Chapter 1379: Demon Lord VS Justice Girl (seventeen)

Cheng Mingyue’s heart is extremely hateful.
She not only hates the beauty of this woman, but also hates her intimate gestures like her master.
Cheng Mingyue had a good impression on the masters and brothers long ago.
Her identity is high enough, and she is exposed to the younger generation of martial arts.
But no matter how many people are in the eyes, those people can only be a foil in front of her master.
The girl’s mind is falling between such unconsciousness.
However, Zhu Xi treated her little sister, always gentle and courteous.
Some of them are close to each other.
But what Cheng Mingyue wants is not the intimacy of taking care of her sister.
She knows that in the eyes of the masters and brothers, she has always regarded herself as a younger sister who needs care, not a girl who has grown up.
If this is the case all the time, after all, there are many women in the martial arts who admire the masters, but no one has ever been qualified to stand by him.
Only her, Cheng Mingyue, is the closest person to the master.
But what does she see now?
He has always been a gentleman who is gentle and courteous and keeps his distance. He even leaned over to cook tea for himself, and even held it to her hand.
That focused gesture, as if he is not holding a cup of tea at all, but...
Cheng Mingyue gimmick, let yourself not think too much.
She looked directly at Gu Shengyin and shouted: "What is this demon girl doing to my master?"
Gu Sheng was wrinkled by his brow.
"Snapped!"
A loud slap in the middle of the empty hall.
Mu Qingfeng didn't even have time to stop it.
Cheng Mingyue glared at his face, and his eyes were full of incredible and resentful colors.
This woman, in front of so many people, slaps herself in the air!
Gu Sheng licked his hand gently, looking at Cheng Mingyue's face without emotion. "There is a misfortune, the little girl still pays attention."
"You..." Cheng Mingyue wanted to speak again, but on the eyes of Gu Sheng because of the cool eyes, he swallowed.
She knows that if she really said it, the woman in front of her would not be afraid of anything.
She suddenly looked at her face, her eyes shed tears, and the clear tears rolled down like that.
Mu Qingfeng looked at the younger disciple. Although she was impulsive in her heart, she was somewhat distressed.
He looked at Gu Sheng and her big disciple who saw this scene and was indifferent. She frowned and said: "But the little doll is not sensible, and the teacher is punished. I am afraid it is too heavy."
How important is the face of the girl's family?
"too heavy?"
Gu Sheng suddenly stood up.
"You are afraid that you are slap in the face of this seat, it is unreasonable. Is this Huang Maoxiaotoutou Zhangkou squatting this demon girl, is it taken for granted?"
"Or, in the eyes of the public, this seat is really a demon girl?"
She sneered and looked at Mu Qingfeng: "Mu's father is also a martial arts predecessor, so I will think about it. If I open your mouth and call you a sigh of relief, the old man will think that I am young and ignorant?"
She stood at the moment, the purple robes were windless and automatic, and although they were young, they had an inviolable posture:
"This seat was originally thought, and Er et al. is also a ceremonial person. I don't want to be so attitude. So..."
She snorted: "Come, drop off!"