Chapter 166 (1/2)

In fact, when Yan Qingyang saw Shang Yingli, she was in a trance. She seemed to have seen Yingli in her previous life.

Before, what she saw from Yingli was pretty and stupid, with a kind light shining in her big eyes. However, at this time, Yingli was quite different.

Her face sharp a lot, round face disappeared, replaced by a melon face, a pair of eyes appear bigger, eyes flow, with a bit lazy, a bit coquettish, and a bit fierce!

Green robes, tightly wrapped around her slender body, enchanting, but also with a trace of temptation.

The only constant is the jade rabbit pestle behind.

Ying Li immediately came in front of her. She turned around and looked lazily at the male disciple who was pestering Yan Qingyang. She said, ”do you only know your elder martial brother Shanglu?”

The disciple's face suddenly changed. When he looked at Yingli, his face changed a few times. Then he showed a false smile: ”it's Yingli elder martial sister. I, my younger martial brother, see you elder martial sister!”

Finally, the disciple gave a gift.

”No need!” Ying Li's voice was soft and weak. ”I don't have a younger martial brother like you. You've already said that you don't recognize me!”

With that, he turned to God, but the jade rabbit pestle behind him flew like lightning.

”Pa!” It's a big noise.

Yanqingyang opened his eyes, saw the rabbit fly, hit the disciple's head, and snapped it. The disciple's head split suddenly and was smashed into meat sauce. His body was still in a state of bow. He stopped for a while and then fell down slowly.

”Ah The female disciple of them screamed and covered her eyes.

”Since you are not my younger martial brother, you are not my disciple of poison fairy valley. Since you are a spy from other sects, I have to kill you!” Ying Li's voice rang again. She didn't look back, but with a wave of her hand, the jade rabbit pestle came back to her back.

Although just hit a person, the jade rabbit pestle is still like white jade, bright and bright, without a trace of blood.

The other disciples were so frightened that they could not speak for a long time.

Should leave the facial expression invariable, one step by step, the gait graceful walks toward Yan Qingyang.

Under the long green skirt, Yan Qingyang could see that half of her white jade feet were exposed. She didn't even wear a pair of shoes, so she stepped on the ground. Even so, her little feet were still spotless and delicate, and she could even see five delicate pink nails.