After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 77|Seven days of extermination (Saturday)

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Before the blood splashed on her, Qiao Wan let go of his collar and was about to step back.

When Feng Wangyan saw him, his face turned even greener with anger. He flicked his sleeves, grabbed Qiao Wan's shoulders with his backhand, and threw Qiao Wan out.

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

"Not qualified? I'm not qualified to say this?"

The man glanced at those lying on the ground and Qiao Wan, who was supporting each other behind him, and sneered: "Isn't it true that just a fourth-level monster has made himself so miserable?"

He is an ancient demon clan. He was born in Danxue Mountain. He has been a golden elixir since he was born. He was born to stand at the top. He does not need or have any need to care about other people's eyes, nor does he have any need to be considerate of others!

Feng Wuyan covered his chest and laughed angrily: "I'm not qualified, who else is qualified, you? You're just a foundation builder, I want to kill you, it's easy."

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

The man gritted his teeth, his face was livid, and he held it back.

Perhaps the maid in front of him reminded him of the trash from back then. As soon as he said these words, Feng Huanyan's eyes flashed and he stared at this unknown foundation, and he really felt a little murderous intention in his heart.

There was no one present who had not stepped on corpses and braved the rain of blood to fight his way out.

As soon as this murderous intention appeared, a cold sword light flashed across!

Qiao Wan looked back.

The Si Ling brothers behind them, whose faces were covered with gray smoke and whose bodies were burned to a **** pulp, suddenly raised their swords and grinned.

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

This sentence seemed to break some taboo, and almost instantly, swords and swords appeared one after another.

The light and shadow of swords all have one thing in common.

That is, all of them were aimed at the man on the steps!

"Add me!"

"And me."

"Take me," the sturdy man laughed, "I am also a golden elixir after all."

No matter how high the cultivation level of this phoenix is, if they come together, they still can’t believe that they will turn him into a bald chicken.

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

Yes.

One person may not be able to defeat him.

But what if it’s a group of people?

Feng Wangyan glanced at the people under the steps.

Led by Qiao Wan.

The clothes on his body were also burned to tatters by the fourth-level monster, and his face was so smoked that it was almost impossible to see his true face.

Only the eyes are equally ruthless.

Of course, a foundation builder can't deal with him, a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage.

If we add another group of foundation builders and golden elixirs, it's hard to say.

As long as Qiao Wan raises his arms and shouts, the big brothers behind him can rush forward without blinking an eye. In a few days, in the life and death struggle, the comradeship formed transcends age. , also transcends the difference between men and women.

To be honest, they have long disliked this phoenix.

"Before going on an expedition, don't you kill a chicken for good luck?" White Tiger Twenty-Three smiled: "Brothers, isn't this a ready-made one?!"

Feng Wangyan suddenly became furious!

Although they were smiling, none of the "Four Spirits" brothers were stupid. They pursed their lips, darkened their eyes, and paid close attention to the movements on the steps.

As long as this phoenix dares to take action, they dare to turn this phoenix into a free-roaming chicken.

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a while.

At this moment, Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to finally react, hurriedly put down what he was doing, and rushed to Feng Huanyan.

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

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

Baihu Twenty-Three glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao on the steps and grinned: "So, I remembered that Xin Yi is a girl after all, right?"

It’s impossible for Miss Mu to be protected and Xin Yi to be protected.

It's so shabby, but at least we are all brothers who fought together.

"Threatening a woman is just a joke. If you have any dissatisfaction, why not come to us?"

"Yes! Who is a hero if he attacks a woman?!"

Feng Wangyan's face turned livid. He glanced at the leader Qiao Wan and almost vomited out another mouthful of blood in anger.

Even if he was as proud as he was, he still couldn't help but use foul language at this time.

Women? !

Is this a woman in front of me? !

What kind of woman is she if she doesn’t know how high the sky is and how high she is? !

Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned and looked at the maid in the firelight and ashes in surprise.

If it weren’t for the slight difference in body shape, we would be almost indistinguishable from the men at the foot of the steps.

That all came from the flames of war.

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

Hurryly loosened Feng Wangyan's sleeves and went to see Qiao Wan.

"In this matter...little Phoenix did something wrong. It is understandable that Miss Xinyi is angry."

"But... Little Phoenix has been growing up in the Bone-Shattered Abyss since he was a child. He has never been around others before. He is a bit outspoken, but his nature is not bad..."

Mu Xiaoxiao's face turned red, with some sparkling tears flashing in her eyes. She bowed and apologized: "Miss Xinyi, please calm down..."

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

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped at the waist.

"It's not your responsibility to apologize." Bai Hu Twenty-Three squinted, "Xin Yi didn't get angry at you either."

Brother Si Ling lowered his eyelids and glanced at the helpless little girl in the firelight.

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

Unfortunately, that’s all it is after seeing too much.

Just having a beautiful skin is not enough. No matter how beautiful you are, you cannot be eaten. They are not those gentlemen whose bones soften when they see beauties.

Although it is indeed quite pleasing to the eye.

All the "Four Spirits" brothers touched their noses and thought to themselves.

But that's all.

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

Mu Xiaoxiao pursed his lips twice, looking at the flash of swords in front of him, and the big men standing ready to strike.

"You fellow Taoists have misunderstood, I did not mean this."

"I just." The girl's clear eyes were covered with mist: "I just see that the situation is urgent now and today is different from the past, and I don't want everyone to get angry over such a trivial matter."

But the big brothers of the "Four Spirits" who once smiled at each other are now like scumbags who lift their pants and ignore others, and they have not softened their attitude at all.

"Miss Mu, you have nothing to do here, go down."

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

For the first time, I felt like my heart was hanging in the air, sour and astringent, with no place to settle.

Actually, she might not be selfish in taking care of the disciples in front of her. The most favored junior sister in Kunshan has long been accustomed to countless eyes surrounding her.

But this time, it suddenly didn't work.

A short step seems to have opened a chasm.

On the steps, high up, my robes are not stained by dust or frost.

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

Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the leader Qiao Wan in panic.

Unconsciously, the little maid at the foot of the steps had made so many life-saving friends.

Mu Xiaoxiao forced out a smile, pulled Feng Huanyan's sleeve, and said softly: "Little Phoenix, forget it."

Of course the fight didn't start.

Just when Feng Huanyan was about to get angry and win over the beauty, Pei Chunzheng and Xiao Boyang rushed back with the other four spirit disciples.

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

Xiao Boyang glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao, then at the group of miserable old men, gritted his teeth, and sat down.

Originally, he was worried that they were injured in some way, but as soon as he sat over, Xiao Boyang realized that he had been deeply deceived. This was not the case at all.

Although it looked a bit miserable, a group of big men gathered together to chat like a night chat in a girls dormitory.

I want brothers, not women.

The young master of the Xiao family has abandoned his sweetheart and ignored him. He is a bit irritable and listens to the chatter of the elders.

Recalling the girl's red eyes, a young Four Spirits disciple finally "discovered his conscience" and couldn't stand it anymore.

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

"What's too much?"

"Mu Daoyou is a girl after all."

Unexpectedly, Baihu Twenty-Three squinted: "Why, Xin Yi is not a girl?"

"When we were fighting before, I saw that you were able to get behind Xin Yi very smoothly."

The young man immediately blushed: "That... that's different! Fellow Daoist Mu... Fellow Daoist Mu looks weak."

And he looks good too.

Beautiful people are pitiful.

Baihu Twenty-Three pointed at the ground and made a deep judgment: "There are many weak girls, but they are not suitable to live here."

"If I like it, why don't I go to Chunfeng Tower? There are so many good-looking girls in Chunfeng Tower. Besides," Baihu Twenty-Three touched his chin seriously, "Xinyi doesn't look good either. Lose Mu Xiaoxiao.”

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

"How should I say it?" Xuanwu Thirty-Two squatted on the ground and glanced at Qiao Wan, a little confused, "It looks good, it looks good."

"As for where to look good..."

There really isn’t anything worth bragging about about the girl in front of her.

Xuanwu Thirty-Two racked his brains and suddenly had an idea, "It looks best when fighting!"

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

When fighting, he pursed his lips and swung the hammer expressionlessly, killing one with one hammer, his dark eyes reflecting the flying blood.

The young master of the Xiao family considers himself quite picky about aesthetics.

Looking back, I can still watch it.

"Yes, yes! How can Xin Yi not look as good as that girl Mu!"

Adhering to the deep feeling of comrades-in-arms, the men's generous palms fell on Qiao Wan's shoulders with a "snap" sound. Facing this mediocre face with really no bright spots, they began to Blind boasting with your eyes closed.

"Look at Xin Yi's shoulders, how strong they are!"

"When we fight, it looks so good! It makes me feel itchy."

The great gentlemen are shameless and their words are irrelevant.

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

To be honest, this is the first time besides Gan Nan that so many people have praised her for her beauty.

Under the attention of many "attractive men" with broad shoulders and long legs, Qiao Wan started with a paralyzed face——

Steaming expressionless.

Heat rushed up from the base of his neck layer by layer.

"Your face... is blushing?!"

Being the first to talk nonsense, Xuanwu Thirty-Two was startled, coughed twice, and stepped in front of Qiao Wan: "What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Are you embarrassed just staring at this girl? ”

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

Qiao Wan stood up with a groan and said coldly: "I'm going to find Mrs. Cen."

For the straight men who were left alone, Monk Zhang Er was confused.

Why did you run away while you were talking? His eyebrows are still so serious. Isn’t it said that girls like to hear compliments from others?

The young master of the Xiao family clapped his hands and sneered disdainfully.

Walking all the way to Hanshan Courtyard, the heat on Qiao Wan's face had just cooled down a bit, but she bumped into another person outside Hanshan Courtyard.

Xiu Quan glared: "Miss Lu, what's wrong with your face?"

Qiao Wan said seriously: "It was illuminated by fire."

Maybe it was because Qiao Wan's gaze was too straight. When Qiao Wan looked at her like this, the young man's face suddenly turned a little red and he touched his head uncomfortably. On the contrary, he showed his timidity first: "I... I'll come to see Madam for a review. ."

Through Xiu Quan’s twinkling dog eyes and his attitude, which clearly showed that there was no silver in this place, Qiao Wan keenly sensed that something was wrong, at least it was not as simple as a re-examination.

After the little maid in front of him saw his little thoughts, the young man's eyes drifted slightly, squatting in front of the door, waving his hands, "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 Quan 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 expression suddenly became a little unclear, and his two dog ears stood up high: "Yes, I heard that Shichun Hall just got a win, so I took the time to come over and take a look at Madam."