It was a serious rebuttal, Li Qingchui said it to Jiang Xue in a refuting tone.
If Lu Leyao didn't consider the issue of taking off his vest, he could really fight back.
【Thank you! My good aunt!】
╰_╯Jiang Xue [Look what I’m doing? What’s the difference between thirty-eight and thirty-nine? If you can tell the difference, my aunt, I’ll admit defeat]
She complained in her heart and was annoyed for a while. Jiang Xue was silent and her face was as sinking as water.
Instead of considering whether No. 38 can be exchanged, Lu Leyao cannot afford to offend her.
I'm afraid that this guy knows the true meaning of "38" from other places, which would not be wonderful.
Ji Qing did not travel through time. Jiang Xue was certain that Ling Yuntian was the most likely man.
I haven't offended him recently, I just had a little disagreement with Ji Qing, so I can't wait.
Jiang Xue's teeth were grinding loudly.
Li Qingchui narrowed his eyes.
"There's something wrong with No. 38. It's not like he doesn't have the protection of his elders. I just need to find evidence and let Daojun Jingyuan make the decision for you. If you don't want to ask your master to make the decision, I have some face in the sect."
, please explain the reason carefully and help you find the bad luck."
Li Qingchui was not just talking nonsense during this break, but was also carefully considering what Lu Leyao hinted at her.
I have already made up my mind.
Support her family.
So Li Qingchui didn't give up.
Just stare at Jiang Xue and ask him to explain why thirty-eight is not good.
Jiang Xue looked at Lu Leyao.
Miss Lu said that she was powerless, and she lost her vest when she explained it. Looking at my innocent eyes, I didn’t understand what you wanted to express.
After the semicolon, there are matching numbers, and they are to be caught and killed in order.
So many battle platforms were raised and lowered, and only one battle platform remained, which made the battle platform appear solid and spacious.
When fighting in the Nascent Soul stage, the platform is strong enough to withstand it.
Disciple No. 58 of the first team faced off against No. 420. I thought it was a strong man torturing a novice, but I didn't expect that the novice was a master of formations like Lu Leyao and was not as powerful as the Rune Formation Formation.
It is enough for the opponent to drink a pot.
Looking for a fight becomes an anxious state.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Xue prepared to get rid of the dog skin plaster.
"Well! This is a long story!"
Li Qingchui waved his hand and shook his head and said nonchalantly, "It's a lot of trouble to catch more than six hundred golden elixirs one after another. How long can you tell me? I can't wait! You can tell me slowly."
This is my intention to never give up.
Why don't you just say one, two, three?
Lu Leyao looked at her nose and heart, but didn't look at Jiang Xue. Don't expect her to solve this problem. Even watching the so-called battle that can make people fall asleep is better than getting involved in Aunt Qingchui's troubles.
Miss Lu finally found the usefulness of a friend, and she regretted not having a good relationship with Ji Qing and Lu Yan, otherwise she would have let Aunt Qingchui control them to death.
You must know that when she was a child, she could easily make the other party go bald, and yet the other party could do nothing to her.
Jiang Xue was so bald that she had to put on a smile and give herself countless psychological training.
[This is the person I want to befriend. He is his helper on the long journey to immortality. It’s just that some of his words are too aesthetically weird. He neither kills people nor sells goods, nor does he have any undue thoughts about himself. He is as worthy as Lu Leyao.
I have a deep friendship with you, endure it!]
Jiang Xue slowed down her tone and suppressed her voice to a clear and bright effect. It was three points clearer than the owner of the so-and-so heard website, just like an old mother telling a story, her voice was full of emotion.
"According to legend, there is an ancient country in the far east, and there is a very beautiful woman. She is not only beautiful but also very perverse. The only drawback is that she is a prostitute. This prostitute has a stage name called Sheng Zhangba, and another person named Kou
Kou Zhun took the initiative to ask a man named Wei Ye for poetry for her. This Wei Ye was no ordinary person. He was an unusually arrogant literary giant. Even the emperor at the time could not ask him to write poetry. When Kou Zhun asked Wei Ye for poetry
, Wei Ye did not refuse, he wrote a poem to Kou Zhun to tease Kou Zhun."
Li Qingchui nodded.
"I know that the prostitute is a thousand times lower than the Hehuan Sect. The mortal world is also very hierarchical. The literati have always been noble, so naturally they are looked down upon. The literati should slap him with a big slap.
What kind of poetry are you writing! Mortals are just hypocritical..."
Barabara gave some words to explain his subjective opinions.
Jiang Xue, look at Lu Leyao, you don’t care. This doesn’t allow people to tell stories. Can you honestly be a real audience? She is a book writer who pricked her fingers just to look up information.
Good or not.
After finally brewing some emotions, I wanted to gain a good impression of Lu Leyao and pretended to be inscrutable. I had to give myself a break.
Li Qingchui: "Look what I'm doing? Go on! I just want to express my personal opinion. Didn't your words have a book review section in Taiqing Fu Bao? You should just think that they are directly facing the turbulent situation."
Just leave a comment, don’t be as fragile as glass, and I don’t blame you if you tell a bad story!”
Jiang Xue...
Who can't tell a good story?
So I can’t tell the story well!
Who, who, who...
If my aunt didn't travel through time, she would definitely be written as a great god, I know!
So angry!
I just gave Xiao Baihua a plastic surgery to look like a pufferfish.
She also had to adjust her expression with difficulty to look teachable, and then smiled her aunt's smile that she thought could shine everywhere.
"Master Li, this poem is like this: You are the leader of the North Road, Zhang Ba, I am Wei San, a familiar person in the Western Zhou Dynasty. Don't regret that there is no laughter in front of the bottle, half-baked and half-lived, and no acquaintance. This mentions the prostitute Zhang Ba we are talking about, and
This sentence "I am familiar with Wei San in the Western Zhou Dynasty" refers to the person named Kou."
Li Qingchui...
Just gone?
In fact, it's quite vivid. Jiang Xue was not like this in the past, but she and her son had abandoned each other for a long time and turned to the dark side.
Okay! It seems that it is indeed not very glorious. Fortunately, my hammer is not ranked at No. 38.
With this girl's bad temper, I'm afraid she might secretly look for an opportunity to beat Ling Yuntian's pretty face to death.
Finally there was a result on the battlefield.
The ants killed the elephant. No matter how powerful the spell No. 68 was, the formation was too weak to withstand it. He was trapped in the formation and could not get out, and all his spiritual energy was exhausted.
At this time, he was lying limply on the platform, with the jade token in his hand that was crushed by him. He voluntarily gave up.
This is so frustrating, and I am afraid that inner demons will arise.
There was a buzz of discussion below.
They all express their own opinions, how do you feel when you encounter such an opponent?
The next team will take the field soon.
No. 8 Ji Qing vs. No. 100 Yang Wu.
The whole place was boiling.
Even the sleepy Lu Leyao cheered up, and Jiang Xue generously activated thirty-six photo charms.