Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 263 Senior Sister Is an Ice Beauty 1
After a while, the ice couldn't help but not melt half a bit, instead it made the people who were frozen inside show painful expressions on their faces.

"what happened?!"

Wan Xiaoyao was furious and planned to cast the spell again.

Xia Ling on the side sneered, "Hiss, little senior sister, have you never heard of Ziyan Ice Soul?"

Wan Xiaoyao said angrily: "What is Ziyan Ice Soul? Don't scare me!"

Xia Ling stepped forward lightly, leaning very close to Wan Xiaoyao, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "The person with the Ziyan ice soul is frozen outside and burned by Ziyan inside. When it encounters ice, it becomes even colder; when it encounters fire, it becomes more scorching."

She paused and raised her eyes to meet Wan Xiaoyao's angry eyes. The smile in her eyes became even brighter, "Senior Sister's wave of red flames just now burned really well! The two heavens of ice and fire were so refreshing."

Seeing Wan Xiaoyao's teeth itch with anger, Xia Ling laughed happily.

"You are brave!" Wan Xiaoyao roared angrily, raised her hand and gave Xia Ling a big slap.

This slap was so hard that it directly deflected Xia Ling's face.

She raised her hand and touched the burning sensation on her cheek.

After all, she is a cultivator, and she is much stronger than the women I have met before.

She was touching her face, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a touch of blue falling from the sky.

The man's robe fluttered, and he was surrounded by fog, as if he was a fairy descending from the earth.

With a thin and fair face, Danfeng's eyes are full of indifference.

The face is like a crown jade, and the nose is like hanging gallbladder.

The white gauze cover of the plain blue robe complements his clean temperament, which is otherworldly. Nine black flames are embroidered on the slanted collar of the collar.

Plain blue, nine black flames, that is the logo of the chief disciple of Xuanyang Sect.

he came.

The master of the Xuanyang School, the hero of this book is Yun Shuyi.

Everyone turned around and saluted Yun Shuyi, who was behind him, and said respectfully: "Elder brother."

"Uncle Master."

"En." Yun Shu also nodded slightly, his voice as low as a piano.

Wan Xiaoyao walked up to Yun Shuyi angrily, "Senior brother! Look at her, she is just an outer disciple. I don't know where to learn the sorcery! I hope the senior brother will deal with this witch!"

Yun Shuyi's eyes slowly fell on Xia Ling.

He just looked at her covering her red face, dodging his gaze, with tears in her eyes, extremely wronged.

He asked, "Why?"

Everyone fell silent.

Only Xia Ling walked slowly to Yun Shuyi and slowly knelt on the ground.

Others call him senior brother, but for Xia Ling, an outer disciple, he should call Yun Shuyi, master.

Her voice was slow, she uttered words slowly, and wept weakly: "Master, it is the dispute caused by the disciples. Hearing that the master is going to lead a team to experience, the disciples want to go together. Brothers and sisters will stop me when they hear about it. Years ago, the master was injured by his disciple. But the disciple...don't even remember."

Can't remember...?

Yun Shuyi's eyes froze when he heard this.

He looked at the frozen Ziyan Bingpo, and took a deep breath.

She was reborn for the second time and made many breakthroughs.

Judging from her ability to use the Purple Flame Ice Soul at this moment, she must have reached the middle stage of golden elixir cultivation.

When seeing her for the first time, the pure Yang fire could burn her to death.

Now... I'm afraid I can't.

Wan Xiaoyao rushed up and yelled at her: "You are obviously not like this just now! You were not very powerful just now? You yelled at me! Why did you turn your face into such a weak appearance now when you are in front of the big brother?!"

Xia Ling raised his head with an innocent expression.

The tears in her eyes also fell with Wan Xiaoyao's curse.

She choked and said: "No matter what the senior sister says, the disciple will admit it. It is the disciple who made a mistake, I implore the master to punish."

Pack!
Wan Xiaoyao stared at the pretentious Xia Ling and clenched her fists. If her senior brother hadn't been there, she would have slapped her ten or eight times more!

Sure enough, I don't remember.

One master per bite.

"Get up." Yun Shu also looked at Xia Ling, "Untie the Ziyan Ice Soul, and then come to Houshan Zhulan Pavilion to find me."

He turned around to leave, but stopped in his tracks, and said, "Fly over here."

Seeing that Yun Shu was about to leave, Wan Xiaoyao followed closely, unwilling to let her go, "Eldest brother, is it possible that you don't plan to punish this demon girl?! Just let her go so easily?! Could it be that...Eldest brother is If you fall in love with her, you will not be able to ask her to be your brother's Taoist partner!"

Yun Shu also paused, his knife-like eyes falling on Wan Xiaoyao's face.

In just that moment, Wan Xiaoyao suddenly broke out in a layer of cold sweat on her back, quickly blushed and dropped her head.

"Junior Sister is becoming more and more wanton now." He reprimanded coldly, "Think about it for five days behind closed doors."

Wan Xiaoyao was unwilling to give in, "But, I will go to lead the team to practice with my senior brother in three days!"

But when he looked up again, Yun Shu had disappeared.

Xia Ling raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and his expression was no longer fragile.

"It's all your fault... Mum! Mum!"

Wan Xiaoyao, who was walking towards Xia Ling, had just finished speaking halfway when her mouth was tightly sealed by a piece of multicolored silk.

Seeing Wan Xiaoyao struggling with staring eyes, Xia Ling sighed comfortably, and dug his ears with his fingers: "Well, it's much quieter now."

She raised her left hand, placed her thumb against the tip of her middle finger, flicked it, and revealed a purple flame.

The flame hit the purple flame ice soul, and with a "click", a long crack appeared in the thick ice, and then split in half.

The people trapped in the ice were finally freed. The women were lying on the ground holding their bodies and shivering, while the men were scratching their heads and rolling around on the ground with their chests hanging down, as if a fire was always burning in their bodies.

Everyone also had burns and scalds of varying degrees under their clothes.

Xia Ling glanced at them, "Go back and heal your injuries, brothers and sisters. I won't accompany you."

"No no no!"

Wan Xiaoyao stared, reaching out to grab Xia Ling's body and ask her to untie the silk from her mouth.

But just as his hand was about to touch Xia Ling, the living person suddenly disappeared without a trace in front of him.

What about people? !
What about people? !
Could she still be able to escape? !

"Where is the witch? Why is she missing?"

"Yeah! Even if you fly away, you still have to see a shadow!"

Xia Ling stood in the crowd, looking at the people who were panicked by her disappearance.

Ice silkworm.

will be invisible.

She curled her lips and smiled, swaggering out of the crowd, stepping on several people's feet as she passed by.

Listen to those people say she is a ghost.

She laughed even harder.

Knowing spells is really interesting.

Yun Shuyi, who was meditating beside the clear spring in Zhulan Pavilion, was interrupted by a voice from outside the barrier.

He slowly opened his eyes, only looking outside the barrier, Xia Ling was leaning on the railing, stepping on the steps, his face was red, his head was sweating profusely, and he was out of breath.

Yun Shu also frowned.

With a wave of his hand, he removed the barrier.

"Enter."

If you don’t see anyone, hear the sound first.

The sound of "come in" was as clear as if it was spoken in Xia Ling's ear.

Panting for breath, she collapsed on the last step and entered the Zhulan Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)