Chapter 120 Kick Fly
Whoa!
A whole bucket of foul-smelling water was poured on Murong Yan'er's head.

Murong Yan'er was instantly turned into a drowned rat by Lin.

She was completely soaked, and the water trickled down the corner of her clothes.

Not only that, Murong Yan'er also exuded a strong stench, which was unspeakably disgusting.

"Ah, what the hell is this? Murong Jiuqing, what did you pour on Miss Ben?"

Murong Yan'er screamed, baring her teeth and screaming at Murong Jiuqing, her face turned pale with anger.

"White lotus, three days of footwashing water, is it good?"

Ah Man asked Murong Yan'er gloatingly.

"What? Footwash?"

Murong Yan'er screamed, smelling the stench on her body, she felt nausea in her stomach.

Murong Yan'er lowered her head to the ground and vomited wildly, almost vomiting out the gall.

"An antidote."

Murong Jiuqing spit out two words coldly.

Murong Yan'er finally stopped vomiting, straightened up, and shouted angrily at Murong Jiuqing.

"You fart. What antidote? You little waste, you are trying to trick me on purpose."

"Don't you believe it? Feel it on your body, doesn't it itch?"

Murong Jiuqing raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked Murong Yan'er.

Murong Yan'er was taken aback.

It was only later that I realized that the original itching on my body had really stopped.

"My poison, my poison is really cured? Hahahahaha, it's really great."

Murong Yan'er raised her head and laughed while wearing the foul-smelling footwash all over her body.

"Little waste, go to hell."

Murong Yan'er screamed at Murong Jiuqing.

"Rubbing" a burst of sword energy rose from his hand.

Then he smiled bitterly, and slashed at Murong Jiuqing fiercely.

How dare this little trash poison her?

She is going to abolish her today.

"court death."

A cold light flashed in Murong Jiuqing's eyes.

She raised her leg high and kicked Murong Yan'er hard.

boom!
"Ah ah ah."

Murong Yan'er let out a scream from her mouth, she flew upside down, turned into an arc in mid-air, and hit the tree heavily.

Then with a "bang", it hit the ground fiercely.

"Ahhh...Murong Jiuqing, you little trash, what kind of sorcery did you use?"

Murong Yan'er got up from the ground in embarrassment, leaning towards Murong Jiu and screaming.

She didn't understand why she was defeated by a little trash, even though she was an intermediate level spiritualist?

"Humph."

Murong Jiuqing snorted coldly, swayed his feet, and came in front of Murong Yan'er.

She raised her hands and swung them round to slap Murong Yan'er in the face.

Clap clap clap clap!
A series of clear and crisp slaps slammed heavily on Murong Yan'er's face.

This was not enough, she raised her hand and slapped it again.

Clap clap clap clap!

The clear and crisp slap was slapped on Murong Yan'er's face extremely loudly.

Murong Yan'er's cheeks were red and swollen from the beating, and she didn't even know where her veil fell off.

"Little waste, do you dare to hit Miss Ben? Just wait, Miss Ben will make you feel overwhelmed and walk around, see what happens."

Murong Yan'er yelled in a sharp voice.

She raised the long sword in her hand, just about to slash at Murong Jiu.

Murong Jiuqing has already made a swift move, directly clamping her wrist.

"Ouch."

Murong Yan'er screamed in pain.

Then with a "bang", the long sword in her hand fell to the ground.

Suddenly, Murong Jiuqing kicked heavily on Murong Yan'er's stomach, kicking her out on the spot.

(End of this chapter)

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