Chapter 1990 brings humiliation on itself Yun Jingyan grinned and pointed to the bruises on Chu Xian'er's forehead, deliberately raised his voice, and said gloatingly.
"Ugly woman, the bruises on your forehead haven't gone away.
Call us nonsense, you can't be weak-hearted."
"You, what are you talking about, Miss Ben doesn't understand what you mean."
Chu Xian'er's tone changed, and she hurriedly raised her hand to cover the bruises on her forehead, and flatly denied it.
But her actions, in the eyes of everyone around her, immediately became meaningful.
Chu Xian'er met the sneering gazes of many forces around her, and suddenly made a "poof" in her heart, and a touch of embarrassment rose quickly.
After she fainted and was thrown out of the Dongsheng Kingdom, she woke up and returned to the Medicine Immortal Gate, and immediately went to complain to the head and the Great Elder.
She originally thought that after taking the Healing Pill, the wound on her face would heal.
But I don't know what's going on, the bruise on her forehead has always existed, and it hasn't completely disappeared until now.
Feng Qingge hooked a sneer at the corner of his lips, his eyes looked directly at Chu Xian'er, and he didn't say a word.
Chu Xian'er met the other side, and Feng Qingge's gaze that seemed to be smiling but not smiling immediately became angry in her heart, and screamed loudly at her.
"Feng Qingge, what's so funny about what are you laughing at there?"
This slut must be secretly laughing at himself in his heart.
That's right, this slut must be like that.
"Self-inflicted humiliation."
Feng Tingge coldly spit out these four words, leaned lazily towards Yun Linghan's arms, and raised his feet to enter the tent.
"Ling Han, Nangong, Thirteen, let's go in."
Feng Qingge said.
"Okay."
Yun Linghan looked at Feng Qingge with a lazy expression in his arms, and the corners of his good-looking lips suddenly hooked.
Leaning on his arms in public, Yun Linghan suddenly felt that he was in a better mood, and even looked at Chu Xian'er opposite, feeling a little more pleasing to the eye.
"Feng Qingge, you are shameless."
As soon as Chu Xian'er saw Feng Qingge's movements, she immediately shouted out with jealousy.
This slut How could this slut openly seduce His Royal Highness the King of Han in public She's shameless.
Chu Xian'er was extremely jealous, and she had to pull Feng Qingge's sleeve a few steps ago.
"Fuck off."
Yun Ling snorted coldly, and a fierce wind shook through.
"Ahh Chu Xian'er let out a terrible scream from her mouth, her fingers hadn't touched Feng Qingge's sleeve, and her body had already been violently shocked by Yun Linghan's energetic energy.
"Sister Xian'er, Feng Qinge, you slut should die."
Situ Jiao screamed, and suddenly pulled out the whip and whipped it towards Feng Tiange's face.
She's going to ruin this slut's face.
This slut, why is she beautiful?
Situ Jiao took advantage of everyone's stunned efforts, and the long whip in his hand had already thrown towards Feng Qingge's face like a poisonous snake.
The whip in her hand was pitch black, and the tail was densely covered with barbs.
If this whip goes down, half of Feng Qingge's face will be fleshy, and his appearance will be directly ruined.
"Get out."
Yun Linghan's voice was cold and solemn, and his handsome face was full of gloom.
With a flick of his dark sleeves, a wave of energy mixed with a terrifying thunderous momentum rushed straight towards Situ Jiao.
"Ahh Situ Jiao looked at the air, and suddenly turned a corner and whipped the tail towards herself, screaming loudly in a sharp voice. syllable A crisp whip sounded.
The barbed tail of the whip smacked Situ Jiao's face fiercely
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