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"Boring."

After she had finished laughing, Su Yixiao changed directions and was ready to leave. However, how could the young girl who had just been scolded not let her go?

"You- Diao Min, do you know who I am?" The young girl was not willing to give up. She raised her head and wanted to reveal her identity.

Su Yixiao felt funny.

Wasn't it inappropriate for this child to be brain-dead when he was in his mother's womb? At one moment, she would say that we, the "troublesome people", were unworthy of knowing her identity, and at another moment, she would shamelessly come over to show off … Tsk tsk tsk, this analysis is indeed quite serious.

Seeing that Su Yixiao did not reply, the young girl was embarrassed, so she introduced herself.

"But I …"

"Stop, stop arguing." Su Yixiao interrupted the young girl and impatiently said, "Who are you to me? You want him? Ask him if he wants to go with you. "

The main protagonist of this incident — White Wing — coldly glanced at the girl who had a perverted opinion of him and quickly turned away.

The young girl walked up to the white wing and opened her cherry lips. Before she could say anything, the white wing raised its eyes and said, "Scram —"

"One, two, three …" "Wahh ~ ~ ~" The young girl suddenly cried, tears streaming down her face as if she didn't want any money.

Su Yixiao and White Wing glanced at each other and were completely certain that this was the combination of the princess' illness and an idiot.

"Charge! Kill them all!" "Wuwuwu … Father hasn't even been as fierce as me."

The surrounding warriors all received the order, and approached Su Yixiao step by step.

The White Wing wanted to return to its original form, but was stopped by Su Yixiao.

"White Wing, don't move. Let me do it!"

"Master?!"

Su Yixiao sneered, "You're just a few warriors, I don't even care about them!"

She could kill the black wolf with her bare hands, but even if she didn't have any spiritual energy, her body would have been tempered into steel long ago. Otherwise, how could she, who had fallen in the God Realm, recover from her injuries so quickly?

Even if he hadn't recovered to his previous Martial Saint level. However, there was still a Martial Ancestor Realm expert within the continent.

"Arrogant, too arrogant."

They were warriors groomed by the royal family and had been high and mighty ever since they were young. Other than this unruly princess daring to bully them, who else would not respect them?

So what if you're a warrior? So what if it was at the lowest level?

With the seven of them combined, they could easily defeat a Martial Grand Master.

She, a sixteen or seventeen year old girl, actually looked down on them so much …

The warriors looked at each other, and without exception, their eyes were filled with malevolence and viciousness.

They, today, had sacrificed the blood of this girl for the injustice in their hearts!

"Attack!"

Su Yixiao watched as the seven men ran towards her with swords in their hands. She didn't even move the joints of her hands and watched as the sword was about to come down. Su Yixiao clenched her fists and punched on their stomachs, causing them to cough up blood and fall to the ground.

Su Yixiao shook her head and sighed.

By the time they raised their hands, they had exposed the softest, most vulnerable part of their bodies.

This was the simplest common sense for a martial artist.

If you don't even know this, why are you still a fighter?

"What a bunch of trash." The girl stomped her foot and rotated her fingertip. A milky white light quickly shot towards Su Yixiao.

Su Yixiao exclaimed in surprise, "Oh wow, this boar is actually a fifth grade Spirit Apostle."

"How boring." He was just a Spirit Apostle. What was there to play with?

Forget it, it's so boring.