Chapter 400: Buddhism (7)

"What kind of school is hiding in hiding? Fellow Daoists might as well show up. You hurt my junior sister for no reason, Mu must ask for an explanation like you."
This leading young man spoke very well-sounding, but how did Fu Yue look at him, how unpleasant.
It's not that this Mu Ziqing looks ugly, but that this person looks like a dog, but that it gives people a very hypocritical feeling.
Everyone saw Mu Ziqing speak.
They all drew their swords and echoed: "That's right, where are you young? What kind of hero is hiding behind and hurting others?"
"Hahahaha, Zuo is just a timid Xiaoxiao, and I have been so fussy!"
"Brother Li said..."
Hearing that everyone followed him, Mu Ziqing didn't speak any more, with a bit of jealousy in his eyes.
He just probed the injuries of Junior Sister Song, and the roots of her spirit were shattered. This palm can have such a powerful force, which shows that this person's skill is absolutely unpredictable.
Fu Yue appeared slowly.
She raised her hand and squeezed her ears, leaning against a towering tree with her thin shoulders, and some tattered red clothes draped over her, with an unruly beauty that was not embarrassing.
Yan Lie arrogant.
The girl's brows and eyes were lazy, and her beautiful red lips curled up in disdain.
"It's me, what's the matter?"
"I'm out, what can your trash do to me?"
This is very arrogant.
There is also a kind of inexplicable middle and second sense.
Anyway, System 677 couldn't help laughing.
The group of people on the opposite side were very angry. After seeing Fu Yue's face clearly, they were shocked one by one, with anger, disdain, surprise, jealousy, and deep contempt flashing across their faces.
They are all disciples of the Liuyun Sect, and naturally they know Jiang Si. After all, this face is so stunning that it is so beautiful that it will not be forgotten at the first sight.
"Jiang Si, you demon girl is still alive?"
"Wonder girl, where are you brave enough to hurt your senior sister? Are you trying to deceive your master and destroy your ancestor!"
Words of crusade came to Fu Yue overwhelmingly.
Fu Yuequan when they fart.
If these two sentences are not painful or itchy, will she have less meat after hearing it?
Although Fu Yue didn't care about being scolded.
But it does not mean that she is willing to be scolded!
What kind of temper is she, arrogant and almost lawless. Now the temper was up, and he smashed it with a palm up.
"Snapped--"
"Snapped--"
A round of applause sounded.
Everyone who has just scolded Fu Yue has a red palm print on his cheeks, which is not only painful, but also embarrassing.
Fu Yue retracted her hand lightly.
Slowly glanced at the people on the opposite side, cherishing the words like gold, "Noisy."
The disciples of Liuyun Sect were all selected from various families, and how could they have suffered such humiliation. In their eyes, Fu Yue was still the pitiful little who had low spiritual power and could be bullied casually.
Someone rushed towards Fu Yue with a sword in his hand.
"Devil, die!"
At this moment, Fu Yue half raised her narrow and long peach blossom eyes, her eyes were mocking casually, just like looking at an ant.
A long sword with cold light was pierced suddenly in front of him, sharp and dangerous.
Fu Yue raised her hand lightly, pinching the sword with two beautiful fingers, and applying a slight force on the fingertips, the long sword that was originally full of murderous intent instantly folded into two.
She threw the broken sword at the man with her backhand.
Seeing, this silver light was about to pierce through that Liuyunzong disciple.