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Chapter 775 Who Do You Call Ugly?

Chapter 775

The dead man gritted his teeth, intending to endure this attack.

Seeing this scene, Xia Zishang's eyes turned cold, and he pulled out the spirit whip on his wrist and swept it around Qu Bailu's wrist with a snap.

As she raised her hand and pulled it, the spirit whip tightened in vain.

"Ah!" Qu Bailu felt that her wrist was about to be strangled, so she let out a scream, then turned her head to look at Xia Zishang.

Seeing that it was a handsome young man who stopped her, Qu Bailu frowned and struggled vigorously, but in vain.

The spirit whip was tightly wrapped around her wrist, and it had already sunk deeply into her flesh!
Qu Bailu was controlled tightly, looked at Xia Zishang angrily, and pointed his other finger at the nose of the dead man's head and cursed, "Are you the reinforcement that this ugly monster called?"

"You motherfucker who is calling you ugly..." The angry Qiqiao was smoking, and before he could finish speaking, he saw Xia Zishang raised his brows high.

With an angry sneer, Xia Zishang raised his arms.

Qu Bailu, who was still arrogant just a second ago, was thrown away by Xia Zishang with a whip, screaming and crashing into the big tree behind her.

"Ah!" Qu Bailu's back was severely injured, and he felt that his bones were almost falling apart, his eyes turned black from the pain, and he fell heavily on the ground.

The dead man's head looked adoring, and turned his head excitedly to look at Xia Zishang behind him.

"Xia~old~tie~you are so kind to me!" The dead head didn't expect Xia Zishang to vent his anger on himself, so it flew over, wanting to give Xia Zishang a hug.

Xia Zishang frowned in disgust, Xuanyuan Yelan was even more straightforward, took a step forward, raised her leg and stamped on the face of the flying dead man.

A red footprint was imprinted on the dead man's head, and two streams of nosebleeds flowed gorgeously from its nostrils.

Xuanyuan Yelan's icy eyes swept across, and the dead man lost his temper in fright.

It could only sit miserably on the ground, wiping its own nosebleed miserably.

Ignoring the dead man's sad gaze, Xia Zishang glanced at Qu Bailu, "Who is that girl?"

"I don't know. When I caught up with Butler Yu, this little girl suddenly came out to make trouble. I was worried that she would take our things after defeating Steward Yu, so I tried my best to pester her." The dead head said quickly,

"Well, you did the right thing." Xia Zishang didn't intend to let the beads fall into the hands of others.

"Shang'er, looking at her dress, she seems to be from Tiannvfeng." Xuanyuan Yelan explained, "Tiannvfeng is a decent sect, and their sect only accepts female disciples. This girl should follow Tiannvfeng. Come here together to participate in the next National Teachers Conference."

"So that's the case." Xia Zishang nodded to express her understanding, and then flicked the whip in her hand, which immediately entangled a spider leg of Butler Yu.

After Yu Guanjia was restrained by the spirit whip, he struggled frantically and screamed like a hen whose butt hair had been burned.

Butler Yu retreated the moment he saw Xia Zishang. He wanted to leave secretly, but Xia Zishang stopped him neatly.

"Where do you want to go?" Xia Zishang smiled slightly and asked with a sneer.

Butler Yu had seen how powerful Xia Zishang was when he was in the General's Mansion, and he didn't dare to confront this terrifying person in front of him head-on.

Excessive fear and anger overwhelmed Steward Yu's mind, he raised the spinning utensil on his buttocks, and spit out a mouthful of spider silk at Xia Zishang.

Xia Zishang's eyes narrowed slightly, and she dodged away after a quick flash of her feet.

"You two don't make a move, I'll do it myself." Xia Zishang told Xuanyuan Yelan and the dead man the first sentence, and then went straight to Steward Yu.

(End of this chapter)

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