The fairy godmother got the villain script

Chapter 21 Ouch, Ouch, I Can't Do It

Li Dongdong secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw someone coming.

Just now, Meng Yang walked this way with a murderous look, obviously because he didn't want to make him feel better.

Fortunately, fortunately.

The hanging heart fell back into the stomach, and the body relaxed a little. As soon as the muscles in the whole body relaxed, a fishy sweetness rose from the throat.

Li Dongdong reluctantly swallowed the blood that gushed to the corner of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and looked at Meng Yang's side face, holding the black flute tightly with his hands.

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through his mind.

He had already started to plan for the competition in the Jindan late stage group on the sixth day, how to set Meng Yang off.

Outside the arena, Li Yuexin and the others put away their weapons because the people from the Xianmeng came over.

The people from Qingyinmen took the opportunity to run up to the ring and helped Li Dongdong up.

at the same time.

Li Qian arrived with the monks from the Xianmeng.

Meng Yang has been staring at him since seeing him coming.

He changed into a new white dress, his face was pale but bloody, and he walked beside the monks of Xianmeng with a smile on his face, and he didn't even glance at Meng Yang until he reached the ring.

Meng Yang waited quietly, embracing Liu Guang and looking at them.

Li Dongdong, who was being supported by someone behind him, rolled his eyes, and the spiritual energy under his hands pressed against his chest fiercely.

puff.

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

Li Dongdong, who was already weak, fell limply on the ground in front of the monks of Xianmeng, looking as if he couldn't survive.

"Senior Brother!!"

"Brother Li, how are you doing!"

Ugly Man B was gently squeezed by Li Dongdong's wrist, and he immediately understood. He stood up, his ugly face twisted into a chrysanthemum, and his face was full of sadness.

He pointed at Meng Yang angrily: "Senior Sister Meng! Don't kill me when you are discussing privately. My senior brother has already surrendered, but you have injured my senior brother like this. The Jindan group competition is coming soon. How can my senior brother participate in the competition like this? You have to think Give Qingyinmen an explanation!"

As he spoke, he turned to the monks of the Xianmeng under the stage, full of grief and indignation: "Deacons of the Xianmeng, please give us a witness."

Jizhou, who is the most impatient, became anxious when he heard it.

His grandma's, the good and the bad, let you tell. When Li Dongdong conceded, Senior Sister Meng didn't do anything anymore!
"You are a hermaphrodite with a bad asshole, what nonsense you are talking about, my senior sister put away the sword when he conceded defeat, whoever made the move!"

Ugly Man C: "Why did my senior brother become like this before I killed him? I saw clearly just now that senior brother Li gave up, and she even threw a sword at my senior brother."

Xu Qingfeng grabbed the runaway Jizhou, and said in a good-tempered manner: "They are all from the same sect of immortality, and the way of heaven is above, why do you all slander my senior sister like this?"

He has studied the rules of Xianmeng and knows how big or small this matter is.

There are bound to be various accidents in the competition on the ring, so there will be a Xianmeng referee present in every competition, so as to facilitate the determination of whether there is any violation on the ring.

But they were discussing in private, without the presence of a notary.

Just now when Li Dongdong conceded defeat, the people from Xianmeng hadn't come yet, so he didn't know if Meng Yang had made a move.

If the people from Qingyinmen are really shameless and want to slander Meng Yang, then this matter can be said to be justified by the public, and justified by the mother-in-law.

Xu Qingfeng has a straightforward personality, and at the moment he is also thinking that Qingyinmen is one of the three sects after all, so he can't be so shameless.

So he wanted to talk to the other party well, don't say these irrational things just because he was angry.

But Qingyinmen and the others did it on purpose, they wished that things would become serious.

Ugly Man B immediately said: "Who is from the same sect as you, you group of sword cultivators, you will die when you spar, and beat my senior brother to death. Now that there are monks from the Xianmeng present, how dare you deny it? We must have an explanation !"

Li Dongdong coughed, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. He added fuel to the fire, "Senior Sister Meng, why did you do this to me? Is it just to make me unable to participate in the competition?"

"Brother, don't talk, have a good rest!" Li Yinxian wailed quickly, and Lihua knelt down beside Li Dongdong in rain.

Ugly Man A took the opportunity to say: "We want to be fair, Meng Yang must retire!"

"She injured our senior brother, and then went to the competition by herself, why!"

"Retire, retire."

Du Xian was laughed at by these shameless people. He and Ji Zhou belonged to the Qingcang Sword Sect. He usually has a bad temper and a poisonous mouth. He was disgusted by these guys just now, so he kept silent. , I really can't bear it now, and immediately retorted.

"Even if your senior brother is participating, you are not the enemy of my senior sister. It is a joke that he wants my senior sister to withdraw from the competition. I lost a few faces on the ground. You really don't want it."

"you!!!"

"Extremely arrogant, extremely arrogant!"

"The deacon of Xianmeng is present, but he dares to speak nonsense!"

A few people talked to each other, and the cold-faced deacons standing on the sidelines opened their mouths several times but were unable to get in a word.

"Okay, it's just a trivial matter." Jin Shi shook his fan and interrupted their dispute loudly, "Silver Stone, send it to the deacons."

Silverstone smiled, turned his beautiful palm, and a crystal clear stone appeared in his palm.

Li Dongdong squinted his eyes and looked over, his heart skipped a beat.

Photo stone.

Damn it, three thousand high-grade spirit stones for the picture stone, are you fucking using it to record our discussions?
The ugly men A, B, and C who clamored for fairness retreated behind Li Dongdong at the same time, leaving Li Dongdong, who was dying, and Li Yinxian, who was crying, standing in front of him.

"Deacon, here is the video of the competition just now. I believe that after watching it, you will know whether my senior sister has made a move." Yinshi smiled and handed it over. He is handsome, and his smile is even more graceful and graceful. The image of a good son.

Standing beside him, Li Chi raised his eyes to look at Yinshi.

Everyone in the Xianmeng looked at him so politely, and their cold faces relaxed. The leader monk showed a slight smile, nodded and took the photo stone.

Yinshi said softly: "They falsely accuse us of the Qingcang Sword Sect, hoping that the Xianmeng can give us an explanation."

The monk of Xianmeng nodded: "Don't worry, junior brother, we will definitely give Qingcang Sword Sect an explanation for this matter."

He is a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, so it is not too much to call Yinshi, who is in the Golden Core Stage, a junior.

Seeing that the two of them had already condemned him in a few words, Li Dongdong secretly yelled that he was not good, and hurriedly covered his chest and began to say that it hurts: "My Lingfu is shaking badly, hurry up, send me to the doctor's place."

Ugly man A, B and C immediately said: "Brother, hold back, we will send you there right away!"

As they spoke, they lifted Li Dongdong up and ran down the ring in a panic.

Without the arguing with the other members of the Qingcang Sword Sect, the members of the Xianmeng finally found a chance to speak.

They stepped forward to block Li Dongdong's direction: "Don't go in a hurry."

"Ouch, the Lingfu hurts."

Li Yinxian stared and said: "It's just a misunderstanding, what's the matter, wait until my senior brother takes care of the wound."

The cultivator of Xianmeng looked at her with a sullen face: "Deacon Hall of Xianmeng, come to arrest those who are involved in the demon clan, you should retreat quickly, or you will be punished with the same crime!"

　Happy Saturday, babies~
　　
　
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