The group pet daughter, she has good luck

Chapter 212 You are a demon

This girl is good-looking, but she is a bit spicy, but it is more flavorful, and he likes it better.

He must take her back today.

He Jichao is at the seventh level of the wood system.

People in their twenties with a seventh-level cultivation base are not ranked high in the capital.

But in this small town of mostly ordinary people, that is a remarkable existence.

It is this kind of environment and cognition that created He Jichao's ignorance.

Just when everyone thought that Wen Renshu and Qingyongtang were doomed, Wen Renshu lightly clamped the vine sword with two fingers when it was about to stab her in the face.

Under He Jichao's slow and suspicious expression, she lightly folded her two fingers, and the tough rattan sword was broken.

After a brief shock, the crowd onlookers began to discuss quietly.

"This young master He has been domineering all the time, I thought he was so powerful? In the end, he didn't even get a single move in the hands of the little girl.

This is the meaning of a move, right?Right? "

"Yes, yes, I thought it was so powerful. It turns out that it only bullies us ordinary people."

The people around have also been bullied for a long time, so they couldn't help but say in the crowd, anyway, Young Master He didn't know who said it.

The words of the people around made He Jichao furious, he looked at the crowd viciously, let him know who was talking about him, and he will call him good-looking later.

However, when he looked over, everyone had already shut up, and they didn't know who was arranging him before.

Apart from anger, He Jichao was still shocked at the moment.

His vine sword is the most flexible and resilient, how could it be broken with just a light fold.

He looked at Wen Renshu's red dress and black hair blown by the wind, and at her agile and beautiful face.

With "Fu Ling Xin Zhi", he spit out: "You are a demon!"

She must be a demon, otherwise how can he explain that he, a seventh-level spiritual practitioner, can't even pass a single move in her hands?
Wen Renshu: "..."

You are very inappropriate again, if you can't win, you can find this kind of reason for yourself.

There are some people around who don't have the ability to think, especially those who are a little ignorant, who have never seen the world, and who fall with the wind.

As soon as He Jichao said this, many people began to waver.

He Jichao saw everyone wavering, and immediately said: "She must be a demon, otherwise, why can't I, a seventh-level spiritual practitioner, fail even a single move in her hands?"

What He Jichao said was so good that he believed it, maybe the woman across from him was really a demon.

He knew that he had kicked the iron board today, so no matter whether the woman was a demon or not, he wanted to incite the emotions of these spectators.

This group of ignorant people has always hated demons.

As long as this group of people help him hold this witch, he can go home and let his family's masters help him take this witch away.

Many people look like this.

Only Qingyongtang and his wife were anxious.

Mother Qing felt that He Jichao was really shameless, this girl was obviously her daughter's junior junior sister, and the tassels on the little girl's body were woven for Zhi'er by herself.

If he couldn't win, he slandered him as a monster, a shameless person.

"Why can't you even pass a move in my hand? It's obviously your dish. You have to say it? You are the most outrageous one I have ever seen to find steps for myself.

Is it really so difficult to admit that you are inferior to others? Wen Renshu looked at He Jichao and said.

(End of this chapter)