The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1900 Where did the yellow-haired boy come from!How dare you insult inner disciples!

Chapter 1900 Where did the yellow-haired boy come from!How dare you insult inner disciples!

The ear-piercing voice spread throughout the restaurant, and everyone who was watching Qingqing eating and broadcasting with smiles on their faces turned black instantly when they heard this voice.

Over the years, the inner and outer doors have not dealt with each other.

The inner sect looked down on them, and the outer sect was often ridiculed and suppressed.

But he still couldn't fight back.

The inner disciples are all geniuses among geniuses, so it is not bad for the outer disciples to enter Lingtian Academy.

In the eyes of Xinghe people, it is also excellent and powerful.

But in Ling Tian where geniuses gathered, they became ordinary.

His aptitude can't keep up, his talent is no better than others, even if he is ridiculed, he can't help it.

Once, the disciples of the inner sect mocked that the outer sect was full of rotten wood and mud, and a young and energetic disciple couldn't hold back and directly challenged it.

The result is no suspense.

The inner disciples crushed victory.

Talent is such a thing that hard work can't match it anyway.

In front of the inner and outer sects, the young and energetic disciple was insulted very ugly.

Since then, the inner sect has ridiculed the outer sect even more.

It is also difficult for the outer door to raise its head in front of the inner door.

"Yo, there are so many people." Ling Tian Dabi is coming soon, "

The leader was a woman dressed in white with red lips.

She lifted her chin and glanced around, completely looking at people with her nostrils, with a face full of mockery and contempt, "The whole outer disciples are here."

"Ling Tian Dabi is coming soon, have you come to the restaurant to hold Buddha's feet?"

The woman laughed wildly after she finished speaking, and so did the female disciples following her.

Laughter filled the entire dining hall, and the leading female disciple said again, "Chen Hong, you brought the outer disciples here to hold Buddha's feet in order not to lose too badly?"

"Then why not just come and beg us, begging us to release the water, isn't it much easier than you coming to the restaurant to hold Buddha's feet?"

"Yes."

The dog legs behind echoed, "Come and beg us, beg us to release water for you."

"Yes, please."

"Hahaha."

The laughter became more and more rampant, Chen Hong's face was dark, and his hands were clenched into fists.

She has always been at odds with Zhang Lu from the inner sect, but she didn't expect her to provoke trouble again today.

It's fine as usual, today a little junior sister came.

On the first day, I saw them being bullied like this outside the door, how could it be possible!

The same is true for other outer disciples.

I don't want Junior Sister Qingqing to be bullied at their outer door!
No one can bully such a cute little junior sister!

Normally, the outer sect disciples would keep their heads in silence at this moment, but today they are all exceptionally abnormal.

Hei glared at the other side with a sullen face, as if he would make a move at any moment.

Seeing this, Zhang Lu was a little startled. In the past, the people from the Outer Sect were not so bold.

"Sister Honghong, is that person sick?"

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, a milky voice sounded, breaking the atmosphere.

Chen Hong looked down at Xiaotuanzi who didn't know when to stop eating.

Only then did Zhang Lu realize that there was a three-year-old little dumpling inside.

The corner of Qingqing's mouth was stained with soup, and her big Shuiling eyes were pure and innocent.

Zhang Lu's heart choked, "You are sick! You are the only one who is sick!"

My little junior sister was scolded, and the disciples from the outer sect unanimously moved closer with Qingqing as the center.

Completely protective of the calf, you can't bully my baby.

When had Zhang Lu ever seen an outer disciple so tough, a strange look flashed across his face.

"Qingqing is not sick~"

She dragged her little milk voice and shook her legs, "Qingqing is not like that, hahaha."

Qingqing imitated Zhang Lu's appearance when she laughed just now.

"Brother said he needed to find a doctor if he was sick, but you can't find a doctor?"

Qingqing's face was pure and she meant exactly that, but it sounded like something else.

Zhang Lu's face turned dark immediately, "Where did the yellow-haired kid come from! How dare you insult my inner disciple!"

"Clean her up for me!"

(End of this chapter)

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