The female partner engages in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 48 I'm sorry, my hand slipped
At this time, the disciples of the Deacon Hall came to the stage tremblingly.

"This time, Feng Qingqing wins."

He really did not expect that an ordinary fighting method in the family would be so fierce and desperate.

He wanted to stop the situation just now, but he couldn't stop it if he didn't cultivate enough.

Someone has already reported to the deacon elder, and it is estimated that they will come over soon.

Fengling didn't expect that she would take out the magic weapon at the bottom of the box, but she still lost in the end.

The way of heaven is so unfair, why not give her a perverted spiritual root like Feng Qingqing.

Feng Wan immediately fed a third-order raw bone pill to Feng Qingqing.

At the bloody broken arm, a new arm grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to normal.

The other cultivators looked at her with envy again. It was really a blessing to have a younger sister with a lot of medicinal pills.

The raw bone pill was a third-order one just now. I don't know if Feng Wan made it himself or gave it to his family.

Either way, they are only envious.

Feng Qingqing knew that she would be fine because she had Feng Wan as her biggest support.

It was because of this that she dared to cut off her arm so decisively.

Although the arms have grown, the sleeves of the robe cannot be restored.

Feng Qihang hurriedly covered the white and smooth arm with a robe of his own.

Feng Wan and Feng Qihang supported Feng Qingqing together, and when they passed in front of Feng Ling, Feng Qingqing stopped.

"Destroyed."

Feng Qingqing sneered coldly.

Feng Ling was downcast at the moment, she no longer had the arrogance that belonged to her third-order alchemist before.

She bit her lip tightly, but couldn't refute a word.

Win or lose, what she says is pale and powerless.

Just after Feng Wan and the others walked past Feng Ling, there was a sound of thunder and lightning.

What everyone could see was that Feng Ling's hair was split into pieces of black scum, and it kept falling down.

Some female nuns vomited in disgust when they saw such a scene.

A layer of black slag was also chopped off the surface of Fengling's pill stove.

"Who did it?" Feng Ling roared.

She didn't know that Feng Wan had practiced a thunder-type exercise that liked to chop black scum.

Feng Wan smiled sweetly, "I'm sorry, my hand slipped."

Feng Ling really didn't expect that it was Feng Wan who did it. Damn, what slipped her hand, she did it on purpose.

Feng Qingqing looked at Feng Ling's miserable appearance, and laughed.

"Feng Ling, this look really suits you so well."

The monks in the audience shook their heads in unison, ugly, so ugly.

Fengling now gives the impression that a layer of black scum is sprinkled on top of the peeled egg, which is still falling.

Ugly and disgusting people.

Feng Ling felt shameless at first, but after listening to Feng Qingqing's words, she saw a layer of black scum falling on the ground, and almost vomited blood in anger.

Pull out a rejuvenation pill and put it in your mouth.

It's just a small trick of carving insects, and she is not afraid of third-order alchemists at all.

But it turned out that Feng Ling's thoughts were too simple. After taking Huichundan, her hair did grow back very quickly.

However, the newly born hair was quickly chopped into slag.

Fengling didn't believe in evil, she ate it again, and then was hacked again.

"what."

Feng Ling yelled like crazy, and in the end, she didn't know whether it was because she consumed too much spiritual energy, or because she couldn't bear it anymore, and she fainted on the competition stage.

The monks in the audience look at me, I look at you, and my eyes are puzzled.

When had their monks been so fragile, they were just like mortals, they fainted when they said they were dizzy.

Feng Ling is now the laughing stock of the entire Feng family. Of course, the cultivators who supported her and wanted to get medicine from her just now.

It was the first time he reacted, Yu Jian went to the competition stage and planned to take her away.

However, before any action, the air fluctuated slightly.

The patriarch showed up on the competition stage with several elders.

Feng Yun looked at Feng Wan for the first time, and then looked at Feng Qingqing after seeing that she was fine.

"Qing girl, how is your arm?"

Even though he knew that as long as the medicinal pill was there, the cultivator's broken arm and leg could be recovered, but Feng Yun was still a little scared.

The Feng family had only a few baby bumps, and he would die of pain if he was injured a little.

Feng Qingqing smiled and said indifferently, "With my sister here, I will be fine."

Don't ask Feng Qingqing why she is so confident, she believes in Feng Wan anyway.

Feng Yun nodded, "That's good, hold on to the girl and take your sister to take a rest first."

"Yes, patriarch grandpa."

The other elders followed, not worried about Feng Qingqing and Feng Ling, but about Feng Wan.

Now I'm sure she's all right, Feng Qingqing is all right, and if Feng Ling is all right, it's not a big deal.

Feng Ling was still dizzy on the competition stage. Although her hair finally grew out, the black scum all over the place proved that the competition just now was also very tragic.

Feng Yun and Feng Mao twitched the corners of their mouths when they saw the black scum who seemed to be familiar.

If they guessed correctly, this should be done by the girl.

The Heavenly Rank Cultivation Technique that Girl Wan had subdued on the ninth floor of the Cangjing Pavilion had such a bad taste.

"Wake her up."

For Feng Ling, Feng Yun could no longer bear it.

This martial arts platform is for the children of the clan to fight, and it is no problem for Feng Qingqing to challenge Feng Ling.

Since Fengling is up to the challenge, she has to afford to lose.

Who would have thought that in the end, in order to win, she even took out all the fairy weapons.

This is not a big problem, but what Feng Yun can't tolerate is that she has murderous intentions.

The disciples of the deacon hall hurried forward and drove away the juniors who wanted to take the opportunity to please Fengling.

"Feng Ling, wake up, the patriarch and elders are here."

After shouting again, Feng Ling did not respond at all.

The disciples of the deacon hall frowned, their voices carried spiritual energy, and they called Feng Ling up again.

I don't know if Fengling is embarrassed to see people, she can't plan to get up, or if she is injured too badly, she still doesn't wake up.

"Grandpa Patriarch, let me come."

Feng Wan asked Feng Qihang to support Feng Qingqing, and automatically asked Ying to wake Feng Ling up.

"Okay, be careful."

With Feng Yun's approval, Feng Wan came to Feng Ling with a smile.

Leaning over, he said, "Uncle Shi, wake up, your hair has only grown in half, and you still need to take another rejuvenation pill."

Female nuns love beauty, especially their hair.

A long flowing hair will add a lot of fairy air to the female cultivator.

Fengling was no exception, she couldn't keep her hair safe.

That's why she couldn't accept that her hair was split into black slag just now.

Feng Wan's words had an effect, Feng Ling's eyelids moved, but after a long time, she still didn't wake up.

Feng Wan already knew that Feng Ling was awake, and she was pretending to be dizzy on purpose.

Feng Ling's little trick was also to deceive the disciples with low cultivation, and the patriarch and others naturally saw it.

But she wanted to pretend to be dizzy, but she couldn't use violence to wake her up.

"Han girl, since you can't wake up, then use thunder to wake up."

Feng Qingqing leaned on Feng Qihang's shoulder and suggested with a smile.

Feng Wan nodded and said with a smile, "My sister is smart, why didn't I think of it.

Don't worry, my thunderbolt just woke up Uncle Fengling and won't hurt her in the slightest. "

Fearing that everyone would be worried about hurting Feng Ling, Feng Wan explained it kindly.

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