Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 218 is cumbersome? (1)

In the **** front yard, at this moment, there is a strange "harmony."

The heads that were originally piled up, nowadays, are arranged in a neat manner on the ground, and the heads of each person are exactly the same, without any mistakes, far away, like countless decays The dead body was buried in the ground, leaving a head on the ground alone, those pairs of empty eyes, straight to the direction of Zhou Xuan and others.

The disciple who had been stupid by the **** nausea before, suddenly saw this scene, his legs couldn’t stop softening, and almost sat down on the floor.

"What the hell!"

This shrill sound sounded, standing on the side, wiping the hand on the handkerchief to wipe the filthy Ye Qingyan slightly raised his head, the delicate little face still hangs with the smile, the bright eyes I looked at Zhou Xuan and others.

"What are the investigations of the brothers and sisters?" Ye Qingyi’s slightly lazy voice sounded, and the slight tone of the voice seemed to be a little teasing.

Zhou Xuan looked at Ye Qingyan's smile and stood there, and there was no such influence as a slight influence. His heart could not help but be shocked.

This Ye Qing, what the **** is doing!

Is she a fifteen-year-old girl?

How can a young girl of this age be so calm when faced with so many rotten people? If you change to others, I am afraid that I have already been scared and burst into tears.

Do not say Zhou Xuan, it is the other two discouraged Ye Qingjun disciples, looking at Ye Qingying's eyes, it is like watching a monster as horrified.

Zhou Xuan returned to God and suppressed the shock of his heart. He did not respond to Ye Qingqi’s words. His eyes only swept away from those people’s heads, and he made a fuss: “What is Ye Shimei doing? The people of Juling Mountain Villa Death is not life, since ancient times, the deceased is big. Even if you are young and playful, you should not take the dead bodies of these dead people."

Zhou Xuan's tone seems to be advising Ye Qing, who is young, but this is the story of life and the distortion of everything in front of him.

Ye Qing’s mouth chewed a sneer, and then she bent down slightly, picking up a head and holding it in front of her eyes.

Zhou Xuan looked at Ye Qing’s move, and there was a sneer in his heart. On the face, it was a brow, "Ye Shimei, no fun."

After all, he also slightly apologized to the pharmacist Wu Yu.

"My younger sister is young and ignorant, and she is willful and willing to forgive me."

Juling Mountain Villa is the attachment force of Xuan Lingzong. No matter what the situation, the corpse of the self-attachment is detrimental to the cultivation of the Zongmen.

The pharmacist who had been with Zhou Xuan was also a slight glimpse, but where to dare to blame the sinister disciples, he could only shake his head.

Zhou Xuan immediately looked at Ye Qing’s sigh: "Ye Shimei, we’re going to have a nap, we are investigating the massacre of the Gulin Mountain Villa, not to play, and put the head of the deceased back."

Zhou Xuan’s swearing made the other two disciples more resentful of Ye Qingyi’s heart. Although he was surprised by Ye Qing’s daring, he was not aware of the deceased.

"Ye Shimei, Juling Mountain Villa is the land of my lord's blessing, and Hugh will ruin my reputation." A disciple is not happy.

Ye Qingyan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the people who were being Zhou Xuanzhen. The smile on the corner of her mouth could not help but be even stronger. She skipped Zhou Xuan’s coverful face and her eyes fell directly on the head.

"There are more than 300 heads here, although the degree of decay is very serious, but there are no obvious scars, just normal rot."

(End of this chapter)