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Chapter 143 The Tenth Bowl of Soup (5)

Not beautiful enough, not beautiful enough, Qinghuan felt that the flesh he grew still had a little impact on Master Cixin, and she couldn't fly.

As the eggs hatch, they will become hungry. What's even more terrifying is that these insects need high protein feeding. It is useless to eat only vegetables, fruits, rice, etc. Look at Master Cixin who is so fat, I'm afraid he's broken the ban and eat meat long ago? After all, the insects grow bigger and bigger, and ordinary meals cannot satisfy them.

Qinghuan is not going to kill him. As long as he resists touching the flesh, the insects will leave in seven days, but looking at the appearance of these nuns, they may all break the precepts.

Just like this, they are still monks. They can’t even practice and cultivate their minds. They can’t stand such a small test. The young nuns couldn’t help but say something, but Master Cixin has been a monk for decades. Don’t they understand this principle?

Thinking of this, Qing Huan laughed.

Opium is never merciless when she starts. Master Ci Xin is quite struggling to fight him. It’s not that she is not as good as the other party, but... she is hungry.

Just as the fight was getting hot, I suddenly heard someone's stomach roaring. Poppy was stunned for a moment, then stopped the attack and roared to the sky. His chic but charming appearance could be fascinating. He laughed enough and said, "Master Master is hungry? Why, is there anything you don't have to eat in this martial arts conference?"

Master Cixin's face, which had been expressionless all year round, was flushed red at this moment. She was extremely angry and shook the dust: "Stop the mouth!"

Seeing that she was coming fiercely, Yingxiu didn't dare to be careless and tried her best. He was absolutely not as good as Jingxin in terms of martial arts. Jingxin was murderous. If he suppressed him normally, he would probably tear him to pieces. But now she was uneasy and hungry. When Yingxiu was ridiculed before, the disciples of the Nanhai Sect naturally did not dare to be abrupt, but they could not withstand the laughter of other martial arts people. If Yingxiu did not kill Yingxiu, what would she have in the martial arts world? The reputation of the Nanhai Sect was also lost by her!

In any case, we must kill this evil deed that is neither male nor female!

Thinking of this, she even made a ruthless force. Poppy was defeated and took a few steps back. She thought she could defeat Master Cixin's state of mind, but she didn't expect that she would turn her anger into palm power, without any affection, and made a very heavy move. For a moment, she could only hear the sound of wind when the hidden weapons meet and the figures of you and me standing on the ring. After about a half-time, one of them finally fell out of the circle and fell heavily on the edge of the ring.

It's poppy.

He was defeated by the hidden weapon mechanism, and his martial arts skills were not as good as Cixin. Master Cixin won with one blow and wanted to take Poppy's life, shouting: "The evil will come to you!" The whisk shook, pulled out the sword from his waist with his left hand and stabbed straight towards Poppy.

Poppy secretly called out bad. Today's thing was that he was doing it randomly and wanted to vent his anger to Haitang. He thought he could return with great victory, but unexpectedly, he wanted to destroy his life in the hands of this old thief. He closed his eyes, pulled his neck and felt the sharp sword edge cutting a strand of his black hair and then heading towards his neck.

But... strangely, he was not dead?!

The poppy, who noticed something wrong, suddenly opened his eyes, and a slender figure in front of him blocked him. After a closer look, the girl's palm wind actually blocked Master Ci Xin's long sword!

At this time, the girl looked back at him and said, "You are tired, let me fight for you, right?" After that, she blinked playfully. Yu Xue was really cute. Even a cold-blooded person like Pangpo couldn't help but be dazzled by the smile.

"The insect shell." Qinghuan added again. "Don't worry, it was shedded, and it was not poisonous."

Pangpo's face changed immediately. He loved beauty the most. Not only did he look like a girl, but his instinct to be afraid of insects was very similar to that of a girl. At that moment, Qinghuan saw him appearing that he wanted to vomit but couldn't, as if he was disgusted. "Hey, don't hesitate. I won't sell it. Others give me 10,000 taels of gold. You'll be cured so quickly after being injured. Is it all good? "

Poppy covered her mouth and reluctantly thanked: "Thank you very much!"

"Hmph." Qinghuan snorted proudly and focused on Master Cixin again. "If I can defeat you, can I challenge that old monk?" His finger pointed at Master Xuankong, the leader of Shaolin.

"Don't speak wildly in the witch!" Master Ci Xin was so annoyed. Over the years, no one dared to say that he would defeat her. Why is this little witch? "Tell me the antidote first!"

Qing Huan looked around the nun under the ring and suddenly covered her mouth and smiled: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you all seem to be much more round. I didn't expect that the life of a monk would be so comfortable. If my father allowed me, I would have wanted to become a monk!"

Although the nuns are monks, they are still young after all, and it is inevitable that they love beauty. After Qinghuan said this, they all showed anger and shame. Even the kind-hearted Bai Yue, who was reluctant to step on to death, showed a hint of anger: "Girl! My master was kind enough to save you that day, why did you want to repay your kindness and revenge? Today, they still have to help the demons of the Demon Cult to disrupt the martial arts conference?!"

"I didn't ask you to save me. Besides, your master saved me but wanted to kill me immediately. Can't I protect myself?" Qing Huan retorted with a sensible rebuttal and vowed to deeply root his image of lawlessness and arbitrary behavior. "Since this is a martial arts conference, why don't I be allowed to participate? Today I want to be the leader. Do you think it's okay?"

Upon hearing this, Poppy burst into laughter: "I like you girl, it suits my taste!"

Qinghuan looked down on him: "I don't drink people who are afraid of insects to make friends."

Poppy's face froze, and then he smiled and said, "This is a shame, right? After all, we will have to be side by side in the future. How can you be so ruthless?"

She was smart, and she guessed her identity with just a few words. Qinghuan smiled, was so angry that she said loudly: "Today, I and the young master of poppy are fighting on behalf of Miaojiang and the Peaching Sect. If anyone is dissatisfied, you can come up and challenge it!"

"Thousand miles of voice transmission?"

"It's even more powerful than the Buddhist lion's roar!"

"This little girl is amazing!"

...

In fact, strictly speaking, this is not a type of martial arts. If you have to add a definition, it can be called magic or Taoist art, but ordinary people cannot understand it, so Qinghuan lets them misunderstand it.

Mo Ze silently said [Master, you are fighting on the ring, isn’t this bullying?]
Chapter completed!
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