Chapter 288 Fighting
Chapter 288 Fighting
Yang Ling'er is the Holy Maiden of Piaomiao Pavilion and one of the six fairies in the world. The origin of the Yufu Fairy is derived from the jade-faced hibiscus, which is pure and pure.
Just like the most beautiful white snow lotus blooming in Tianshan Mountain, without any flaws or pollution.
Who would have thought that such a pure and pure fairy who was respected by the world would have her breasts scratched and rubbed by the female gangster Baili Yuan in this abandoned village.
At this moment, Yang Ling'er's face was filled with shame and anger, she stared at Baili Yuan and said, "What are you doing!"
Bailiyuan seemed to be very disappointed at the moment. How could a perfectly handsome young man turn into a daughter's family?
Over the years, I have not found many men that I like, but I finally met a handsome, handsome, elegant and rich young man, and it turned out to be a woman!
Bailiyuan felt extremely disappointed and angry when she thought about how she had been clinging to Miss Yang for the past few days!
Seeing Yang Ling'er's expression of shame and anger, she said, "Why are you so embarrassed? We are all women. You won't suffer if you touch her. At worst, you can just touch her back!"
After saying that, she straightened her plump figure proudly.
Yang Ling'er's figure is naturally far inferior to that of the choppy Baili Yuan.
When she saw Baili Yuan puffing out her chest and looking like a gangster, she felt itching with hatred. She had learned noble etiquette since childhood, and most of the people she came into contact with were well-behaved.
Yang Ling'er had never met an unreasonable woman like Baili Yuan. For a moment, she didn't know if she should reach out and touch her back since she had suffered a loss.
Bailiyuan said angrily: "Come on, what are you pretending to do? Fortunately, I am testing you tonight. If that little pervert Ye Xiaochuan is testing you and he takes advantage of you, just bite your tongue and commit suicide."
Yang Ling'er was shocked when she heard this.
Bailiyuan was right. If Ye Xiaochuan took action tonight and his chest was grabbed by him, he would definitely be ashamed to live.
Fortunately, fortunately this Baili Yuan is a woman.
Although she is a bit more rogue, she is still a woman after all.
Seeing that Yang Ling'er's face turned red and pale, Baili Yuan said, "Who are you? Why are you disguising yourself as a man... Ah, are you..."
Baili Yuan was very smart, and she suddenly remembered the two Piaomiao Pavilion elders she had seen during the day.
Those two middle-aged women should be secretly protecting Miss Yang in front of them.
There are two elders from Piaomiao Pavilion secretly protecting him, and he is so young.
A name instantly appeared in Bailiyuan's mind.
She looked at Yang Ling'er in astonishment and said: "You, you are not Yang Ling'er, the Yu Fu Fairy? Yang Lin, Yang Ling'er... No wonder I found two elders from Piaomiao Pavilion following us secretly. It turns out they are protecting you!"
Yang Ling'er was very angry. If Hua Niang and Baili Yuan hadn't been following her, Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan's careless personalities would have probably never discovered her identity.
Seeing that Yang Ling'er didn't speak, Baili Yuan took a breath of cold air, looked at Yang Ling'er again, and said slowly: "Hei Yulang in the starry night, his true appearance is hidden in the fascination. The murderous intention is mixed, and the picture shows the fish intestines." . Last night in Zhuxian Town, there was a flash of lightning that knocked back Tianwen's Dark Star Bead and saved Ye Xiaochuan. That strange light that was faster than lightning should be one of the four great daggers, right? It’s an assassin magic weapon with wind attributes, it’s really powerful.”
When Yang Ling'er saw that Baili Yuan had seen through her identity, she no longer tried to hide it. She stood up straight and said with a sweet smile: "There is snow on Wuyun Mountain, and the red dust and green flowers fall. The clouds travel thousands of miles, and the dragon teeth are danced with skillful hands. The four great gods in the world. When talking about the power of the dagger, the Ziyang of the Cangyun Sect and the Dragon Tooth on the Water Fairy’s body should be considered first. The fish intestine dagger on the younger sister’s body is an exaggeration.”
Fairy Yufu, ranked third among the six fairies, and Fairy Shuiyuan, ranked fourth, looked at each other at this moment, with a faint sense of murder, and they were clashing with each other like invisible blades.
Baili Yuan is dissatisfied with Yun Qiyou, dissatisfied with Shangguan Yu, and it can be said that she is dissatisfied with the three people ranked in front of her.
But among the three people Shangguan Yu, Yun Qiyou, and Yang Ling'er, the one she was most dissatisfied with was none other than Fairy Yu Fu, who was only one rank higher than her.
Although the good people at that time explained the names many times that the six fairies, six gentlemen, and six weirdos were ranked in no particular order, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that the first among the six fairies was Xuantian Zongluo. Fairy Xia Shangguanyu, and the last one is Fairy Liu Huachang of the Demon Sect’s Neon Clothes.
Baili Yuan is young and energetic, and she has Nine Heavenly Treasures such as Dragon Teeth in her hands. Few of the younger generation of disciples in the world can fall under her spell.
Last night, Qu Xiangge, one of the six young masters, Xue Gongzi, fought fiercely in Zhuxian Town for a long time, but she was not at a disadvantage, so she was the most dissatisfied with Fairy Yufu. Why was she ranked higher than her?
Could it be said that Piaomiao Pavilion is so powerful that Liubo Mountain and Liuyun Valley are just casual cultivators, so they can be ridden on top of their heads?
The two young women, who are almost the most outstanding in the world, seemed to feel each other's true energy fluctuating while staring at each other. Both of them were not to be outdone and mobilized the spiritual power in their bodies.
The two men's robes suddenly bulged, their hair danced wildly, and whirlwinds suddenly arose in the originally quiet lobby of Yizhuang.
With the two bodies as the center, a strong air pressure swept away. The coffin fragments and ash layers scattered on the ground in the abandoned Yi Zhuang lobby were swept in all directions by the strong air pressure of the two people. The invisible aura almost blew away the abandoned Yi Zhuang. The roof of the village was lifted.
Suddenly, Baili Yuan took action first, changing her palm into a claw, like an eagle claw or lightning, grabbing Yang Ling'er with incomparable speed.
Yang Ling'er's eyes narrowed, since her identity was exposed, there was nothing to hide.
She saw her fair and slender right middle finger and index finger, pointing as a sword, facing Baili Yuan's claw, she did not dodge, and stabbed out with her sword finger. It stabbed directly into the palm of Baili Yuan's eagle claw.
With a bang, the two people seemed to be hit by some mysterious force. Yang Ling'er slid back nearly two feet, then stretched and lifted her left foot, and hit a wooden pillar behind her, forming a split, stabilizing her body.
Baili Yuan did not get any advantage. After retreating a little, she turned back and did a beautiful inverted somersault, and gently stepped on a dilapidated coffin behind her with one foot, like a white crane drying its wings.
The two exchanged only one move before they were in a standoff again. The four eyes stared at each other, and the whirlwind in the hall of the charity cemetery was very chaotic.
However, the postures of the two were quite strange. Baili Yuan stepped on a coffin with one foot and spread his arms. It was unclear whether he was a white crane drying its wings or a golden rooster standing on one leg.
As for Yang Linger, she leaned forward, with her right hand stretched straight forward, her fingers still pointing like swords, her slender left leg raised high behind her, supporting the wooden pillar behind her, forming a split, her body motionless, a posture that men yearned for.
