are men and women in this world, almost half of them are equal. I don't want to see women."

"Righteous female monk, you are almost familiar with Zixiao Sect." Mo Ran said.

"You're right. This little girl might be a magician."

Mo Ran didn't continue to talk to Hong Zhinu, Hong Zhinu just didn't know the key and didn't bother to talk to her.

On the ring, Fu Ling and Yao Yue also heard the noise from the audience. Yao Yue guessed that Hua Yuejin thought she would lose, so she deliberately caused trouble, but she felt that she could work harder.

Fu Ling didn't care about what those people in Guiyuanmen said, and now she cares more about the crescent moon pattern on Yao Yue's arm, and she won't give up until she understands this.

Compared with Yao Yue's nonsense about Baihe Zhenren and Duan Yingying, this pattern closely related to Aster is enough to attract her.

When she saw this pattern on Zi Wan's sleeve for the first time, she only thought it was Zi Wan's personal hobby, but today she saw it on another person's body. If Yao Yue had nothing to do with Zi Wan, she would never believe it .

"You're not from the Guiyuanmen, are you? Even if you are really a disciple of the Guiyuanmen now, you might have gotten in. No matter how bad the Guiyuanmen is, it's still a righteous sect. It's not like the whole sect is related to monsters." Fuling asked. .

That is the head of Bi Shuitian colluded with Zi Wan, but even so, such a pattern will not appear on the hands of the head of Bi Shuitian, and the people who will be engraved with this pattern are most likely the same as Zi Wan .

"Don't talk nonsense!" Taking advantage of Fu Ling's questioning of Wan Yue, Yao Yue had already activated the magic weapon.

The arena was immediately shrouded in a large darkness, and the voices from the auditorium could no longer be seen, nor could any scenery outside the arena be seen.

On the ring filled with black mist, only Fu Ling and Yao Yue were left, and even the starry night in Fu Ling's hand disappeared.

"The task Hua Yuejin gave me was to beat you, but I think she was too naive. It's just that what's the use of winning you, it took so much effort, and it was a manipulation of the lottery results in the order of the test, and it was Giving me such a precious magic weapon just makes you lose a game, how boring is that?"

Yao Yue changed from her previous soft and weak appearance, she still had a slender figure and a pale complexion, but her face was full of fierceness, black lines could be seen faintly on her neck, the same color as the engravings on her arms. The waning moon is exactly the same.

When the magic weapon is activated, people inside the magic weapon can't see and hear the situation outside, and people outside the magic weapon don't know anything about the situation inside the magic weapon, so Yao Yue can show her true face here.

"So it was Hua Yuejin who instigated you. I thought you were so stupid that you would go to Lingyan Peak to beg me, and I would sympathize with you." Fuling stood where she was, quietly listening to Yao Yue's words , not flustered.

"It's just that you said it's meaningless for me to lose a game, so how do you want to deal with me?"

Yao Yue smiled, and the black lines on her neck continued to spread upwards, covering her pale face. Her face looked like a ghost, very strange.

"Originally, if you had followed my plan, I would have let you go, but you forced me to show my true skills." While Yao Yue was speaking, she flew in front of Fu Ling, and raised her hand to press Fu Ling's forehead.

Fu Ling wanted to retreat, but found that a strange force covered her body, making her unable to move.

Advanced monks can use spiritual power to imprison others, but Yao Yue doesn't use spiritual power. She can't even see what is lingering around her, because the place is already dark and filled with black mist. It is really difficult to discern what is in the black mist.

Soon, Fu Ling felt a burst of dizziness in her head, and the spiritual power in her body was quickly exhausted, as if her spiritual power and soul had been pulled out of her body.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? Is it something from a demon cultivator? Orthodox cultivator's stuff wouldn't be so messy." Fu Ling raised her eyes and stared at Yao Yue in a daze.

"This is a questioning heart box. It is made of the same material as your Zixiaozong's questioning heart. You must have experienced the power of the questioning heart. I don't need to say more about what this questioning heart box is." Yao Yue Feeling the abundant spiritual power in my body, I am in a good mood at this time, maybe there is hope to hit the golden core this time.

"Things with the same origin as Wenwen shouldn't be so smoky. So, what are these black mist?" Fuling said.

"What do you think?" Yao Yue asked back.

Fu Ling retracted her right hand and clenched it a little bit, although her right hand looked empty and contained nothing.

"I think there is a problem with the person who uses this magic weapon." Fu Ling replied.

Yao Yue is a demonic cultivator, whether she used a trick that is not allowed by the right way to take away the spiritual energy from her body, or activated the heart-asking box, the inside of the heart-asking box was filled with black mist filled with the breath of a demonic cultivator.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I just drained my spiritual power, so I don't know how your cultivation will be." Yao Yue said.

"This is the territory of the Zixiao Sect. You did this kind of thing to me, and you thought you could get away with it?" Fu Ling didn't know where Yao Yue had such courage.

(End of this chapter)