Chapter 653 How could someone cause such a big mess?
Ji Wenyi was as gentle as jade, and Ji Weiming was dignified and upright. As role models of the nobility, they always presented a perfect image to the outside world, and remained calm even in the face of chaos. Now, Ye Xiaoman had ripped their clothes into disarray, exposing their collarbones. Ye Xiaoman pressed their chest muscles and rubbed their abdominal muscles, making them look submissive and their breathing a little disordered.
The guests gasped one after another. In the eyes of everyone, Ye Xiaoman was openly defying the royal family.
That was Emperor Yi, the Lord of the Divine Realm, the Divine Emperor whose wrath could leave millions dead! How could she dare to attack him directly?
Not only did she harm Emperor Yi, but she was so greedy that she even attacked Prince Rui. She teased her younger brother in front of her elder brother, and then teased her elder brother in front of her younger brother. How could such a shameless thing exist in the world!
"Junior sister, junior sister!"
The fellow disciples of Qingzhengzong all cried out in frustration and ran towards Ye Xiaoman. The eldest sister ran so fast that she fell down on the way.
The eldest sister fell to the ground and pointed at Ye Xiaoman and shouted: "Hold her! Hold her quickly!"
The Qing Dynasty is on the decline and can no longer be saved. Now Ye Xiaoman’s life is really not saved!
Not only that, thousands of lives of the Qing righteous people might be buried with Ye Xiaoman!
The four men, Xiao Chujing, Sikong Qing, Jiaying, and Yue Mushan, tried their best to turn their faces to the left in the direction of Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming, their eyes widened in surprise, and tried their best to look at Ye Xiaoman from a different angle within their eye sockets.
They were restrained by Zhuchuideng, unable to move or speak, but they still had consciousness to express themselves.
Countless voice messages flew towards Ye Xiaoman.
[Junior Sister, you've got the wrong person. They're not me!]
[Ye Xiaoman, do you want to die? Take your hands out! Touching those dirty men out there will poison you! Take them out, or I'll chop off your claws!]
[Sister, sister? ]
Jiaying madly insulted Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming.
[Ji Weiming, I see you smile, and your filthy brother, are you enjoying it?]
Zhu Chuideng rubbed his brows weakly.
Ji Wenyi came back to his senses from his initial shock. A man has his own dignity that cannot be desecrated, but he smiled and with the little freedom he could gain from Zhu Chuideng's hands, he lowered his head little by little, and put his thin lips close to Ye Xiaoman, wanting to kiss her in line with her outrageous behavior.
Ye Xiaoman turned her face away, allowing his lips to just brush against her soft cheek and then fall into Ji Weiming's arms. Ji Weiming groaned and stared at Ye Xiaoman as if he wanted to eat her up.
"No kiss for you."
Ye Xiaoman looked at Ji Wenyi with disdain. She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around Ji Wenyi and Ji Weiming's necks, and ordered, "You two brothers must serve me well in the future."
The eldest sister and others had already rushed behind Ye Xiaoman, but a huge ghost hand fell from the sky and stopped them.
"Junior Sister!"
Ye Xiaoman couldn't wake up the drunkard even after shouting at the top of her lungs. She staggered and changed her target, starting to harass Jiaying who was next to Ji Weiming.
Ye Xiaoman pressed her fingers on Jiaying's lips, and Jiaying's long speech humiliating the Ji brothers came to an abrupt end.
The guests were horrified. From their perspective, the Holy Son in white had the figure of a bamboo pine, his face was like ice in a jade pot, and his temperament was like the moon in the autumn night. When he was harassed by Ye Xiaoman, his indifferent face turned red, his eyelashes trembled, and he looked very helpless. His purity successfully aroused everyone's indignation.
Everyone felt as if they were seeing beautiful things being destroyed right before their eyes, and their hearts were broken.
Countless believers of the Son of God rushed forward desperately, shouting loudly.
"Semo, let go of my Lord Saint."
This group of people was also stopped by the ghost hand.
Yuan Guiwang looked at her former magic weapon that had become an accomplice to the evil, turned away in sorrow, unable to bear to look any longer.
"What a sin."
Amidst this chaos and war, there were also the cries of the Qing Zhengzong disciples.
"Big Sister has fainted, quick, pinch her Ren Zhong!"
As well as the fierce voice transmissions from Ji Wenyi, Ji Weiming, Sikong Qing, Yue Mushan and Xiao Chujing.
Po?
[Jiaying, when Yongning Temple burns you to death, you'd better not cry out that it's unfair!]
[Ye Xiaoman, are you trying to piss me off to death? You don't even mind that shabby bald stove!]
Yue Mushan: [……]
Xiao Chujing still believed that Ye Xiaoman was really drunk: [Junior sister, come here, senior brother.]
Ye Xiaoman ignored him. She buried her evil head in Jiaying's neck and took a few deep breaths of his fragrance.
She grabbed Jiaying's collar and made him lower his head, then kissed his cheek in public and spoke wildly.
"Son, you are really energetic~"
There was a sound of someone falling to the ground with a thud.
"Oh no! Many believers have fainted from anger! Quickly pinch their Ren Zhong points!"
Ye Xiaoman danced happily and came to Yue Mushan.
The boy's youthful outline still had a soft velvet that had not faded, and his thin shoulders added a bit of childishness. He looked at Ye Xiaoman with some worry, his fingertips revealing a clear pink, and he moved hard.
The man on Yue Mushan's left tried hard to turn his face to the right, and the man on his right tried hard to look to the left. Sikong Qing, who was standing next to Yue Mushan, tried his best to raise his lead-filled feet to kick Yue Mushan.
When Ye Xiaoman's evil hand reached out to Yue Mushan's tail, the eldest brother squatted on the ground, holding the eldest sister who had fainted with her arms and legs spread out in his arms. The eldest brother looked up and saw her, and shouted in panic:
"Junior sister, he's still young, please let him go! The demon tribe is very demanding in compensation, and the sect can't afford it!"
The other men cursed Yue Mushan.
[Young Master of the Demon Clan, I ask you to respect yourself.]
[If it weren't for the washing...]
[King Rui, be careful with your words.]
[Yue Mushan, you won't be so lucky next time you sell something.]
[You damn cat demon, I will definitely kill you! ]
[Big Brother, I have a special hangover medicine in my storage ring. Hurry and give it to Little Junior Sister!]
Ye Xiaoman's confused mind was exposed to the warning of "compensation" from the senior brother, and she did not dare to go too far with Yue Mushan. She just touched Yue Mushan's face and said something harsh.
"Sister, I will definitely kill you one day."
Yue Mushan widened his wet eyes and his face suddenly turned red.
The next person is Sikong Qing.
[Ye Xiaoman, you are quite capable.]
Sikong Qing finally stopped swearing. His red clothes were as bright as sparks. Ye Xiaoman just approached him, and before she could do anything, Sikong Qing had already gathered enough strength. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and bit Ye Xiaoman's cheek fiercely.
The force was neither light nor heavy, but not easy either, just enough to teach Ye Xiaoman a lesson. Ye Xiaoman burst into tears and wailed as Sikong Qing bit her baby fat cheeks.
"I don't dare!"
When the other men saw Sikong Qing hit someone directly, they were anxious and angry.
They stopped telling Ye Xiaoman the news, and the thunderous message rang in Sikong Qing's ears almost at the same time.
[Master Sikong, please be merciful! ]
[Sikong Qing, let go! ]
[Brother Sikong, I’m afraid of pain! ]
【She's just playing with you, don't hurt her! 】
【Sikong Qing! 】
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