Quick Wear of Pregnant and Soft Beauty

When Zhao Yin appeared, the three people present were stunned. Without him, his face was so stunning.

She has jade bones and ice muscles, a straight waist, and a light pink dress that makes her skin look like a light pink.

Those clear eyes looked over casually as if they were hooked, and their expressions were affectionate, disturbing a pool of spring water.

Su Jingwen couldn't help but swallowed.

Lu Hanzhi was the first to speak, "Who are you! Why did you hit my senior brother?"

Su Jingwen came to his senses, and when he saw Zhao Yin's face, most of his anger had dissipated. "Which sect does this junior sister come from? Do you know who I am?"

With such stunning looks, there's no reason why he doesn't know the information. Is he a newcomer who recently started?

Qin Shu sneered, Su Jingwen is such a pervert and can't change his mind. He can't walk when he sees a beautiful female cultivator.

Zhao Yin ate the peach and glanced at him with contempt and disdain. "Why should I know who you are? Does who you are have anything to do with me?"

Su Jingwen choked and his face suddenly turned ugly. "In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

They all saw that the woman in front of them was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, while Su Jingwen had reached the late stage of foundation building and had one foot in the golden elixir.

Seeing that he was about to take action, Qin Shu warned him. "Su Jingwen, private fighting is prohibited within the sect."

"She was the one who made the first move." Su Jingwen decided to teach the woman in front of him a lesson and let her lower her arrogant head.

Zhao Yin took the last bite of the peach flesh and threw away the core. The tender white fingertips stained with juice actually looked delicious.

"It's you who I beat. You spit out feces in your mouth as if you had eaten feces. Or I can smell the stink from ten miles away." Zhao Yin stepped in and scolded the other person unceremoniously, as full as a beautiful little tit. vitality.

Su Jingwen's face turned livid, "Bitch! Looking for death."

He drew his sword and moved forward. In the later stage of foundation building, he had no doubt that he could crush him with his strength in the Qi refining stage.

However, his blow was dodged by Zhao Yinkan.

Zhao Yin rolled around on the ground twice, and each time he accidentally avoided Su Jingwen's attack.

On a certain hilltop, two men, Shi Shiran, sat watching the scene here.

"That little girl can't beat the opponent, so she will probably suffer a loss. Aren't you going to help?"

"Senior brother is joking. I am a waste of the Tianyan Sect and can only survive on my last breath."

The man shook his head, "You really don't want to be a hero and save the beauty? That little girl should vent your anger on your behalf."

Situ Zhongli ignored it and lowered his head to grind the iron piece in his hand.

Seeing that he had no reaction, the man said no more.

Su Jingwen always failed to hit Zhao Yin, and his anger became even more intense. He gritted his teeth and raised his sword to strike with all his strength.

Zhao Yin judged that she couldn't dodge. She had just stepped into the journey of cultivating immortals. She had relied on instinct to dodge in previous battles, so she was naturally no match for Su Jingwen.

Qin Shu frowned, and just as she was about to block the attack, she saw Zhao Yin's storage bag shining with golden light, and a luxurious and complicated umbrella flew out to block Su Jingwen's attack.

"Seven Treasures Luo Umbrella! Who are you?" Qin Shu was shocked.

what!

Su Jingwen stopped attacking.

Above the sky, several figures suddenly appeared.

The light of the Seven Treasures Umbrella attracted the elders from the nearby peak.

"Yinyin." Mu Haitang said.

Zhao Yin looked up and saw the patron coming, pursing his lips and his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry due to great grievance.

"Godmother! The pervert wants to despise me!"

She was really beautiful, but her dress was now damaged and wrinkled in places, and her face was stained with dust. However, not only does it not damage her beauty, it actually makes people feel pity for her.

Mu Haitang looked at Su Jingwen, who was shocked and knelt down under the pressure of the Mahayana period.

"Yinyin, get up and let your godmother see if she's injured." Mu Haitang waved to her.

Zhao Yin stood up and sniffed. When he walked over aggrievedly, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Su Jingwen hard on the waist.

Su Jingwen almost fell to the ground and stared at Zhao Yin fiercely. "you……"

Zhao Yin hurriedly ran to Mu Haitang, hugged her arm and hid in fear.

"Godmother! Look how fierce he is. Is he going to hit me again?"

Qin Shu: ...Where did this green tea white lotus come from? It’s so cute.

Several elders nearby: ...It’s hard to comment.

Mu Haitang glanced at Su Jingwen and immediately lowered his head.

Lu Hanzhi was unwilling to speak: "Madam, elder, it was this senior sister who suddenly took action against senior brother Su. She also made vicious remarks and taunted her. Senior brother Su was so angry that he taught her a lesson."

The others looked at Zhao Yin, and she blinked her reddish eyes. "Don't slander me. I'm so weak. How could I take the initiative to fight? It's obvious that this pervert saw my beauty and wanted to belittle me. If I hadn't resisted desperately, he would have succeeded."

Zhao Yin stamped his feet and cried whenever he wanted. It was so pitiful to shed tears. "Godmother! You have to make the decision for me."

Mu Haitang felt that this little girl was a bit of a drama queen, but she still had to defend herself when she called her godmother.

Su Jingwen defended herself under pressure, "Elders, don't believe her, she is full of lies. Junior Sister Lu can vouch for me."

Lu Hanzhi agreed, "What Senior Brother Su said is true."

Zhao Yin whimpered, "You senior brothers and junior sisters worked together to bully me."

Each one held his own, and one of the elders looked at Qin Shu standing next to him.

"Qin Shu, tell me."

Qin Shu is the senior sister of Yushou Peak, and many elders in the sect have an impression of her.

Qin Shu looked around at the few people and said, "It was this junior sister who attacked senior brother Su first."

Su Jingwen was surprised, and then thought that Qin Shu must be afraid that she would be punished if she went back to complain to the master.

Lu Hanzhi was not surprised that Qin Shu would say this. After all, they belonged to the same sect.

Mu Haitang was about to speak out to defend Zhao Yin when he heard Qin Shu continue to say: "Senior Brother Su spoke unscrupulously and insulted Senior Brother Zhongli as a loser. This junior sister probably couldn't listen and wanted to speak out for Senior Brother Zhongli."

Mu Haitang's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, which was the release of the pressure of a Mahayana Venerable.

Su Jingwen, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly covered his chest, vomited blood and fell unconscious.

Lu Hanzhi couldn't bear the pressure and knelt down.

Several elders around him had cold sweat on their foreheads and did not dare to speak.

Everyone knows that Tianyan Sect Master and his wife love the young Sect Master Situ Zhongli the most. Now that she has heard these words with her own ears, it would be strange not to make a fuss in her own sect.

"Li'er used to work hard for the sect's honor, safeguard the sect's face, respect his teachers, and care for his junior brothers and sisters. Now he is in trouble, and you, as disciples of this sect, do not help each other, but instead orchestrate and slander him behind his back."

"I don't know when Tianyan Sect raised such an ungrateful disciple. It would be better to expel him from the sect directly."

Mu Haitang was very angry. If there were other elders not present, she would probably beat Su Jingwen and Lu Hanzhi to death on the spot.

Expelled from the sect? This won't work!

They are the direct disciples of Venerable Wentian of Yushou Peak.

"Madam, please don't be angry. I will escort these two disciples to the Discipline Hall for whipping immediately."

Mu Haitang's eyes were extremely cold, "One hundred bone spirit whips."