Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

The sickly woman frowned lightly and opened her lips to speak.

"Cough cough!"

Yang Xiruo's delicate body trembled, and her pale lips were stained with a bright red.

Weakness makes people feel distressed.

The young and beautiful girls in the surrounding sect kept silent and stood there honestly.

"Shh!"

Yang Jinghong jumped down from the ring and diligently brought a pear wood armchair for Yang Xiruo.

"Sister, sit down first."

"Rest."

When everyone around saw the genius young sect master looking like a bitch, not only did they not have the slightest contempt, but they also felt that it was natural.

After the sickly woman sat down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

Yang Jinghong, on the other hand, quickly jumped back into the ring.

He summoned the Purple Lightning Divine Sky Spear, pointed it diagonally at the audience, and started showing off like before.

His eyes were stern.

"What I am mainly talking about is that everyone standing here..."

"It's all rubbish!"

The mouths of everyone in the audience twitched.

Is this why you moved a stool for your sister? ? ?

They shook their heads and sighed helplessly, and clapped sparsely in unison.

It's like coaxing a child.

In fact, everyone is already used to it.

My young sect leader is good-looking, talented, does not bully others, and has no bad habits.

I don't like beauty in my life, I just like to show off.

It’s just that I can’t compliment the showmanship.

Probably because he was suppressed by his own sister for too many years, he suffered from depression and became ill. In the end, he became a middle-aged boy and wanted to show off whenever he got the chance.

He keeps saying it every day, if you don't pretend to be cool, it's a waste of time.

If you succeed in pretending, you will have no regrets even if you die nine times.

Once, after I got drunk, I ran to the cave where my ancestor was retreating, raised my middle finger, and declared:

"First there is a shock, and then there is heaven. If I shoot a gun, I will compete with the gods."

"Life and death are bearish, do not accept it!"

"Ancestor, do you dare to come out and fight me?"

The ancestor didn't come out, but his father, the sect leader, came and hung him up in the sect square for public display. He was beaten and beaten for seven days, but the stubborn man didn't say a word.

After recovering from the injury, he pointed the gun at the old father of the clan leader:

"Yang Jinghong is here, please fight your father to die!"

The sect leader was so angry that he almost had brain congestion, and he was beaten again with a meal of fried bamboo shoots and meat.

In the end, it was Yang Xiruo who came forward, and Yang Jinghong became honest.

This guy is lawless and is only afraid of this sister who seems to be sick and weak.

Standard sister control.

"Cough cough!"

Yang Xiruo stood up.

Yang Jinghong was so frightened that he trembled, thinking that he was going to call for punishment, so he almost knelt down with a shovel, sister, I admit that I was a little loud just now.

A delicate and soft voice came out from the fragrant white lips

"It just so happens that you are all here today. Can you accompany me to confirm the way of the gun?"

Everyone, including Yang Jinghong, trembled.

It seemed that he had thought of something extremely terrible.

They took a step back in unison.

Yang Jinghong resisted: "Sister, you can't do it, you can't do it."

"Don't be afraid, I just want to confirm some new insights."

"cough cough"

Yang Xiruo slowly took off her cloak, took out a leather holster, and bit it in her mouth.

She combed her black hair back with her fair hands, revealing the snow-white gooseneck.

He came out with a high ponytail tied up in a capable and heroic manner.

The sickly eyes gradually began to look different, with a vague edge.

The dangerous and fierce aura gradually increased.

It's like a different person.

"Master Xiruo, I'm a little dizzy today."

"my stomach hurts."

Everyone waved their hands, very scared.

Is that confirmation?

Confirmation must be equally matched, and their level can only serve as a living target.

"Cough cough."

Yang Xiruo's momentum dissipated, her mood waned, and she coughed up blood again.

"That's all."

She put on her cloak with some disappointment and sat back.

What's the point of being invincible at a high place and having an opponent who has no fighting spirit.

There was no way to hone her marksmanship.

Everyone around them breathed a sigh of relief. Who didn't know that Young Master Xiruo was a sickly and frail woman when she put down the gun, but when she picked up the gun, she was Wu Madman, the female gun goddess.

Yang Jinghong felt distressed, pointed at everyone and scolded:

"None of you rookies can beat any of you."

"Can't you go through two moves with my sister?"

Everyone present focused their attention on him.

Yang Jinghong straightened his chest, showing his unwillingness to admit defeat, and said loudly:

"Look at what!"

"I'm just like you, I'm a rookie too."

Everyone's lips twitched, and they had nothing to say for a moment.

This young sect master is so good at it, he doesn't forget to scold himself when he scolds others.

Just at this time,

There was an explosion outside the sect in the distance, and everyone was shocked.

"Who?"

"Whoever dares to come to Shenxiao Sect to cause trouble must be crazy."

A huge wild goose dragon phantom flew over, and the cry of the wild goose king came out:

"Niece Xiruo, my uncle will introduce you to Mr. Ruyi!"

"Fuck your daddy."

The purple electric gun from behind penetrated the air and blasted the phantom of the wild goose dragon in the air.

"Do I, the little princess of Shenxiao Sect, need you to introduce me?"

"Tear!"

The space next to Yang Xiruo's chair was torn apart, and King Ruya Yan walked out of it.

"Xiruo has met my uncle."

The sickly beauty bowed her head, showing the elegance of the noble lady of the sect.

Yang Jinghong snorted coldly and turned his head in disdain.

King Yan didn't care and said quickly: "Xi Ruo, it's too late to explain. If your husband doesn't want it, I will send it to you as long as you want it."

Yang Xiruotan opened her mouth slightly, quite surprised.

When Yang Jinghong heard this, he rushed over with a gun.

"Xiao Yanzi, you kidnapped my aunt back then."

"Now you want to kidnap my sister again?"

"Master fought with you!!"

King Yan raised his hand and deployed a substantial soul barrier, blocking Yang Jinghong aside.

"Shhhhh!"

First, an old man with white hair and red face appeared, carrying a gun, and became furious.

Astonishingly, it was the fourth son of the Yang family, Fourth Master Yang, who was chasing him here.

Then five powerful figures approached in mighty force.

The leader was a thin middle-aged man who was not angry or boastful.

The leader of Shenxiao Sect, Yang Tingjun.

The four old men behind are the same clan elders as Fourth Master Yang.

"boom!"

King Yan's pupils shrank, he held his head and shouted:

"Don't fight, I'm your brother-in-law!"

Sect Master Yang gritted his teeth and his eyes were filled with hatred:

"The one I beat is my brother-in-law!"

"Beat me to death. If you beat me to death, just burn some more paper for me as compensation."

"Hey, don't slap me in the face."

"boom!"

"I am the lord of the vassal, don't you want to lose face?"

"Bang bang bang."

Sect Master Yang and the elders of the five major clans dispersed. King Yan was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. His luxurious clothes were covered with mud marks and had no image.

He even lost several teeth and could not speak without teeth.

"Stop fighting, I really found a genius who is here to play matchmaker for Xiruo."

Fourth Master Yang pointed at his nose and cursed:

"If you fart again, I will tear your mouth apart."

Sect Master Yang Tingjun squinted his eyes, his aura as deep as a prison.

The hair strands seemed to be beating with electric arcs.

"For Qiu Rong's sake, if I don't kill you, get out of here."

"Uncle, Xiruo has no thoughts of getting married for the time being."

Yang Xiruo seems to be weak and polite, but in fact, she is far more aloof and arrogant than ordinary people.

King Yan said: "Eldest niece, listen to me, uncle knows that you have always wanted to find someone to sharpen your gun skills. This little brother of mine is definitely qualified!"

"It can sharpen your marksmanship and even suppress you."

"Ok?"

"Can you suppress me?" Yang Xiruo's beautiful eyes flashed and she became interested.

"Does uncle mean what he said?"

The red-faced Fourth Master Yang scolded: "Girl, don't believe his nonsense!"

King Yan shouted hurriedly: "This little brother of mine has twin martial spirits!!"

"You can destroy the Soul Sect with a snap of your fingers!"

"Beheading the genius is as easy as killing a chicken!!"

The voice was loud and the surroundings were silent.

Whether it was the sect leader, the elders of the five major clans, the two young masters, or other young heroes, they were all shocked and surprised.