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Chapter 241 Try Who Is Afraid Of Who
"kill."

The tortoise withdrew its claws and wanted to swallow Qin Feng with its head. The few seconds of changing moves was undoubtedly the best time for the worshipers to make a move.

The black robe shouted loudly, but the congregation was confused.

Shouldn't it be Battle of Tasker?

Why is it a beast.

Also, the fierce beast attacked a young cultivator, which had nothing to do with them, and the black robe and the saint seemed to want to save this person, why?
What surprised them even more was that it was still behind.

The black robe shouted, and the congregation hesitated for three seconds, but soon, the golden magic weapon they got when they captured the palace was waved out.

But when they attacked, a white cloud floated across the sky.

With a luminous pearl in a bun on the top of her head, her bouncing ability can last for 30 seconds, and the saint with a scent of orchids in her action flew in front of them like a white swan.

"Saint!"

"My God. Look, that's our saint."

"Is the saint going to save that young man?"

"Who is that person? Isn't the saint going to double cultivation with Master Heipao?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

What the congregation said seemed to be an insult to the envious words of the black robe before. As for the cultivator who mentioned the word "cultivation", with a wave of the black robe's golden sword, the yellow knife went in and the red knife came out.

All the congregation stood in place, full of doubts.

The saintess made a move, and they seemed to be able to sit back and relax.

"Bastard, damn it."

With those cold words, a jade hand that was as white as ice and snow, delicate as the smoothest lotus root in water, slapped the head of the tortoise that was as big as a cart.

"Damn it, you woman, dare to sneak attack."

The tortoise knew this saint, and cried out in fear.

The long tongue was about to draw Qin Feng's sticky saliva into his mouth, but he could feel the sharp move behind him, so he had to give up his own way.

"go to hell."

The veiled girl, whose beautiful figure was vaguely visible, shouted at the turtle.

"Hmph. There is no way to kill me."

The tortoise shrank its limbs, and the tortoise's head entered its body. The girl slapped it, and now it was Qin Feng's face.

"what!"

With a delicate exclamation, she hastily withdrew her strength.

"What's the matter, saint?"

All the congregants of the Moon Worship Sect raised an impulsive question, "Why didn't the saint just slap that young man to death?"

To their disappointment, Qin Feng will not be shot to death by the saint...

If you must die, you must love death.

"Snapped."

Qin Feng, who was wide-eyed, didn't see the turtle swallowing him alive. Suddenly, a beautiful girl descended from the sky and slapped him on the face.

"Mistyped."

"Is one typo enough?"

The girl said hastily.

Qin Feng will not give face.

It's not my fault that you are beautiful.You can never hit me.

Rolling his eyes away, Qin Feng looked at the tortoise trampled by the girl again, and a female devil's warning was secretly lit in his heart.

"The saint said sorry?"

"Yeah. I heard that too."

"It's unreasonable. It's unreasonable. The saint is supreme, how could you say that you made a mistake?"

Even if the saint killed the wrong person, who would dare to say he was wrong.

Everyone is deeply confused.

Today's saintess, except for her strong means, seems to have changed too much from the saintess they knew before.

But what happened today, there will always be only one hint.

Even more shocked behind.

"Did I hit it?"

Under the white gauze, a jade hand stretched out like a dream, like a gust of cool wind with the fragrance of flowers blowing across Qin Feng's face, he stroked it lightly, "It's obviously a touch, okay?"

"The saint said touch?"

All the congregation felt that their hearts were about to be broken.

What kind of role is that young man, and his strength depends on the foundation building period, what's so great about it.

Why can he be favored by the saint!

They looked at Qin Feng with natural anger.

"Pretending to be cute is still so stiff?"

Through the veil, Qin Feng glanced at the girl, and suddenly thought of someone.

A thought flashed through his mind, he grabbed the girl's jade hand that was deliberately slowing down, and said, "Xu Lusha?"

"You recognized me?"

That lofty voice answered with a little surprise.

Sure enough it was her.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes, put down his hand, snorted and said, "Sit on your fart. I'm stuck in the crack of the rock, how can I sit?"

"I said this seat."

"Still sitting, I wanted to sit, but if you don't help me up, how can I sit?"

"Ben—get him up for me."

Those who don't know don't blame.

Xu Lusha didn't know when, besides killing people, she also learned a new skill and was able to excuse others.

The saint is pure and clean, and the holy hand was touched, but she did not get angry.

She was called by her first name, but the cold sword hidden in her sleeve was not drawn out.

The honorable name is great, and he has not been killed after being desecrated.

Who is Qin Feng?
The love for the saint and the loyalty between master and servant, life and death, made them want to step forward to support, but also want to rush to kill.

Qin Feng's fate became entangled.

The congregation was stunned, and no one took a step forward.

"Are you deaf?"

Xu Lusha scolded the congregation, followed by a white silk, which was like fluttering catkins on the edge of a field, and suddenly pulled out from the black silk under the cloak.

"I come."

The saintess wanted to help the young man with her own hands, the hearts of all the cultivators were festering, and the black robe was a grasshopper on the hot pot, she jumped out and said.

Whoosh!
The black robe was directly ignored by Bai Ling.

Qin Feng only felt his body tremble, and he was dragged onto the boulder.

"I go."

Killing you with a blind eye, "Is there anyone who can help me like this?"

If I hadn't been exhausted right now, I would have jumped over to lift your veil to see if you were disfigured.

"What are you looking at?"

"Give you a look, and you can experience it yourself."

Qin Feng didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, he held Yiyi in his hand carefully.

"You go down first."

Xu Lusha gave orders coldly to the astonished crowd, her eyes were dull, her legs and feet were numb, and she didn't even know it.

"This--"

"Didn't you hear me?"

"Yes."

The black robe stayed for three seconds with the confusion of the congregation. Xu Lusha asked coldly, and the people were like little ghosts whose souls were taken out, and they walked towards the hall in the corridor in fear.

"You guys go down too."

Xu Lusha then said to the maid carrying the sedan chair.

"As ordered."

The maid left, but Xu Lusha was still standing, like a Guanyin Bodhisattva waiting to burn incense to worship, but that posture was even more provocative.

"What do you want to do?"

The Bodhisattva bent down, and Qin Feng was still touching Qin Yiyi's unrecognizable cheek, "I'm a man. If you dare to act recklessly, you will definitely suffer."

"What did you say?"

"I said I'm not afraid of you."

"is it?"

There was a touch of sensibility in Xu Lusha's eyes, if it wasn't covered by the white gauze cloak, Qin Feng would have shown a stunned expression.

Beautiful, really beautiful.

With those jade arms outstretched, Qin Feng only felt that a delicate wooden box full of fragrance was opened, and he, who was concentrating on the little girl, couldn't help but turn his head, staring at the nose, eyes and every organ in a daze. Ruoxian's Xu Lusha took one look, two...

"come."

Xu Lusha reprimanded coldly.

(End of this chapter)