Murong Feixue is a demon, a nine-tailed cat demon. She has been practicing for more than a hundred years and has never killed anyone until she was influenced by Murong Feixue and went on a killing spree in the city of chaos. Since then, her kind heart has begun to
A seed of killing was planted.
This seed usually does not germinate, and will only gradually bloom when Murong Feixue is angry.
When she saw Ning Qingqing wearing a mink coat, Murong Feixue could not help but feel a trace of anger in her heart.
There is nothing wrong with the law of nature, and the strong is respected, but to kill someone, you have to peel off their skin and wear it on your body. This seems to Murong Feixue to be perverted and disgusting no matter how you look at it.
Therefore, she immediately felt an irreconcilable disgust towards Ning Qingqing.
Being stared at by Murong Feixue, Ning Qingqing felt as if she was being watched by a wild beast. She felt very uncomfortable. She snorted coldly and asked, "Xie Yao, who are they?"
Xie Yao turned around and said with a hint of flattery: "Qingqing, they are country women I met in the town at the foot of the mountain. Unexpectedly, they are also newcomers to the academy. These country women have no education. They stepped on my feet and bumped me.
I still want to forget it..."
After listening to Xie Yao's exaggerated explanation of the matter, Xin Yue and Pan Niang's expressions became increasingly ugly. How could they have imagined that so many unfavorable things would happen to them on their first day at Qingyun Academy?
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"Hmph, you actually think about letting it go when you meet our friends. Who do you think you are?" After Xie Yao finished speaking, Ning Qingqing did not speak. A young man who was following her jumped out, full of disdain.
He looked at Murong Feixue and the others and lectured them unceremoniously.
Both Xin Yue and Xin Yue were too scared to speak. Hua Hua glanced at Murong Feixue, then stood up and said: "It doesn't matter which onion we are, because no matter which onion we are, we are also
I don’t want your bucket of dung to teach me a lesson.”
The young master's face changed and he said angrily: "You, you, you dare to say that I am a piece of shit?"
Huahua laughed exaggeratedly: "Hey, Master, you are so self-aware. You actually know that you are a bucket of dung. In this case, you better go to the other side of the stinking and stupid bucket of dung, so as not to smoke people."
Huahua was always very sharp-tongued. She didn't dare to say much when facing Murong Feixue, but facing such a guy with a weak brain, she was extremely sharp.
Young Master's face turned red and he pointed at Huahua several times, but he couldn't even say a single word.
Huahua ignored him, opened her mouth to Xie Yao and shouted: "Hey, bitch."
Xie Yao opened her mouth wide and asked in disbelief: "You, call me?"
Murong Feixue almost laughed out loud, Huahua's mouth was getting worse and worse.
"You are such a bitch, of course I called you. Didn't you say that my friend stepped on your paw and apologizing is useless? You are so poor that you want us to compensate you five hundred taels of silver? We will compensate you on the spot. Now
You are slandering people here again, if you are not a bitch, who are you?"
Being snatched away by Huahua, Xie Yao's face turned red. Regardless of Huahua's questioning, she opened her mouth and roared: "You, you dare to call me a bitch, I will kill you today!"
Huahua was not afraid at all, and arrogantly pinched her waist and cursed: "Come on, if you don't kill me, you are the little bitch raised by a bitch."
Xie Yao was almost mad. Just when he was about to go up and fight with Huahua, Ning Qingqing said coldly: "Private fights are prohibited in the academy. Violators will have their cultivation level revoked and will be expelled from the academy."
