Evil fairy is rare

Chapter 23
Yun Ya smiled apologetically, "Senior Brother Chen, Brother Mu is also a disciple of the World Venerable Workshop, and we practice together, how can we ruin our reputation?"

"Yun Ya," a blue-robed disciple with silver hair and eagle eyes called, and walked out from behind the fat disciple, "I am practicing swordsmanship because of the authentic sect of the Immortal School of the World Venerable Workshop.

"Who are you calling an evil heretic? Keep your mouth clean! Slander Madam"

"What? Move out your wife to suppress me?" The blue-robed disciple blocked Mu Lingxi's mouth and rolled his eyes, "I just said that Guanyinzhai has practiced sorcery and is dishonest. You only know how to carry water and eat meat. I don’t know how many times Madam goes to and from Dingxing Hall every day, you shameless fool!”

Yun Ya frowned when he heard the words, "Brother Zhang, what you said is even scolding Master."

"Hmph, Fu Jiuchen's behavior is disorderly, and he hooks up with the evildoers of Guanyinzhai. This kind of person is called a master in vain." The blue-robed disciple surnamed Zhang said coldly, he glanced at Mu Lingxi coldly, turned his head, Staring at a pine tree next to the sword pool, "Master Mu must have been taken care of by my wife, otherwise how would I know that I would be able to beg for food at the gate of my World Venerable Square. I must have known my wife for a long time, and I came here specially."

Mu Lingxi looked at him coldly, "You are the third of the eighteen weapons." After speaking, he pulled Yun Ya, picked up the bucket and left.

"What?" The blue-robed disciple couldn't react for a while, and the fat junior beside him said, "He called you cheap."

The blue-robed disciple was furious immediately, and as soon as he touched the sword pouch, he saw a silver-gray shadow suddenly rise up and stab Mu Lingxi's back!Mu Lingxi's eyes sank, and he could already feel the lingering sword energy.

Behind him, Yun Ya used a wooden barrel to block him, and the wooden barrel was split in half immediately, and a bucket of cold water poured all over Mu Lingxi's body, drenching him completely!
Mu Lingxi turned around, the violent energy in his heart was ready to go out, but when the blue-robed Taoist pounced on him, he gave up resisting.

Oh, I received a heavy slap in the stomach, and then I was kicked to the ground!
"What are you, you deserve to learn the Moon-Watching Sword, go home and eat your ass!" The blue-robed disciple was still unrepentant, chasing the moon legs so hard that he couldn't stop stomping on his back.

Yun Ya was about to stop him, but was pulled away by the fat disciple, "Junior Brother Yun Ya, likes gather together and people are divided into groups. This guy is a lowly breed, and senior punishment can be regarded as giving him a memory. You don't want to wade in muddy water."

Seeing the blue-robed disciple stomping hard, Yun Ya heard Mu Lingxi groaning on the ground, knowing that his attack was heavy, so he became anxious, "Zhang Zimo! Are you going to beat him to death in Jianchi?"

Zhang Zimo glanced at him, "There is no distinction between seniority and inferiority, senior brother is tame, he doesn't listen to what he says, but he scolded me, it's clearly the connivance of the evildoer of Guanyinzhai, I'm teaching him a lesson on behalf of the ancestor of Guanyinzhai, Let him know what it means to respect the teacher!" He said in his mouth, but his feet didn't stop at all, Mu Lingxi shrank on the ground, seemingly powerless to fight back.

"Stop it quickly, if you continue to fight, people will die!" Yun Ya tugged on the fat disciple's sleeve, "Chen Zhengzhi, Mu Lingxi is also a junior brother who has just started, how can he resist the power of chasing the moon's legs!"

The fat disciple held the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "A monster must have monster power, so it's definitely okay."

Snapped!
Zhang Zimo took a half step back suddenly, and said in shock: "This guy stabbed me with a dagger!" After speaking, he covered his heels, and only a little blood flowed down his ankle.

"Come on, clean up the door!" Zhang Zimo yelled at the disciples around him with a grim face.

The other blue-robed disciple's face turned cold, and he pulled out his sword from his waist, drew an arc of light with a snort, and stabbed at Mu Lingxi!
when!A cold long sword stopped him, and the bone-piercing coldness spread from the sword body to the bone marrow. The blue-robed Taoist screamed and threw the sword.

You Zixin was dressed in white, and glanced at Mu Lingxi who was lying on the ground, her pretty face was full of anger, and a pair of bright eyes flashed across everyone's faces, "Whoever moved the hand, I chopped it off!"

(End of this chapter)