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137. Chapter 137 Is it good to be defeated by trash?

The master is outside, Bingling cannot use spiritual power, but her skills are also very powerful.

An eagle claw grabbed Feng Baoer with sharp slashes and whistled.

Feng Baoer seemed to have expected it, and her body was like a glimpse of light, gently swept to the side, and a dangerous cold curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Bingling's pupils shrank sharply, and a cold and terrifying light flashed in his eyes.

What a fast speed!

I didn't expect that this waste would have such a quick skill.

Feng Baoer smiled slightly with her lips, but her eyes were extremely cold.

This arrogant look made Bingling's heart shock.

He bent his arms and came in a different position.

On the side of Feng Baoer's head, Bingling's hand passed through her jaw.

It was at this moment that Feng Baoer quickly took action and tapped several acupoints on Bingling's arm that had not had time to withdraw.

Then Bingling was stiff and motionless—

Feng Baoer clapped her hands, looked at Bingling's nerves tense all over her body and sneered: "How about it, is it good to be defeated by waste?"

She looked down on her more and more, and Feng Baoer said the word "waste".

However, she also knew in her heart that if Bingling activates spiritual power, she would lose her life.

But if it is annoying, Feng Baoer is very generous.

"You..." Bingling activated his spiritual power and instantly rushed open the acupoint.

He pursed his face tightly, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness!

But it was only a second time, Bingling stopped taking action and groaned: "Change clothes."

Next, Bingling was silent.

Feng Baoer changed her clothes and waved her hand and exerted her spiritual power.

The peach blossom tree quickly scattered.

Hearing this movement, Xuanyuan Jinghong slowly turned around.

When Feng Baoer, dressed in orange clothes appeared in front of Xuanyuan Jinghong, his eyes lit up.

Feng Baoer wore an orange butterfly-winged swallow gauze skirt. The wide hem was like a wave of water. Silver crabapple flowers were embroidered on the skirt that was flying in the wind. He used a white brocade belt to fix the slender waist of the willow that was not full.

The delicate and charming collarbone was exposed without any bias, and the silky hair was casually scattered behind her.

At this moment, Feng Baoer's beautiful eyes were flowing, graceful and elegant, and she smiled slightly, and was charming.

The light that is emitting all over the body that cannot be ignored, the beautiful temperament that is vast, the eyes that are deep like springs, and the curve of the corners of the mouth.

It made Xuanyuan Jinghong stunned for a moment.

His baby is so dangerous.

I really want to put her in my pocket so that no man can see her.

Bingling lowered her head and hid the emotions she had just now.

Seeing this, Feng Baoer didn't say much, walked to Xuanyuan Jinghong and said casually: "Xuanyuan Jinghong, I've been out for so long, and it's time for me to go back."

After saying a word, the air suddenly freezes.

Bingling's face changed. This woman dared to call their master like this.

But then he was happy again. Such a rude and arrogant woman would definitely get bored of her.

But what she couldn't imagine was the master who had been unshakable in her heart.

With a tender face, the gentle tone could pinch out the water: "I'll let them take you back now."

"They." Feng Baoer couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Chapter completed!
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