Chapter 1831

A woman next to her was dressed in white, with hair cascading over her shoulders. Her hair was soft and straight. Others only looked at her back and felt that the woman's hands and feet showed a ethereal Fairy Spirit of dust. It was really Lingbo's Micro steps and luosox's dust.

As soon as Zou Ping saw the two women, she immediately grinned and sneered: "these two bitches again!"

The younger martial sister looked at Ziyuan and Ruan Hongling curiously. She whispered, "is this Ziyuan, which used to be known as the first expert of the young generation? It's so beautiful!"

Zou Ping sneered: "you see she looks beautiful and dignified, but she is actually a self indulgent bitch! Otherwise, why do you hang out with a group of fox spirits all day? I'm ashamed of her!"

The younger martial sister saw that Ziyuan didn't show a trace of evil, let alone lewd and filthy. In particular, there was an elegant, meaningful and beautiful dust in her eyebrows. Her eyes were as clear as mountain streams and springs without a trace of human fireworks.

She couldn't help saying, "how could such a woman be so unbearable? Elder martial sister, are you mistaken?"

Zou Ping was so angry that she stared and whispered, "bastard, what do you mean? Don't think you are the daughter of the third martial uncle, so I dare not teach you a lesson!"

When the younger martial sister saw Zou Ping getting angry, she quickly lost a smiling face, shifted the topic, pointed to the woman next to her and said, "who is this woman? I've never seen such a round footed female monk!"

Zou Ping snorted angrily. At a glance, she saw a valiant woman standing next to the Ziyuan. The woman was very beautiful. Her two English eyebrows were like sharp swords, and her black eyes were like stars. Her sparkling eyes moved. She really looked forward to flying, with an unspeakable coldness and arrogance.

Zou Ping was suddenly surprised. She couldn't help whispering, "this is Zhou Qin? Has she built a foundation?"

The younger martial sister asked curiously, "Zhou Qin? Who is this? It seems very powerful?"

Zou Ping smiled coldly and sniffed: "where can just build the foundation? Hum, let's go!"

The younger martial sister blinked and looked at Zhou Qin. She whispered to herself: I don't know if Zhou Qin will go to the lotus gathering this year. If she does, I'll see her Kung Fu.

They turned and left. Before they left, Zou Ping couldn't help looking back at Zhou Qin. She was surprised: the ancients said that scholars should treat each other with admiration on the third day of their separation. Unexpectedly, Zhou Qin disappeared some days this week. She was so diligent! It's so scary! No, I have to tell Shifu right away, or let her grow up and we will have another great enemy!

Ziyuan, Zhou Qin and Ruan Hongling came all the way in the eyes of everyone. Seeing where they lived, Ruan Hongling couldn't help laughing and said, "the boundless longevity Buddha is finally home. Finally, the days without hot bath and TV are over."

Ziyuan laughed and scolded, "are you still a practitioner? So greedy for enjoyment?"

Ruan Hongling made a face and said, "that's not what you said. Sister Ziyuan, don't you want to take a comfortable hot bath?"