The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 558 She is none other than her
"There really isn't such a rule."

"Hey, where are you from? How can you help that woman with no character?"

"I... I didn't!" Looking at everyone with a guilty conscience, the man suddenly changed the subject: "In other words, she came to participate in the cultivation competition because she wanted to win two competitions in one fell swoop. In this way, those who entered the purple class She is the only human being."

"I'll go. In this way, this woman really has a lot of eyes."

"Everyone, be careful with her. If anyone is drawn into a group with her, let's work together to get rid of her first."

It seemed that some kind of consensus had been reached, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Ruan Lingyan frowned slightly, cursing incessantly.

Thinking of her being the proud daughter of heaven, she was loved by her parents at home, and when she came to Yunyingzong, she met a famous teacher like Leng Muxiang. She didn't say how much she was loved in the academy before, but at least she still had some respect.

But since Jun Moli said that she seduced Mu Zicai, all this has changed.

All of this is Jun Moli's fault!
Xiumei frowned slightly, and the hands hidden under the sleeves clenched into fists.

She was lost in thought, when the student behind reminded rudely: "Hey, are you going to draw lots or not? If you don't, get out of the way and don't waste our time."

"That's right, get out of the way if you don't catch me. I've never seen such a cheeky woman like you. It's not enough to win the potion competition, and you're here to fight us for the last spot. Don't be ashamed."

Hearing the voice from behind, Ruan Lingyan slowly let go of her fist, stretched out her hand and randomly grabbed a lot.

As she unfolded the note, the people behind her poked their heads out curiously, wanting to see the numbers she had drawn clearly.

"One set, she drew one set."

"Oh, bless me, I must be drawn into the same group as her, and see if I don't torture her to death."

"You want to torture me to death?" Turning her head slowly, the corners of Ruan Lingyan's mouth twitched slightly, and a cold light appeared in her eyes: "It depends on whether you have the ability."

After she finished speaking, she stepped away from the crowd and stood in front of the ring to the right, her eyes filled with complicated light.

It seemed that they didn't expect her to retort suddenly, everyone was stunned for a moment, and soon came back to their senses.

"That bitch has actually learned to refute. Not bad, the learning ability is quite strong."

"She was born with it. There is no need to learn."

"Hahaha, what this brother said makes sense, bitch, naturally he knows more things than us ordinary people, and his methods are more ruthless."

"Then you have to be careful. If you say that about her, be careful that she will retaliate against you."

"Oh, I'm so scared."

Under the arena, there was a burst of ridicule suddenly.

Everyone's laughter was louder than louder, reaching Ruan Lingyan's ears, the sound was ear-piercing.

Jun Moli looked at all this indifferently, his eyes were flat.

She may still have a little compassion for those people who bully others, but for Ruan Lingyan, it is a waste to use the word pity on her.

Thinking about it, Jun Moli turned his head to look at Mo Ran beside him, and saw that he was standing motionless, with no intention of queuing up at all.

"Aren't you going to participate in this game?"

Hearing the sound, Mo Ran turned his head slowly, and when he looked at Jun Moli, there was a trace of tenderness in his coquettish purple eyes: "Xiao Lier, do you want me to come to Ziban to accompany you?"

"What does this have to do with me?"

Looking away in a panic, Jun Moli could feel his heart beating faster and his face burning hot.

(End of this chapter)