Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1623 What kind of infectious disease did you get?
What an oriental month!

To actually abandon her thoughts like a shoe?

It took her so long to refine the ointment. If it wasn't for the fact that she wanted to get what she wanted completely, she would have done it herself.

Now that she's throwing away her ointment like this, it looks like she'll have to find another way.

Rong Xue breathed bitterly, if she had used the ointment last night, she would have been able to get what she wanted tonight, but Dongfang Yue was damn useless.

Back at the school grounds, everyone pointed at Ye Xiyue.

When there was no rash, Ye Xiyue's beauty was unmatched by others. With the rash, she was actually stunning, but it was like the blue sea and blue sky embellished with thunderbolts. It's also beautiful, but it always gives people an uncomfortable feeling.

Especially in the hearts of some people who are jealous of the beauty of others, as long as they catch a little flaw in the other party, they would like to use a magnifying glass to enlarge it.

Some people always like to cover up the advantages of others and multiply the shortcomings of others.

"Hehe!" A group of women came here in style, dressed in red shirts and green skirts, they were serving as inner disciples, although outer disciples were also disciples, they didn't have uniform attire.

The leading woman among them was a very beautiful girl, but the one who spoke was the woman next to her, named Lin Xin, "Sister Ya'er, have you seen this girl, oh, how ugly she looks, her face There are so many red dots densely packed on the skin, how can I still have the face to see people? Could it be some kind of infectious disease.”

Fu Ya looked upright, and looked at Ye Xiyue following Lin Xin's pointing.

Ye Xiyue and her group were walking when they heard a burst of ridicule, and saw this group of Yingying Yanyan standing in front of her very rudely.

Jingchi Yue Mufeng Qiqi had a gloomy face.

Nan Wushuang clenched his fists, "Hey, Chi Yue, where did this group of flies come from? The mouth stinks to death. I think it just crawled out of the cesspit?"

"Who are you calling a fly?" Lin Xin glared angrily.

Nan Wushuang sneered, "Whoever speaks up is talking about that. I've seen people rushing to pick up money, but I've never seen people rushing to check in and admit that they are stinky flies."

"What an outer disciple!" Lin Xin obviously didn't have a good temper.

Nan Wushuang laughed even more happily. This woman who came out of nowhere had a bad temper, and her temper was even worse, "Outer disciple? What happened to the outer disciple? How dare you say that the outer disciple is not from the Xueyun Sect ?”

"Sister Ya'er, this man is too much, he owes a lesson!" Lin Xin glared at Nan Wushuang.

Nan Wushuang patted Ye Xiyue on the shoulder, "Yueyue, there are some people who don't have long eyes when they walk, I have seen this one."

"It's simply too much." Lin Xin roared and threw a fist at Nan Wushuang.

Nan Wushuang sneered, waiting for this moment.

'click! Nan Wushuang decisively twisted Lin Xin's wrist.

Lin Xin's face turned pale, and he took three steps back in pain.

Ye Xiyue's expression was cold, Wushuang was the general of the Southern Empire of the Central Realm, and he was more than enough to deal with an inner disciple of the Xueyun Sect.

Lin Xin's strength is no more than the fifth level of the Silver Realm, so how could he be Wushuang's opponent? Killing her instantly is not a problem for Wushuang.

"Sister Ya'er, they...they're going too far."

Fu Ya's eyes turned cold.

Ye Xiyue regained her composure, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)