Chapter 936 How dare you blaspheme the God of Medicine Sect, ignorant boy
Chapter 936 Ignorant boy, how dare you blaspheme the Medicine God Sect?
The young man from the Yaoshen Sect couldn't maintain his composure after being yelled at by Yan Nanji. He glanced sideways at Leng Qingshuang, then straightened his back and put one hand behind his back, assuming a high and mighty posture.
"The path of martial arts in the world is always changing. The Yaoshen Sect's position in the hearts of the martial arts community cannot be replaced by any clown."
The young man sneered and said, "This brother has tarnished the Medicine God Sect by speaking like this. It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
At this point, the young man glanced at Leng Qingshuang meaningfully with his dark eyes, and then he snorted coldly: "It can only be said that birds of a feather flock together, Junior Sister Leng, this principle of being closer to the black has been true throughout the ages.
You know, don’t make a mistake at every step. You have a bright and bright future, but don’t ruin your path for the sake of one or two bad friends.”
"boom!"
Yan Nanji punched the young man in the face, beating him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was dizzy and took a few steps back.
If the guards of Shenxuan Academy hadn't supported him in time, he would have fallen flat on his back.
When the young man came to his senses, he glared at Yan Nanji fiercely, furious.
Yan Nanji blew into her fist, then looked at the young man with a smile, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I want you to get out of here."
"How dare you be rude!"
The young man glared at the guard, "This is your Shenxuan's way of hospitality."
The guard's expression was unpredictable, which was very rare.
Yan Nanji slowly opened the letter sent by Yaoshen Sect, looked at it and smiled contemptuously.
Then, in full view of everyone, Yan Nanji's slender, jade-like hands casually tore the letter into pieces.
Yan Nanji waved her hand casually, and with confetti flying all over the sky, she walked towards Leng Qingshuang who was frozen in place, stretched out her hand and pinched Leng Qingshuang's face.
"Yao Shen Sect won't keep you, Baizhou Yan Mansion will keep you."
Yan Nanji lowered her eyes and said, "Junior sister Leng, I, Mr. Yan, have nothing but money. From now on, senior brother will support you so that you will not be bullied by the Medicine God Sect."
The money that has been defrauded and abducted over the years has been accumulated over time. It is a huge savings, and it will not be a problem to marry Junior Sister Leng home.
Leng Qingshuang's hand was held by Chu Yue, and when she raised her head, she saw Yan Nanji's smiling face.
When Yan Nanji smiled, the small fangs and pear dimples on one side were exposed, just like the March spring breeze, just like the blazing morning sun.
At this moment, as if unconsciously, there was a subtle change in feelings, and Leng Qingshuang's heart trembled gently.
Since she has chosen this path, she is not afraid of being kicked out of the Medicine God Sect.
It's just that in Leng Mansion in the north, the elders in the family have high hopes for her, so it's inevitable that she feels a little disappointed.
Leng Qingshuang took a deep breath and was about to say something to Yan Nanji.
But Yan Nanji opened her hands in front of her, closed her eyes, and said in a loud voice: "Junior sister Leng, are you touched? Come on, senior brother, give you a hug as deep as a father's love."
Leng Qingshuang: "?"
Almost instantly, Leng Qingshuang became furious. She subconsciously reached out her hand, grabbed Yan Nanji's ears, and glared at her with gritted teeth!
On the spacious stone slab outside the gate of the Martial Arts Palace, Yan Nanji screamed like she was killing a pig. The disciples around him were stunned for a moment.
Chu Yue looked at Yan Nanji, dumbfounded, whose ears were turned red. Her red lips were slightly hooked, and her heart was like a bright mirror, she could see particularly clearly.
Being kicked out of a master is a major event in life, and it is difficult for anyone in the martial arts to accept it, even Leng Qingshuang.
Yan Nanji's words can make Leng Qingshuang instantly get out of the prison circle, be energetic and no longer feel sorry for herself.
This is a good thing.
Chu Yue's eyes sparkled, she pondered for a moment, and then looked coldly at the shriveled young man.
Ever since the young man from Yaoshen Sect took a punch from Yan Nanji, his eye sockets were livid and his pupils were bloodshot and red.
He is far away in a foreign country and represents the face of the Medicine God Sect. Now that he is being bullied by an unknown person, how can he have the dignity to go back and pay homage to the head of the Medicine God Sect and all the medicine masters!
The young man was so angry that he felt evil in his heart, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Ignorant boy, how dare you blaspheme the Medicine God Sect!"
The young man shouted loudly, raised his hand, and the black hidden weapon in his sleeve was like a stream of light, and it shot out like an arrow from the string, heading straight towards Yan Nanji.
The moment the hidden weapon was fired, a slender white hand came sideways and grabbed the hidden weapon that was as fast as thunder and lightning with its bare hands!
The young man was stunned for a while. When he raised his head, what he saw was a beautiful face and a pair of eyes as silent as a deep pool!