The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

'Piggy' Ming Fan looked back and said bluntly: "I know you think my virtue is unworthy, but I just have no virtue."

Mingfan's honest approach would not be a problem for them. Today's young people are still very honest.

Elder Zhang of Taixu Sect had met Ming Fan several times, and he liked her quite a bit. He was just about to offer words of comfort when Ming Fan opened his mouth.

"However, everyone here, if you say something, it is quite wicked."

Elder Zhang: "???" She was cursing in a roundabout way, but he took it seriously.

"Oh, you are quite good." Ming Fan grinned at Elder Zhang.

She remembered that he had spoken for her before, and her greatest advantage was that she had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges.

As for grievances, they are usually reported immediately.

Elder Zhang: "..."

Why, he should feel honored to have said this specifically? Do you still need to thank her?

Also, if you have it, you have it, if you don’t have it, you don’t have it. What does this mean?

“Everyone, it’s me, Mingfan, who is here now.

We don’t know when the demons will attack. What we are doing now is to share the same hatred and hatred, not to belittle each other here.

Besides, you have also seen that I can easily break through the golden elixir. Although I am not talented, I am also said to be a genius that is rare in a century.

There’s no need to tell me what my level is, right? "

She said she was a genius, she really had the nerve to say it!

The elders secretly spit in their hearts.

But whoever Mingfan is, what she is best at is looking directly at her own strengths.

After Ming Fan finished what he had to say, he leaned against the door of the main tent, looked at a few old guys outside the tent, and raised his eyebrows.

"You are standing here, could it be that you are peeking at the beauty of our Qingyang Sect disciples?

Tsk tsk, that's right. After all, there are not many good-looking monks who can form infant pills at such a young age.

Counting me, there are only six of them,"

After speaking, his eyes stayed on them and looked at them meaningfully.

She she her!

Several elders' faces turned blue and white. When they retorted, they didn't know what to say. They wanted to slap themselves in the mouth.

This bad mouth used to be used in different ways, but when it comes to using it, it looks like it is useless.

In the past, any disciple who was not respectful to them would have been frightened into submission if they kept their faces straight.

But this move was of no use to the girl in front of him.

Fortunately, what she said made sense and was not fabricated out of thin air.

But why does it sound so unpleasant to my ears?

They really couldn't do anything to her. After all, she was a temporary elder. She was at the same level as them and had the same right to speak.

As for cultivation, several people tacitly agreed. If those people outside enter Nascent Soul, no one will be nobler than anyone else.

Facing Mingfan’s unexplained smile, he became even more angry.

In their eyes, Ming Fan was now equated with Ho Dao Rou.

Except for Elder Zhang, several others stared at Ming Fan, trying to burn holes in her body with the fire in their eyes.

"Huh!" Zheng Qian flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

He was a dignified elder of the Luoshen Sect, and he felt that his character had been offended by what happened today.

Liu Qingquan hurriedly chased after him. He, the Beast Control Sect, had always wanted to make friends with the Luo Shen Sect. This was a great opportunity.

The remaining elder Zhang blinked at Mingfan: Little girl, your fighting ability is not weak. He couldn't stand the arrogance of that old guy from Luo Shen Sect for a long time.

"I didn't expect that Gu Qingqiu's cold and pure temperament could actually teach a disciple like you who is fearless, venomous, and has a face thicker than the city wall."

In comparison, it seemed that they were more cramped, and it seemed that she was older than the elders.

Ming Fan kept a humble smile on his lips: "Elder Zhang is so complimentary." It's just basic skills, average, third in the world.

"You really think I'm praising you." Zhang Shan glanced sideways at her. Why can't this child understand the good words?

Ming Fan nodded, looking innocent: "What else? Elder Zhang is scolding me?"

Zhang Shan: "Haha, good boy, it's nothing."

He smiled lovingly, and the next moment, his eyes were fixed on the wine bottle in Ming Fan's hand.

Before he could take a closer look at the scent, Ming Fan took it back.

Zhang Shan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I heard someone said that the fish in Jiuyoucha Sea are very good. Little girl, can you help us?"

"Respect is worse than obedience."

The two who were fighting cocks just now turned around and went to catch fish together.

After they left, Qian Xing frowned. Why did he see a strange familiarity in this girl who was defiant to the sky and the earth... It always felt like he had seen her somewhere in their Ten Thousand Medicine Sect.

Not daring to think about it anymore, the person was gone. Qian Xingxi quietly returned to the main account.

If you have time to think about things, you might as well take a look and study more prescriptions.

In the Nine Nether Sea, two figures stood on the ice.

Zhang Shan couldn't help but sigh when he saw Ming Fan pinning each fish accurately and the fish piled up in the basket next to him.

"Little girl, the ice blade is used well."

The ice spike in Mingfan's hand shone with lavender light, and he looked back with a smile: "No prizes, no prizes. I was a sea king for a while. Poseidon is my second uncle, and I studied under Runtu."

Zhang Shan "..."

Thank you. I have been listening hard. He knows every word separately, but not a single word together.

"Elder Zhang...can't you not understand?"

Ming Fan looked at Zhang Shan with surprise on his face.

"Why, how could it be possible? I know!" Zhang Shan stroked his beard, looked down at the sea, and kept pacing around, pretending to be very busy.

This rumor seems to be true. It is said that this once-in-a-hundred-year genius is not mentally normal...[-]% of the time he was struck by lightning, he was struck into a fool.

Zhang Shan secretly glanced at Ming Fan: 'Well, why don't you count it? ’

Ming Fan didn't know that her Feng Ping had been harmed again, so she threw the fish back and spread her consciousness.

In the distance, the demonic energy was overwhelming, pressing towards them, in the opposite direction.

Ming Fan opened his eyes, his figure flashed in an instant, and he ran back. The senior brother and the others were still there.

Zhang Shan naturally noticed this and shouted: "It's a demon!"