Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away!

Chapter 231 Burning Fire Fairy Clouds

Su Yuran’s provocative discourse has naturally caused dissatisfaction among the people of Linghuazong. However, Qingxuan’s mainland is strong and respectful. Su Shiran’s age can reach the eight layers of refining, and indeed there is also the capital of pride.

Such talents will become true disciples sooner or later, and it’s really a shame.

Qu Changlao has made a difficult crime. Linghuazong naturally has many disciples who have more than eight layers of refining spirits. However, Su Shiran is a new disciple of the Tianmen School. If Linghua sects an old disciple, it is equal to the disfigurement of the disguise. If that is not as good as that. Now! Moreover, there is no ban on the same person from fighting two games. I know that Su Shiran has lost the loopholes and there is no way.

It seems that they are really careless. I didn't expect the Tianmen faction to send out the newly-introduced disciples. They beat them by surprise. This time they tried to lose them!

Suddenly admired and looked at Su Xiaoran, and then said to the Xuanyuan head, "The head of Xuanyuan, it seems that the new disciples you recruited this time are not good!"

Although Xuanyuan’s head was anxious, the face was indifferent: “The test is not over yet, and it’s too early to say it.”

The solitary singer licked his mouth, and the heart said that it was a dead duck's mouth! He did this after a few investigations to make this decision. The new master disciples of the four major sects, Su Xiaoran's strength to crush everyone, this time they won!

The elders of Linghuazong’s emperor’s emperor have not announced their decision to go to the stage, and they are not even discouraged. Yes, these new disciples are only Liao Chuan, who is the eighth layer of refining, and has been defeated by Su Yuran. The rest of the people are even more vain. .

Just as the people of Linghuazong frowned, a person climbed down the ladder and climbed down the platform.

"What, it's not too late, everyone is hungry? This is just going to be me! You don't have any opinions?"

The people of Linghuazong once looked at the people on the stage and suddenly vented their anger. Isn't this the first cloud of the Zhongfeng kitchen? Isn't this a rush to find abuse? Although you have a lot of bad water, but the eight layers of refining spirit and no spiritual power, this gap is simply a world apart, Su Suran can shoot you to death.

The Tianmen faction is a big laugh, my God, is Linghuazong no one? Actually get a waste without spiritual power! Actually climbed the ladder! What is on the shoulder? A firecracker juvenile bird? There is a strange stick in the waist, lying in the trough, isn't that a rolling pin? !

Qu Chang Lao’s eager sweat, noisy, it’s just too noisy! When the cloud was first shot, it was killed. How do they confess to Linghua’s founders in the future? !

When the elders are about to scream at the beginning of the cloud, Xuanyuan’s head is moving, and the little gimmicks of Yun’s early days have always been scheming. Maybe there is a way to win the Su Suran, not to mention the fact that Yunchu’s gift from him and Qu Feng’s master Defensive spirits, certainly not dangerous, there is no other way around, it is better to let her try, dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Xuanyuan’s head thought of it, Shen Sheng said: “Good! In this game, our Linghuazong will be played by the cloud.”

Everyone in Linghuazong feels that Xuanyuan’s head must be crazy!

The beginning of the cloud is noisy, you are also playing around? !

This game has been lost!

Some of the disciples of Linghuazong simply left their heads, and they really did not want to see the sneer of the Tianmen faction after they were abused.

On the stage, the cloud smiled and smiled at the stage and hugged the fist: "It is estimated that many people don't know me. Let me introduce myself. The people of Linghuazong Zhongfeng's kitchen are burning fire and fairy clouds are also!"

The fifth is more. Dear, happy weekend, good night, what?

(End of this chapter)