Quick wear female with poison male god guidebook

Chapter 483 The Lord Regal keeps flirting 7
"Pfft." Shen Qiaoan laughed unkindly when Han Kun said that he had participated in the inner disciple examination for eight years.

"Don't laugh, there are so many outer disciples, who didn't pass the assessment after taking part in more than three times?" Han Kun said confidently, looking at the scenery halfway up Tianji Mountain, "If there is someone, I will call him sister!"

Shen Qiaoan stopped walking and looked up at him. Han Kun was too tall and she felt that she had no momentum, so she stepped back a few steps and pointed her thumb at herself, "I'll do it once."

"Ah?" Han Kun was a little embarrassed now, "How can I call you sister when you are so young, I can be your father now."

……

The deacon disciples distributed the clothes and the keys to the bamboo house to Shen Qiaoan and his group of inner disciples and left.

Just as Shen Qiaoan was about to say goodbye to Han Kun, a woman in a milky white pleated moon skirt blocked Shen Qiaoan's way.

Both inner and outer disciples of Tianji Sect can only wear uniform gray clothes, while ordinary inner disciples wear white clothes, and the style is simple and unstyled. Only inner disciples accepted as disciples by the elders are eligible to wear unique styles and bright colors robe.

The identity of this woman is obviously not as simple as an inner disciple.

"Your name is Shen Qiaoan?" The woman raised her chest a little arrogantly, then looked down at her, kissed her red lips, and looked at Shen Qiaoan without cutting.

"Is there something wrong?" Shen Qiaoan raised her eyes, feeling the murderous aura on her body.

The woman raised her eyebrows and slightly curled her lips, "I'm Ling Xiaoxiao's aunt, Ling Yanxi. What do you think I'm looking for you?" As she spoke, her eyes were slightly sharp, and she patted Shen Qiaoan with her right hand, which seemed weak and boneless.

A sharp palm wind came straight towards Shen Qiaoan, before Shen Qiaoan had time to react, a tall figure stood in front of her.

"Bang." Han Kun was only at the third level of Qi training, how could he be Ling Yanxi's opponent, and was directly knocked to the ground by the opponent.

"Han Kun!" Shen Qiao put herself on alert, and shouted to Han Kun who was behind her worriedly.

Han Kun struggled to get up from the ground, "I'm fine. She can't hurt me for the time being with my rough skin and thick flesh, but if this palm hits your small body, it will probably be hard enough!"

Shen Qiaoan was a little moved, "Thank you!" Although Han Kun was a bit stupid, he was loyal enough, and she made this friend.

"What kind of skill is a sneak attack from behind?" Shen Qiaoan looked at Ling Yanxi intently, her face slightly darkened.

Ling Yanxi hooked her lips charmingly, "Even if I attack openly, you can't beat me, useless!"

As he said that, he attacked Shen Qiaoan with another palm, one palm after another, the opponent was too strong, Shen Qiaoan reckoned that Ling Yanxi should be at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training.

Now she can barely defeat the immortal cultivators who practice Qi at the fifth and sixth levels by virtue of her skills, but Ling Yanxi, she can't beat Ling Yanxi for the time being.

She needs time, time to practice, to trample these people under her feet!
Because they are located on the mountainside of Taiji Mountain, which is the central area where inner disciples pass by the most people.

Seeing someone fighting, more and more people came to watch.

"Shen Qiaoan, today I want everyone to know that you are a good-for-nothing and will always be a good-for-nothing!" Ling Yanxi laughed, and moved quickly to Shen Qiao'an.

The left hand directly grabbed her collar and lifted the small Shen Qiaoan up, and then gathered strength with the right hand, and was about to slap Shen Qiaoan on the forehead, destroying all her cultivation!

Shen Qiaoan struggled vigorously, but found that there was a spiritual power bound all over her body, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from Ling Yanxi's hand.

(End of this chapter)