"What nonsense are you talking about? I just told you to move away and let us eat first. Why are you crying?"

The woman in red had never seen such a woman in the lotus, her pretty face flushed with anger.

Rong Huang leaned on the wooden platform with one hand, his delicate body looked extremely weak, and looked at the woman in red with tears, "Sister, why are you murdering me again?"

Cai Ruyun encountered an opponent for the first time.

Moreover, the opponent is much stronger than her, black can be said to be white, and white can also be said to be black.

The fingers covered in the sleeves pinched the palms of the palms, Cai Ruyun showed a pure and flawless smile, "I'm afraid this girl has misunderstood something. Yun'er's senior sisters have been learning martial arts since they were young. The possibility is a bit reckless, so please don't take offense. "

Oh humiliation.

Look at what this said.

Because of martial arts, you can walk sideways like a crab?

Rong Huang also wanted to say something about Lianlilianqi. The mother Rong at the door over there had already walked up to her, "I didn't even know that Biyun's disciple was so arrogant."

"Most of the many schools in the arena have been practicing martial arts since childhood. Is it possible that they have to compete everywhere?"

The woman in red noticed the strong black dress worn by Mother Rong with a red belt around her waist, and the disciples behind her were all dressed like this, and suddenly understood that this was Rong Jiapu's person.

And the headed person should be Rongjiapu's mistress.

The disciples of Biyun Sect are all women, and they are loved by all sects in the arena, and over time they have developed a spoiled and domineering character.

Not one or two, it was the same for all the disciples of Biyun Teaching.

Mother Rong had long seen Biyun's teachings not pleasing to her eyes, but they didn't offend her, so it's hard to say much.

But now they are embarrassing her dear daughter in front of so many people, it is really hateful.

Mother Rong took the dark red long whip and walked a few steps forward, touching Rong Huang's small head, "Why don't you know how to fight back after being bullied?"

Rong Huang Xingxing stared at Mother Rong and thought she was so handsome, he couldn't wait to hug Mother Rong and blow out a series of rainbow farts.

But the image of Xiaobaihua cannot be destroyed.

Rong Huang sobbed, a somewhat hoarse and dull voice with deep grievances, "Aniang, they all look fierce, they still have swords in their hands, daughter...the daughter is so scared."

The corner of Rong mother's mouth twitched, a little helpless.

Why didn't she know that Rong Huang would be frightened by a few swords?

But Rong Mu still protects his shortcomings.

"When you come to the dining hall for dinner, you don't have to line up. Instead, you want to seize the position that others have worked so hard to arrange. This is how the elders of the Biyun Sect teach their disciples?"

Mother Rong gave a sneer, with an overwhelming momentum, and pointed to the one that Rong Huang said the most fiercely. "I saw you talk the most, and it seems that I still want to draw a sword. Why? Want to compete with me?"

The woman in red was panicked. It was not just her, but the disciples of Biyun taught that Rong Huang turned out to be Miss Rong Jiapu who rarely appeared in front of others.

They thought that Rong Huang was just a disciple of a certain little school.

Cai Ruyun also realized that they had stabbed a hornet's nest this time, and immediately took up the simple and kind-hearted frame, "This uncle, Yun'er's senior sisters did not intentionally, Yun'er apologized to Miss Rong for them, and asked Miss Rong Don't worry about it."

How could Rong Huang not care about it? She must be good at accounting.

Rong Huang hugged Mother Rong's arm, as if he had found a backer, and complained in a soft voice, "Aniang, this girl Yun'er just said that they are doing this because they learned martial arts since childhood."