The seventh sister of crossing the immortals is a bit fierce

Chapter 253

Although being taken away by the girls of Chufeng Pavilion, tortured and so on, is quite miserable, but it is worse than losing one's life, Lu Ziyou can be regarded as an auspicious person, a person of great fortune, which is really enviable.

Young Phoenix Pavilion, the lobby.

The man of great fortune who was envied by Xia Qi now looked embarrassed, wearing a fox scarf, rubbing his hands and laughing dryly.

The disciples during the Qi training period headed by Wen Qingqing surrounded the hall tightly and airtight, and the guards were so strict that even flies would not even think about flying in.

Sitting on the top are two golden elixir female cultivators.One looks 28 nine, round and jade-like, full of nobility, obviously a Dharma cultivator, wearing red, revealing festive energy.The other one looks a little old, about 50 to [-] years old, with crow's feet clearly visible, big and bright eyes, piercing, and wearing a gray dress.There are very few female cultivators in the Young Phoenix Pavilion who don't wear skirts, and this one is one of them. She doesn't seem to care much about her appearance, and pays more attention to the convenience of clothing.

Yu Wanqing changed into a new dress, light blue, which suited her temperament very well, but the girl's expression was full of sorrow, and she looked at the "culprit" mournfully.

Seeing that the handsome man was sweating, his back was soaked in cold sweat.

"Lu Ziyou, are you guilty?" Wen Qingqing relied on the presence of the elders, the two Jindan monks, it didn't take too much effort to clean up Lu Ziyou, and they were very stern.

The fiery red fox is honest now, wearing a scarf to pretend to be conscientious, he doesn't even open his eyes, for fear that a small look will expose him and be killed by these violent female cultivators.

The ancestors of the foxes in the phantom fox clan didn't have such a big battle!
The female cultivator or something is too scary. From this point of view, it’s better to be a facial paralyzed sister, at least she didn’t have a group of people to single out one...

"I don't know!" Huameinan said that this kind of situation is trivial. Now, he must slap his face to pretend to be fat, and he must never admit it.If you admit it, you will be blamed, hang on the wall, be sliced, and the ending will be ashes.

"Look, what is this?" Wen Qingqing threw a women's dress in front of Lu Ziyou.

A Faxiu dress, crescent white, with bloodstains on the back, not many spots.

"Fa nun's skirt." Lu Ziyou replied honestly, saying that he didn't know what this skirt had to do with him.

"Lu Ziyou, you are enough! Don't pretend to be a fool for my old lady, trying to get away with it!" Wen Qingqing He Dong lion roared, and almost jumped.

"Qingqing, don't get angry." The well-rounded Jindan Faxiu stood up, reached out his hand to stop the furious Miss Wen, and said to the beautiful man, "Lu Ziyou, Hua Feimeng, speaking of seniority, I will call you the real Hua!" Martial nephew is not an exaggeration."

After a pause, Master Zhuyuan Yurunhua stared at Lu Ziyou's eyes and said: "This clothes belong to our disciples of Mingfeng Peak. Someone peeped at the Chufeng Pavilion before, and this flower peeper bleeds and accidentally got on this clothes." Come on. I have a way to prove your innocence, would you like to try it?"

Lu Ziyou didn't know that the blood was a fox's nosebleed, Ari didn't even notice it himself, how could he tell his beautiful master.

"Okay! Somebody Lu is willing to give it a try, but what if Ming Fengfeng wronged Ziyou?" He felt magnanimous in his heart, and the handsome man looked as usual without any fear.

(End of this chapter)