nirvana into phoenix

Chapter 224 Qinghe Zhenren
Why do you think the brothers never mention the so-called mother curse?

Just to get you out!
Well done to you, you actually admitted it yourself?
If there is anything we can't talk about in private, we have to do it in front of so many people!

Are you stupid, stupid or stupid!

Yun Yan held his forehead with a headache, deeply doubting that he had some illness that led him to get acquainted with this girl.

The people in the hall obviously didn't expect this, and most of them looked at Qian Yu with astonishment.

Facing these gazes, Qian Yu did not hide or dodge, and straightened her waist, as if what she said could not be more serious.

Li Yun glanced at Qianye who was sitting upright, and sighed, he wanted to find an apprentice for this bastard to change his dead face, why is it so difficult!

Qian Yu's acknowledgment, no matter how much they pretended not to know, they would not be able to explain it.

So he coughed lightly and handed over the right to speak to Yan Ming.

Yan Ming, who had been forcibly thrown away before, asked Qian Yu with his serious face that could stop a child from crying at night.

"Why do you disagree?"

Qianyu thought about how to explain
She's not the virgin and heroine in a romantic drama. At this time, I can only cry and say that I have difficulties and how to make the matter perfectly resolved—the intoxication spell is untied, and Ge Yingying will live to reincarnate. She needs to think carefully.

But what she lacked was time.

The door of the main hall was kicked open rudely.

"Where is that stinky girl who hurt my daughter! Get out of here!"

The person holding the unconscious Lu Pingting was a heroic--a woman?
Qian Yu looked at her dressed in men's clothing, with her black hair raised high, revealing her smooth forehead, and her slightly upward phoenix eyes scanning the hall sharply, thinking - who is this handsome sister?
Yan Ming frowned and waved his palm.

"Your Excellency has such a big tone!"

Master Qinghe's expression remained unchanged, he leaned Lu Pingting on his right shoulder, and faced the incoming palm wind with one hand.

Because of Lu Pingting, Yan Ming had already guessed the opponent's identity, and he only used [-]% of his power in this palm.

Seeing that the other party didn't move at all, he shouted: "Where's that stinky girl named Qian Yu? Why don't you get out and die!"

So she added another [-]% strength, this palm made Qinghe Zhenren no longer able to fight, she couldn't help taking a few steps back, and exited the hall, only then did Qian Yu see Bai Yi and the others with blue noses and swollen faces outside the door.

Oh, no wonder I looked for her as soon as I entered the door.

In fact, she wrongly blamed the three unlucky ghosts.

Daoist Qinghe had just arrived at Qianfan, and the first thing he saw was not the three disciples who were still running down the mountainside after receiving the pass, but Xuannv who had just returned from the outside.

So, she kindly told how the domineering Qianyu insidiously framed Lu Pingting and lost the game, and even lost face because of being angry and "going crazy"-in order to avoid panic, the official statement to the unknowing disciples in the sect.

Qinghe Zhenren never married, only had such a daughter when he was young, how could he bear this anger, immediately snatched Baiyi's entry token, and found Lu Pingting, who had half of her face destroyed and is still in a coma.

Anger nearly burned her sanity.

After asking where Qian Yu was, she rushed over without hesitation.

She wants to kill that little bitch to avenge her daughter!

Eyes turned red with anger, Qinghe Daoist doesn't care about the difference in cultivation!

Handing Lu Pingting to Bai Yi, she took out a magic weapon in the shape of a silk thread from her bosom, bit one end tightly, and flicked her ten fingers in front of her eyes, the silk thread turned into many strands like flowers in her hands, Zhao Yanming flew over.

Yan Ming hadn't been provoked by his juniors in so many years. This time, he gathered up [-]% of his strength and slapped the ball of silk thread!

(End of this chapter)