The seventh sister of crossing the immortals is a bit fierce

Chapter 215

"Du Lin recently called the good-looking young sword cultivator Seventh Brother. I don't know why he is pretending to be crazy?"

"Who knows! Maybe it's paralyzing Senior Sister Wen and Senior Brother Du?"

"Don't gossip behind your back!"

"Oh, isn't there no one else here? Could it be that Senior Sister thinks that the defense of our Young Phoenix Pavilion is just paper, and anyone can get in at random?"

The chatting voices of the girls inside are not noisy, it seems that there are only a few, and the voices are in my ears.

Xia Qi hid outside and silently lit a piece of wax for these girls who had known the truth, my dears, the defense of your Young Phoenix Pavilion is really paperless.

Ari is like entering no one's land here, the second generation ancestor with peach blossom eyes has touched it, Xiao Yuer, I have been standing here listening to you chatting for a long time!

Then...then...you guys are still having fun in there.Xiaoyuer, I'm fine, Ari is just a perverted fox, the species are different, but it can be ignored, the problem is, Du Lin is a well-known gender male in the sect, and a genius who likes women!

Speaking of Du Lin, this kid has already touched it, half of his body is outside, he only pokes his head to look inside happily, and his legs outside are starting to beat bit by bit.

"Xia...er...beautiful master, what are we going to do?" Ari was in a hurry, wanting to kick Du Lin away, and then yelled, "Beast, go away! Let me do it!"

Xia Qi glanced at herself, she was still dressed in white, her attire hadn't changed, and Ari was honestly wearing a scarf.At least if you are seen, you won't be suspected of yourself for a while.

The bear child was a bit naughty, squeezed his throat, and screamed in a voice that was twice as thin as usual: "Du Lin, you shameless bastard, how dare you peek!"

Disgusted that it wasn't lively enough, Xia Qi took out another burst talisman and threw it on Du Lin's ass!
Oh shit!Let you spy on girls in hot springs!My aunt let you sing "Chrysanthemum Remnant"!
The chrysanthemum remains, the ground is wounded...

"Oh, my god!" The stern male voice accompanied by the explosion of the Explosive Talisman made a lot of noise!
There are men peeping here, which is not bad!

"Sisters, hurry up! Get dressed! Copy guys!"

"Let my aunt catch her, and she'll have a cramp!"

"Quickly send a message to the seniors and sisters outside, let them chase and intercept outside!"

The girls soaking in the hot spring suddenly panicked, panicked, put on their clothes, and rushed out holding the dick, without any composure.

Fuck!Someone actually came to the Young Phoenix Pavilion to play wild after eating the ambition and leopard's guts?I don't want to live anymore, or I don't want any parts on my body, just say it!This basically became the voice of all the nuns in the hot springs.

Du Lin burst into tears, covered his buttocks with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other, fearing that he would cry out in pain and be found, and swallowed them alive. He didn't even care to pick up the things he was holding in his hands carefully before, and ran out.

The Second Patriarch of Peach Blossom Eyes wanted to die again, and he knew that angry female cultivators were not easy to mess with, especially, damn it, there are four or five people in this pool today.

Patronized to see the white flowers, forgot to count the exact number of people!

Young Master Du, who wanted to die, was quite self-aware. He himself was indeed a cultivator after the foundation was established. However, it would be troublesome to add the word "but" to everything.

The level of cultivation looks good, but it's really not worth it!

I have to say that Peach Blossom Eye's running skills are good, and he ran away in a blink of an eye.

Xia Qi was covered with an invisibility talisman, so he was not in a hurry, taking advantage of the panic, he quietly put the treasure that Du Lin had dropped into the storage ring.

Huh?These girls seem a little familiar today, as if they were in the first round of the competition season, ahem, those two cannon fodder sisters.

The few female cultivators who chased after holding the dick, their hair was still wet, their clothes were disheveled, because they were soaked in water, they still had a vague sense of sight.

(End of this chapter)