Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 280 I need emergency syrup to save my life

Min Xiao snorted coldly: "It's just some verbal disputes, showing off your power for a while, but you will have to worry about it later."

"At least I have some dignity, so I won't be scolded like a dog."

Tao Yin was always smooth and never offended anyone with his words, but he was not like that towards his enemies, and he was not inferior in being sarcastic and mocking.

"We won't let you worry about our troubles. You should be the ones worrying now."

Although Gu Qinghe was the weakest among the sect leaders, he was also the least fearful. If he hadn't been pulled back by Shen Wenxin, he would have rushed forward, and seemed more eager to fight than the sword cultivators.

"You still want to leave? You come to our cultivation world to run wild, and you want to return with your belongings intact? There is no such good thing in the world!"

Shen Wenxin staggered: "...Brother Gu, be patient." Is he a physical practitioner or a medical practitioner? Why is the old man so strong?

Gu Yulan: "Since you have revealed yourself, why don't you at least introduce yourself? Or are you a bunch of demons who are timid, ignorant, nameless and don't know the rules?" Judging from the look of him, I wonder which demon lord in the seal is this.

Zhou Yuan snorted coldly: "How can you know the master's name..."

"I'm Min Xiao, so what's wrong with telling you." Min Xiao said generously, feeling that he was still very upright.

Zhou Yuan: I'm used to it, I'm used to it. Take a deep breath, be patient. Min Xiao never gives us any face.

Several clan leaders looked at each other, still showing disdain and resentment on their faces, but understanding in their eyes - the surname Min, they probably knew the other party's background.

Try not to let them run away—Tao Yin’s eyes moved slightly.

They were all old friends, and after exchanging glances, the leaders of several sects all understood.

"call--"

A gentle breeze blew, and the two sides were confronting each other in the field. The atmosphere was solemn, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking air. The person who made the move moved his wrist lightly, and a long whip came out suddenly, like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue, cutting through the void and making a crisp sound.

Min Xiao reacted extremely quickly. His eyes focused and he leaped up as lightly as a swallow. His long whip missed and hit the ground, splashing dirt and rocks and leaving a deep gully.

The man wielding the whip did not give up. He swung his arm and the long whip fell like a rainstorm. Each blow was carried with great force and precise control. The shadows of the whip were numerous and intertwined into an impenetrable net, leaving no place for people to escape.

Min Xiao's black eyeballs trembled slightly, and suddenly his pupils enlarged and spread. After shrinking back, they turned into red whites and pure black vertical pupils. His white and slender hands bulged, as if something was about to come out of them.

I saw hard scales turning out from the flesh and tearing the skin, but there was no blood, as if only a layer of shell was peeled off. The white fingers turned into black claws, the red pupils moved slightly, and the sharp claws actually grabbed the whip.

With a "snap" sound, the long whip was pulled straight.

I saw Bai Wenche holding the whip handle on the opposite side, and it was obviously him who did it.

Bai Wenche looked gentle and usually carried a fan and a sword. However, few people knew that his life-originated spiritual weapon was a soft whip that looked like a decorative belt around his waist, named "Bi Luo Xing He". The whip was dark blue with gold threads, and it looked like it was dotted with tiny silver beads when it was swung.

Yan Qingshu was stunned. She turned to look at Wei Xun, very surprised: "We just attacked directly like that, two against one, so we don't need to follow martial ethics?"

But she likes it very much - those who have the ability to fight in a group but still fight alone are simply crazy.

Wei Xun looked puzzled and asked, "We came head-on. Isn't that fair enough? We are not fighting in a ring, nor are we talking about a one-on-one duel. How can we not abide by martial ethics?"

Yan Qingshu: What he said made so much sense that she couldn’t even refute it.

The battles between high-level cultivators like Bai Wenche were so dazzling to watch. This level of fighting could not be captured by the naked eyes of most cultivators.

Lu Wensheng dodged early, but when Min Xiao grabbed "Bi Luo Xing He" he realized that it was Bai Wen Che who did it. He was still surprised that his life weapon was a whip.

Jiang Jinfeng also uses a whip, so the first thing Liu Jiqian gave him was a whip. But for some reason, Jiang Jinfeng never used it, which buried Bai Wenche's whip skills. I just don't know if Jin Jianxian will learn to use a whip in the future besides talismans.

"You young disciples, go to the back. We won't be able to take care of you if a fight breaks out."

Shen Wenxin smacked his lips, moved over, and after saying that, he pulled Lu Wensheng, who was in front of him, to the back and joined the battle directly.

Lu Wensheng was thrown backward while he was still in a daze. He staggered a few steps and suddenly felt someone holding him steady with gentle force. The familiar scent of pine wood lingered at his nose, and a faint warmth spread through his clothes, reaching his arms and then penetrating into his flesh and bones.

In an instant, his sensory perception was magnified.

The other party seemed not to notice, and instead followed the force, leaning against him intimately.

Lu Wensheng subconsciously called out: "Weiyun?"

Seeing his lover calling out his "name" almost without thinking, Liu Jiqian was pleased. Every intentional or unintentional reaction of Lu Wensheng always touched his heart in a subtle way.

The warm tears in his eyes were tinged with blue. The other person looked up at him, his confused eyes reflecting him, this sudden and obedient gaze, and the vague grievance caused by not being intimate for a long time.

In the end, Liu Jiqian temporarily put aside his self-discipline and became more reckless and reckless than usual.

So, the hot kiss traced across the brow bone...

After Lu Wensheng called out to someone, he subconsciously wanted to look at the person behind him, but he was circled, so he had to look up, and was "attacked" as a result.

It suddenly went dark in front of his eyes, and his face felt slightly itchy due to the falling hair. He suddenly felt softness and warmth on his forehead, but before he could react, the feeling was gone. Then, slightly cool fingertips gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his eye.

"Yeah." Liu Jiqian then responded softly to Lu Wensheng calling him in front of him.

It was obviously a simple action, but on him, it became ambiguous and provocative. After he gave her a kiss, the atmosphere suddenly became sticky.

When he rushed to Lu Wensheng's side, he was pushed away by Liu Jiqian and almost tripped. He looked at them "being intimate" and Wu Feipeng was about to say something but stopped talking.

Wu Feipeng: "......" Isn't Senior Brother Liu being a little rude? And he just ignored him like that?

It must be Jun Ning who was dealing with them, otherwise if he knew that Liu Jiqian was trying to steal here, the powerful spirit sword would have turned around and attacked him directly.

Lu Wensheng blushed when he reacted, and even had a sense of taboo about having an affair, as if he was doing something secretive and very exciting, in full view of everyone.

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榛榛狉狉[zhēnzhēnpipi], 榛榛: the appearance of overgrown grass and trees; 狉狉: the appearance of a herd of animals running wildly, describing the primitive state that has not yet been civilized.

Rat liver and worm arm: It means that even though a person is great, he can also be transformed into a rat liver or worm arm. Later, "rat liver and worm arm" was used to refer to insignificant people or things. From "Zhuangzi Dazongshi".

(I need a sweet plot to heal myself from the repeated abuse of academics???????????)