Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 431 Let's move (2)

"Five strokes are still a small family? This mysterious disciple is too much..."

"The five strokes are still not working. Is it necessary to let her ten strokes?"

The Qinglin sect disciple sneered.

"Well, since Ye Shimei said so, I let Ye Shimei ten strokes." Fu Lingtian laughed.

"Let ten strokes?!"

"Furu brother...this is a bit wrong..."

"In case... something went wrong..."

The disciples of Qing Linzong are inevitably worried. After all, there are too many ten strokes.

"Fu brother, ten strokes are still too little." Ye Qingyi still shook his head.

At the moment, Fu Lingtian brows slightly: "What does Ye Shimei mean?"

"How about twenty strokes." Ye Qingyi smiled slightly.

"Twenty strokes..." Fu Lingtian screamed at God.

As Ye Qingyu’s voice fell, the field was in turmoil.

"It’s ridiculous, the disciple of Xuan Lingzong, so shameless?!"

"Let's make twenty strokes? How about giving the first position to you?"

"Being a man can't be too greedy, Master Fu has given up ten strokes, but he still doesn't know enough!"

It is the disciple of Xuan Lingzong, and he is ashamed and difficult because of Ye Qing’s words. In the face of the other two disciples’ strange eyes, I can’t wait to find a place to sneak in.

Who can think of it, Ye Qingyi is so shameless, so that twenty strokes can be said.

"Oh, Mo elder, this is a bit too much." Qinglin Zong, an elder, looked at Mo elder, quite dissatisfied.

The elders of Qin were full of sorrowful colors. If they knew Ye Qingyi so early, he would not agree to her playing.

And Mo elder is a brow, not open.

"Oh, Ye Qingyi just made a joke with Fu Lingtian, don't take it seriously." Qin Elder smiled.

"Joke?"

Everyone looks at each other, the look of this mysterious sect Ye Qing, does not seem like a joke.

"Since it is a joke, then as I said before, let Ye Shimei ten strokes." Fu Lingtian's face, slightly better.

"Not a joke." Ye Qingyi wrote down.

At this moment, the eyes of the three disciples have revisited Ye Qingxuan, Qing Linzong and Feng Yuezong disciples, and they looked disgusted.

"Our mysterious sects are at the bottom, huh, huh... Ye Qing 棠 is not enough, now... the face of Xuan Lingzong, all let her lose!"

"How can I let Ye Qingzhen come to the venue of the three Dabie... oh..."

Xuan Lingzong disciple, shameful and difficult, Qin elders have given the steps, saying that she is a joke, but who can expect, Ye Qingyi is so shameless!

"Ye Shimei, the tone is not small, you want me to let you twenty strokes, it is better for me to stand in the same place as you play and not to fight back." Fu Lingtian smiled coldly.

"What is the meaning of Brother Fu?" Ye Qing said.

"What do you think?" Fu Lingtian looked at Ye Qingyu.

Hearing, Ye Qingyi shook his head and sighed softly in his mouth. "Furu brother is the king of defending, but he is not willing to give up even twenty strokes."

"Since Ye Shimei said so simple, it is not as good as Ye Shimei's 20 strokes." Fu Lingtian sneered.

"Let you twenty strokes?" Ye Qingyi meditated, and immediately dagger: "Whether Fu Fu brother opened this mouth, I will let Fu brothers twenty strokes."

"What do you say?!" Fu Lingtian gave a slight glimpse and thought he had got it wrong.

"as you wish."

Under the eyes of the public, Ye Qingyi gave his hands behind him and looked at Fu Lingtian. His look was indifferent: "I will let you twenty strokes."

The two elders of Qinglin and Fengyue face each other and look extremely strange.

(End of this chapter)