Although Wang Jingxuan did not hurt her muscles and bones, she also cut her skin and flesh at once. She saw the torn flesh and blood flowing out of the wound.

After a while, he was so dizzy that his entire collar was covered with. With Yuan Yuhua's current ferocious look like an evil ghost, it was really no different from the evil ghosts that ran out of hell.

Yuan Yuhua's scream instantly attracted the attention of the entire hall.

It turned out that they were just making small fusses, and they happened to be making a fuss in a dead corner. Through the hollowed-out floor, the hall would really be unaware of it.

In addition, the inn is not a quiet place. It happened to be the most popular time in the morning. There were people coming and going from outside the streets, bustling and making a lot of noise. Lin Pingzhen and Ningxia naturally did not notice this farce that was not far away, which was considered a farce because of them.

Yuan Yuhua's voice was already sharp. How could Lin Pingzhen not be able to find out after shouting like this?

Perhaps because he had cleaned up the mess for his fiancée, Lin Pingzhen almost developed an instinctive reaction. Almost the moment he heard Yuan Yuhua scream, he made a judgment instantly.

"Fang'er." Lin Pingzhen, who was talking to Ningxia, suddenly said, looking in the direction of his voice, with a little nervous look.

However, they were blocked by the stairwell and hollow layer in this direction. Only a few figures were seen, and they couldn't tell who it was. They could only tell that it was very troublesome there.

"What's wrong again, early in the morning..."

"I think it's another junior sister who started to make a fuss! The young monks are so angry..."

Since the incident of demon seeds and demon spies broke out a few years ago, generally when people go out in groups like this, the Wuhua Sect will choose to complete the entire site, so that they can strictly control personnel entry, and young disciples who do not have much self-protection ability can also feel at ease.

This time they settled in Nanjiang, they chose this Qingsong Inn. Wuhua School included hundreds of suites in the inn. With the approval of the store, they also arranged for disciples to take turns to be on duty inside and outside the inn to avoid those who are interested in catching up.

Qingsong Inn is their fixed residence in southern Xinjiang.

However, although the inn is large, it is always fixed in a narrow range. In addition, everyone is not familiar with the place in southern Xinjiang, so it is impossible for them to run around like they are on their own territory, and most of the time they still stay in the inn.

In the past, in such a large sect territory, people who were wrong could meet Qiao'er and fight each other. What's more, now they are trapped in an inn, and they look up and look down, so naturally there is friction.

It is not uncommon to perform such a farce several times a day. The disciples in the sect have become accustomed to it. Who knows if it will be his turn next time?

Most of the people who go to the hall to have breakfast are the same type of people. They are either "chronic" like Ningxia who is not busy and willing to spend time in this activity that has no practical effect on cultivation.

Or they are the elderly who are hidden and have a boring life and want to have some fun for themselves. Obviously, the hall is a very well-informed place, where they can hear many interesting things.

When they heard the movement over there, they were not surprised at all, and they did not see each other. They only looked at the direction of the sound with interest, as if they could see a chaotic scene behind them through the barrier.

"Hey, Lao Liu, I think you are prejudice. How do you know that it must be a little girl who is having a conflict? Maybe something really happened..."

"Didn't you go out a few days ago? You've been outside and you don't know anything. I'm very familiar with this voice..."

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Yuan Yuhua was also hit hard by the impact force. Unexpectedly, before she could react, the other party attacked her first.

God knows that she, Yuan Yuhua, has never suffered such a loss as she has been today. The other party opened his mouth and scolded him, blocking all the words Yuan Yuhua said, and his face turned blue and white.

Since she was blocked at the beginning, Yuan Yuhua tried to stop the conversation several times but was avoided by the other party, but she just didn't ask her to speak smoothly.

After several rounds and turns, what outsiders saw Yuan Yuhua, who had always been stingy, was blocked by the gray-clothed disciples opposite him and speechless.

Yuan Yuhua has entered the world of cultivation and worshipped Zhenjun Wenhui and had almost never suffered such grievances. He was so angry that he couldn't breathe in one breath, his eyes turned red and his whole body trembled.

However, she was obviously not a good person, and she was blocked for a while. She didn't react at the beginning and was able to take advantage of the situation. Soon she realized that she was just a feature that the other party could tell.

Yuan Yuhua sneered: "Who am I still thinking... Good, just a mere mate disciple of an outside sect, you dare to offend your own disciple? It's really an uneducated wild dog, who can bark around and is not afraid of causing trouble for his master."

"But... it's the same. Look at your master's appearance. I think you're not much better. You really have any kind of dog if you have any kind of owner--"

"You, a famous disciple, are even dirtyer than those of us who are scattered at the bottom. No wonder no one likes you. Just like your shrew, you are a shrew who is scolding the streets. Anyone who believes you are?" He Jiang retorted.

"Don't you know your own affairs yet? Which fellow disciple of the Hezong has a good impression of you? Just Master Qinghui can resist your bad temper. I think he can't help it, but he just didn't say anything because of his upbringing. I don't see how you deserve it..."

His words immediately hit Yuan Yuhua's pain point.

She is indeed of outstanding qualifications, and she is also very lucky to pay homage to a master like Zhenjun Wenhui, and even has a fiancé as outstanding as Lin Pingzhen, who is simply a model to win by lying down.

Although from Lin Ping's perspective, Yuan Yuhua is indeed wasting her qualifications in vain. But it has to be said that even if she is so negative, she is not good at treating things that ordinary people cannot afford to be criticized by her innate things.

Even if the female cultivators were jealous of Yuan Yuhua, there were not many people who could reach the same ladder as each other in the future. The help brought by a single spiritual root was that many monks could not make up for it in their entire lives.

The only thing that criticized Yuan Yuhua for being the most criticized is her life experience.

The cultivation world does not value life experience much. After all, in this world where qualifications depend entirely on heaven, if you want to have a noble birth and have peerless talent, you may only hope to have more luck when you reincarnate.

Besides, such people are only a small group of people in the cultivation world, looking around, everyone is also from the countryside, so who will laugh at whom?
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