Jiang Cheng's eyes narrowed and he looked at the person coming.
Wearing a black cloak and robe, her long black flowing hair was hidden in the cloak, and her indifferent eyes contained a hint of coldness.
She has a cold face, but is exquisite and perfect without any flaws. She is actually a beauty.
What made his hair stand on end was the beauty's hands. They were long, but dry, without any blood, like shriveled firewood, very strange.
I have to say that this is definitely a peerless beauty who can captivate all living beings, on par with Ning Wanyue.
However, the pride that she was born with destroyed all her sense of beauty.
While Jiang Cheng was sizing up this beauty, she was also sizing up Jiang Cheng.
She had to admit that Jiang Cheng's appearance was much higher than what others said, and his temperament was one of a kind.
But that's all.
What she cares about is never appearance, but strength.
Jiang Cheng's spirit was casual and undisciplined, without any trace of a master's temperament, just like an ordinary person.
Such people just rely on luck to evolve special spiritual pets, and they are not worthy of her attention at all.
No matter how others brag about Jiang Cheng's achievements, his age is there. At eighteen years old, he can practice both a killing sword and an instant killing sword at the same time?
This is simply impossible, it's just the Ji family people exaggerating the facts.
She is nineteen years old and has been training under Qixi Mentor for ten years. She has only just mastered the instant kill sword to a small degree. How could Jiang Cheng be so defiant?
Without the spiritual pet, Jiang Cheng is a waste.
Not everyone can be so dazzling at her age.
"Jiang Cheng, who is number one on the fourth list, is nothing more than that." The woman glanced at Jiang Cheng with disdain, and put back the delicate soft sword at her waist that was about to be unsheathed.
"People in the world always like to exaggerate the facts and regard things they cannot do as miracles. Little do they know that all these are just excuses to cover up their weakness."
"You are not worthy to be the teacher's disciple."
After saying that, the woman turned around and left without the slightest regret.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng spread his hands and said, "Don't tell me, your arrogance has successfully attracted my attention."
Jiang Cheng is not a highly cultivated person, and there is no such thing as swallowing his anger.
Watch him build a tall building, watch him entertain guests, watch his building collapse?
Let him insult me, scold me, bully me, and I will ignore him and not look at him. Will you look at him again in ten years?
Watch him marry me, enter my bridal chamber, and come to thank me ten years later with the child who was originally mine?
What a fart.
Only when you report your grudges will you remain a true young man.
He ran up to him out of nowhere and said a bunch of incomprehensible words, with such a condescending and indifferent look, as if he was looking at an ant.
"So, why are you so proud? You are so awesome, why don't you put down your bra and become a Buddha immediately?"
Jiang Cheng would not be polite to people like this. It was time for his master-level oral skills to be put to use.
"Huh." When Meng Yitian heard Jiang Cheng's words, he just turned around and glanced at Jiang Cheng, but he vomited blood in his heart.
What Jiang Cheng said was really so irritating that even with her self-cultivation, it was difficult to ignore such words.
What's wrong with her?
Her dignified Qixi sect’s eldest disciple, Meng Yitian, is noble and elegant, which is completely incompatible with this word, okay?
Also, put down your bra and become a Buddha immediately?
What the hell kind of combination of words are these?
"If you don't have enough strength, you can always say dirty words. People from the Ji family are too short-sighted." Meng Yitian couldn't help retorting to Jiang Cheng after all, his body trembling slightly.
"The seven deadly sins of women are: small breasts, small butt, long hair, short knowledge, wearing a bra, no stockings, ah, you pressed my hair, you have it all," Jiang Cheng said with a smile.
"You!" Meng Yitian's right hand shook violently, and he couldn't help but touch the soft sword on his waist.
Her figure was her biggest pain point in her life. She was indeed not well developed and was nicknamed the airport owner.
Therefore, what she hates most in her life is others making fun of her body. The last person who made fun of her body was already a frequent visitor to the mental hospital.
She now had an impulse to jump up and beat Jiang Cheng's head, kick his waist, pinch his neck, slam him into the wall, rotate him 60 degrees, break his head, and then grab and crush his balls with her hands!
Perhaps it can alleviate a little of her anger.
But thinking about what Qixi's instructor told her, she still held back. Unfortunately, Jiang Cheng didn't stop.
"I know that you have been practicing hard for so long, and it is normal to want to feel a little superior. However, the next time you show off your superiority, choose a good partner. Not everyone is like me and likes to care about Shabi."
Jiang Cheng put away the Red Lotus Demonic Dragon Pot, then turned around and left.
"Stop!" Meng Yitian was angry. She had never been insulted like this in her whole life!
It's okay to talk about her figure, but she is actually said to be a sandpaper!
She became a disciple of Qixi at the age of nine and devoted herself to training under Qixi for ten years. Among the seven disciples of Qixi, she has the highest talent and the highest understanding.
With such talent and understanding, how could her intelligence be poor? Now someone actually scolded her for being a Shabi?
It is unbearable!
She decided that no matter what her instructor told her before leaving, she would definitely blow the shit out of Jiangcheng today!
"You have to pay the price for your words!" Meng Yitian touched the hilt of the sword at his waist, "I want you to know that anyone who dares to insult me——"
"Pah!" A slap hit Meng Yitian's face, and then, unparalleled force spread out on her face,
"Whoosh..." Her whole body instantly rotated 60 degrees in mid-air, making a whistling sound. Then, Jiang Cheng stepped on her stomach, and the force exploded, turning her whole body into a parabola, and kicked her away.
go out.
Jiang Cheng's strength, a single punch now weighs ten thousand pounds, is so terrifying, so it wasn't until Meng Yitian flew twenty meters away that he hit the puddle where Yan Kong was squatting before.
"Peng!" Water splashed everywhere, and the soil in the entire puddle was blown out.
"You have small breasts, so you have dysmenorrhea? Why do you have such a flat expression all day long?" After Jiang Cheng kicked her out, he gave her a cold look.
"Pfft!" Meng Yitian was covered in mud and was injured again. In addition, he was half-dead from Jiang Cheng's words about having menstrual cramps due to his small chest. He was so out of breath that he spat out a mouthful of blood, turning the mud in front of him red.
"You!" Meng Yitian's eyes narrowed and he looked at Jiang Cheng in disbelief.
There is no spiritual pet beside him!
He didn't release any spiritual pets, so there was no bonus. In other words, Jiang Cheng could defeat her without a spiritual pet!
Her injuries were not serious, just a few broken ribs. Judging from the strength Jiang Cheng had just exerted, such an injury was simply impossible.
With such accurate control of strength and speed, Jiang Cheng is a peerless master! (To be continued)