After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

Before the blood splashed on himself, Qiao Wan loosened his collar and was about to step back.

When Feng Yan saw this, his face turned even blue with anger, and with a flick of his sleeves, he clasped Qiao Wan's shoulder with his backhand, and threw Qiao Wan out.

Qiao Wan jumped back, stood firm, and looked at him coldly.

"Not qualified? I am not qualified to say this?"

The man glanced at the one who was lying on the ground, and Qiao Wan was supporting each other behind him, and sneered: "It's just a fourth-order monster, and it makes me so miserable, isn't it true?"

He is an ancient demon clan, born in Pill Cave Mountain, and has been a golden pill since birth. He was born to stand at the top. He doesn't need, nor does he need to care about other people's eyes, and there is no need to be considerate of others!

Feng Ruanyan clutched his chest and laughed in anger: "I'm not qualified, who else is qualified, you? Just a foundation building, I want to kill you, it's as easy as the palm of your hand."

This smile touched the wound on his chest once again, and almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

The man gritted his teeth, his face was ashen, and he held back abruptly.

Perhaps it was the maid in front of him that reminded him of the waste from the past. As soon as he said these words, Feng Yanyan's eyes flashed, and he stared at this unknown foundation, and a little killing intent really emerged in his heart.

Among those present, who did not step on the corpse, brave the rain of blood, and fight out.

As soon as this killing intent appeared, a cold sword light flashed across!

Joe looked back.

Behind him, the four-spirit elder brothers, whose faces were smudged by smoke and whose bodies were burnt to blood, suddenly crossed their swords and grinned.

"Isn't it just a foundation? What if you add me?"

This sentence seems to have broken some taboo, almost instantly, swords, lights, swords and shadows are coming.

Swords, lights, swords and shadows all have one thing in common.

That is, they all aimed at the man on the steps!

"Add me one!"

"And I."

"Bring me with me," the sturdy big man laughed, "I'm a golden pill anyway."

No matter how high this phoenix cultivation base is, if they go together, they still can't believe it or pull him into a bald chicken.

Feng Ruanyan stared at the group of "trash" in front of him, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Yes.

One person might not be able to beat him.

But what about a group of people?

Feng Yanyan glanced at the people under the stairs.

Led by Qiao Wan.

The clothes on his body were also burned to tatters by the fourth-order monster, and his face was so smoked that he could hardly see his true colors.

Only the eyes are the same.

A foundation building, of course, can't deal with him, a monk in the late Nascent Soul.

If you add another group of foundation building and golden core, then you can't tell.

As long as Qiao Wan raises his arms, the big brothers behind him can rush up immediately without blinking. That is a few days, in the battle of life and death, the comradeship forged, beyond the division of age, and beyond The difference between men and women.

To tell the truth, they have long since looked at this phoenix not pleasing to the eye.

"Before this expedition, don't you kill chickens for good luck?" Baihu Twenty-three smiled: "Brothers, isn't this a ready-made one?!"

Feng Ruanyan suddenly burst into anger!

Although their mouths are smiling, none of the "Si Ling" brothers are stupid. They pursed their mouths and sank their eyes, and they paid close attention to the movements on the steps.

As long as this phoenix dares to do something, they will dare to turn this phoenix into a walking chicken.

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a while.

At this moment, Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to have finally reacted, hurriedly put down the work at hand, and rushed in front of Feng Ruanyan.

"Little...Little Phoenix, forget it."

Mu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and tugged at the hem of Feng Ruanyan's clothes worriedly.

Baihu Twenty-three glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao on the steps, and grinned: "So, I remembered that Xin Yi is a girl anyway, isn't she?"

There can be no one to protect this girl Mu, and no one to protect Xinyi.

It's so shabby, after all, everyone is also a brother who was killed together.

"Threatening a woman is a ball. If you have any dissatisfaction, why don't you come to us?"

"Yes! What kind of hero is he who starts with a woman?!"

Feng Yanyan's face was ashen, and he glanced at Qiao Wan who was in the lead, almost spitting out another mouthful of blood in anger.

Even if he was as proud of himself as he was, he couldn't help but swear at this time.

woman? !

Is this a woman in front of you? !

Her appearance is not good, I don't know how high the sky is, what kind of woman is she? !

Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and looked at the maid in surprise.

If it weren't for the difference in body shape, I would be almost indistinguishable from the men under the steps.

It all came from the fire of war.

For a while, Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He quickly loosened Feng Ruanyan's cuffs and went to see Qiao Wan.

"This matter... Little Phoenix has done something wrong. It's understandable for Miss Xinyi to be angry."

"But... Little Phoenix has grown up in the abyss of broken bones since he was a child, and he has never gotten along with anyone before. He is a little bit more straightforward, but his nature is not bad..."

Mu Xiaoxiao blushed, tears flashed in her eyes, and she bowed to apologize: "I also ask Miss Xinyi to take a break..."

"I apologize to the **** behalf of Little Phoenix."

Before he could finish speaking, he was cut off by someone.

"It's not up to you to make amends." Bai Hu Twenty-three squinted, "Xin Yi didn't get mad at you either."

Big Brother Siling lowered his eyelids and glanced at the little girl who was at a loss in the firelight.

It seems that she is indeed a helpless, tearful, pitiful little girl.

Sadly, that's what happened when you saw it too much.

Just looking good on the skin is not enough. No matter how beautiful you look, you can't eat it. They are not those sons and brothers who soften their bones when they see beautiful women.

Although it does look quite pleasing to the eye.

The big brothers of the "Four Spirits" touched their noses and said in their hearts.

But that's about it.

The girl in front of her is not suitable and should not appear on this occasion.

Mu Xiaoxiao's lips twitched twice, looking at the shadows of swords and swords in front of him, and the big men who were waiting for the sword.

"Fellow Daoists have misunderstood, I don't mean it."

"I'm just." The girl's big clear eyes were covered with mist: "I just see that the situation is urgent now, today is different from the past, and I don't want big guys to get angry about this little thing."

But the "Four Spirits" big buddies who used to have smiling faces were now like scumbags who raised their trousers and ignored others, and they didn't soften their attitude at all.

"Miss Mu, it's none of your business here, go down."

Being choked like this, the girl suddenly felt a little dazed.

For the first time, I felt that my heart was hanging in the air, sour and astringent, and I didn't realize it.

In fact, taking care of these disciples in front of her, she has not lost a little selfishness. Kunshan's most favored little junior sister has long been accustomed to countless eyes around her.

But this time, it suddenly didn't work.

A short section of steps seems to have opened up a moat.

Above the steps, high above, the robes are not stained with dust and frost.

Under the steps, he rolled and crawled out from the blood and flames.

Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at Qiao Wan, who was in the lead.

Before she knew it, the little girl under the steps had already met so many friends who could survive.

Mu Xiaoxiao forced a smile, went to pull the sleeve of Feng's lie, and said softly: "Little Phoenix, forget it."

Of course it didn't fight.

Just when Feng Ruoyan was about to rage against the crown, the other Pei Chunzheng and Xiao Boyang rushed back with the other disciples of the Four Spirits.

Seeing that Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly red, the young man was startled, turned his head to look at Qiao Wan, but only saw Mo's back sitting among the disciples of the Four Spirits.

Xiao Boyang glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao, and then at the group of big men who described miserable, gritted his teeth, and sat over.

Originally, he was worried about what kind of injury they had suffered, but as soon as he sat there, Xiao Boyang realized that he had been deeply deceived by his feelings, which was not the case at all.

Although it looked a little miserable, a group of big men, like a girl's dormitory talking at night, gathered together to chat.

I want brothers, not women.

Abandoning the young master of the Xiao family, who was ignored by his sweetheart, he was a bit irritable, and he listened to the elders chatting.

Recalling the appearance of the girl's red eyes, there was finally a young disciple of the Four Spirits who "found the conscience" couldn't see it.

"Hey, aren't we going too far?"

"Where's too much?"

"Mu Daoyou is a girl."

Unexpectedly, Bai Hu Twenty-three squinted: "Why, Xin Yi is not a girl?"

"During the fight before, I saw that you drilled behind Xin Yi quite smoothly."

The young man blushed immediately: "That...that's not the same! Fellow Daoist Mu... Fellow Daoist Mu looks so weak."

And look good too.

Beauties are pitiful.

Bai Hu Twenty-three pointed to the ground, and made a deep judgment: "There are too many weak girls, but it is not suitable to live here."

"If I like it, why don't I go to Chunfenglou, there are many good-looking girls in Chunfenglou. Besides," Baihu Twenty-Three stroked his chin, "Xin Yi looks as good as Mu Xiao. Laugh."

Suddenly, the men present cast a deep look at Qiao Wan.

"How do you say it?" Xuanwu Thirty-two squatted on the ground, tilted his head and glanced at Qiao Wan, a little tangled, "It's good-looking, very good-looking."

"As for where to look..."

The appearance of the girl in front of me really couldn't pick out a place to brag.

Xuanwu Thirty-Two racked his brains, and an epiphany flashed, "You look best when you fight!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Boyang couldn't help but take a look.

During the fight, he pursed his lips and lifted the hammer expressionlessly, one hammer to solve one, the dark eyes reflected a fluttering blood flower.

The young master of the Xiao family admits that he is rather picky about aesthetics.

If you think about it, you can still watch it.

"That's right! Xin Yi doesn't look as good as that Mu girl!"

Adhering to the deep comrade-in-arms love, the men's generous palms landed on Qiao Wan's shoulders with a "pop". Facing this mediocre face with no bright spots, they closed their eyes and began to brag. .

"Look at Xin Yi's shoulder, how strong!"

"When fighting, it's a good-looking one! It makes me feel itchy."

All the big men are shameless, and their words are not borderline.

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment and opened her mouth.

To be honest, this is the first time other than Gan Nan that so many people have praised her for her good looks.

Under the eyes of many "sporty men" with wide shoulders and long legs, Qiao Wan started with a paralyzed face -

His face was hot and expressionless.

The heat rushed up from the base of his neck layer by layer.

"Face... blushing?!"

As the first to fill up the horse-drawn carriage, Xuanwu Thirty-two was startled, coughed twice, and blocked in front of Qiao Wan: "What are you looking at, what are you looking at? Just staring at other girls, are you sorry?"

"The fire is so bright here, it's clearly illuminated by the fire, right?"

Qiao Wan stood up with a squeak, and said coldly, "I'll go find Mrs. Cen."

For the straight men who stayed on the scene, Monk Zhang Er was at a loss.

What do you say and run away? Eyebrows are still so serious. Doesn't it mean that girls like to listen to other people's compliments?

The young master of the Xiao family sneered disdainfully as soon as he copied his hands.

Walking all the way to the front of Hanshan Courtyard, the heat on Qiao Wan's face just subsided a little, but she bumped into another person outside Hanshan Courtyard.

Xiu Dog stared at his eyes: "Miss Lu, what's wrong with your face?"

Qiao Wan is serious: "It's lit by fire."

It may be that Qiao Wan's eyes were too straight. When Qiao Wan looked at it like this, the young man's face suddenly turned a little red, and he touched his head uncomfortably. Instead, he was the first to show his cowardice: "I... I'm here to check with Madam."

Qiao Wan keenly sensed that something was wrong through Xiu Dog's flickering eyes and the attitude that there was no silverware here, at least it wasn't as simple as a re-examination.

When the little girl in front of him saw that he was thinking a little bit, the young man's eyes drifted slightly, squatted in front of the door, and waved his hand, "I have no other ideas."

"I'm just a little curious," the young man rubbed his nose, "Besides, the head of the Cen family is still inside."

Thinking of this, Xiu Dog couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Qiao Wan was startled, and the temperature on her face dropped completely: "Cen Xiangnan is here?"

The young man's face suddenly became a little obscure, and the two dog ears stood up high: "Yes, I heard that the Shichuntang side pulled back a game just now, so I took the time to come and see the lady."