Zhou Xingyun didn't believe her lies.
After all, when Ye Qiao first came up, she rubbed her face up and down like a madman, suspected of having mental problems, and then she said a lot of incomprehensible words, which made Zhou Xingyun want to chop her with a sword to make her shut up.
Logically, Zhou Xingyun should have gotten rid of Ye Qiao, who was so suspicious right from the start, to avoid unnecessary trouble. However, what she said about Ye Qinghan, Ming Xuan and the others' stunning female costumes made him stunned and feel it was ridiculous.
Ye Qiao asked him if he wanted to take a look.
Zhou Xingyun somehow said "Look"
"Come, come, come." Ye Qiao beckoned at him enthusiastically, inviting him to come and see.
She secretly saved several copies of the photo stones containing Ye Qinghan's dark history on the forum, just to be prepared.
This trial was inexplicable. She thought it was the same as the last Spiritualization Trial. But she never expected that she would be in front of the 2.0 version of Zhou Xingyun. Before passing the trial, she was at the Spiritualization stage.
And there is no doubt that Zhou Xingyun's realm is higher than hers.
In order to avoid fighting with Zhou Xingyun again, she must first prove that she is not a bad person.
Otherwise, on the first day of the trial, being hunted down by your own senior brother would be too tragic, wouldn’t it?
As the saying goes, it is better to let my friend die than to let me die. She took out the photo stone from the mustard seed bag and glanced at it.
——It’s decided to be you, Ye Qinghan!
Is there anything that can prove that you are a good person better than knowing the number one person in the right path?
No more.
Whether in her world or this world, Ye Qinghan is a true spokesperson for righteousness.
Oh, she is also one of the famous spokespersons for the right path, but Ye Qiao likes to play shady things, so her reputation is not that good.
When it comes to being upright, it has to be Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qiao threw the photo stone upwards in the air. Zhou Xingyun was alert at first, in case she was doing any tricks. However, the moment the photo stone was thrown into the air, the picture was projected down, and what came into view was Ye Qinghan's eye-catching pink women's clothing.
To be honest, Zhou Xingyun analyzed from an unprofessional perspective that Ye Qinghan is really not suitable for women's clothing. In the picture, the girl in pink is taking big strides with a sword hanging on her waist. Her heroic posture looks weird no matter how you look at it.
But he has a good-looking face and a youthful air. Even when wearing women's clothing, he still looks quite alluring like a cool beauty.
Inside the photo stone, a big man put his hand on Ye Qinghan's shoulder and smiled at him, "My fellow Taoist, where are you going?"
As he said this, he kept trying to touch her.
Ye Qinghan hated people getting too close to him, not to mention that this big guy's hands and feet were restless. The young man was instantly angry due to his mysophobia and subconsciously wanted to chop him with a sword.
But he finally stopped.
Taking a deep breath, the young man punched the man in the abdomen. Under the absolute gravity, the man flew backwards in an instant, hit the stall and was buried by the items.
The extremely terrifying first punch made the surrounding monks stop and look at Ye Qinghan.
At that time, they were preparing to go to the human world. In order to avoid being captured by some monks, they tried to keep a low profile. Ye Qinghan realized that he had gone too far and that ordinary female monks were not so cruel.
What? You said Ye Qiao can also knock people away with one punch? Ye Qiao is not even a human.
Ye Qinghan resisted the urge to kill the other person, and calmly said two words in a little girl's coquettish tone: "Hateful."
After a pause, he added: "I'll punch your chest with my little fist."
Zhou Xingyun: “…”
Although his expression now seemed calm, Zhou Xingyun felt that he had become two different people.
Because of him, it split.
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