The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 1110: So subtle

Then quit Soul Fighting Sect, right? !

Lu Jiuque's shocking words, like a sap, hit the heads of these disciples who rushed in and tried to find Lu Jiuque to persuade Yin Wuhen, making them dumbfounded and unbelievable.

Lu Jiuque raised his chin slightly, and smiled: "Listen clearly, then please make way for the younger brothers and sisters?"

Her powerful aura and unrejectable prestige made the disciples unable to resist any resistance, so they retreated to make way for Lu Jiuque.

After Lu Jiuque left the crowd, some people were unwilling to say: "Why! Why did Senior Sister Lu say that, doesn't she want us to go to the secret world?"

"That is, so many people from other sects and forces have entered the secret realm. If we send forty people, how can we fight other people?!"

"Hmph, according to what I said before, how good Lu Jiuque is, it is not necessarily true. She is selfish and does not want to let other disciples in."

"Isn't that right? Lu Jiuque has forced Senior Sister Yuan to become a disciple of the outside sect. There is nothing wrong with it!"

"Shhh... keep your voice down!"

"Say it down, I have been face to face with Sister Yuan last time, she is such a nice person..."

"Yuan Qinglian is now an outer disciple, and is not qualified to be called a senior sister..."

"Damn it, I'm so angry!"

……

Lu Jiuque, who has not gone far, heard all the discussions. She curled her lips and sneered, and said, "Sure enough, there are some white-eyed wolves, no matter how good they are."

A gentle voice sounded abruptly, and smiled: "What a coincidence, Senior Sister Lu thinks so too?"

The breath was almost spraying on Lu Jiuque's ears. He appeared as soon as Emperor Shifang left. This was clearly planned.

Or rather, I have been monitoring Wudaofeng for a long time!

Immediately afterwards, another angry voice came.

"Damn! What are you doing so close!"

After two months of special training by Emperor Shifang, Lu Jiuque conditioned his backhand and waved a palm.

"Slap--"

The simple and sharp sound blinded the two people who appeared suddenly.

One expression was stunned, the other slightly rejoiced.

Lu Jiuque looked up and saw that the person with red palm prints on his face was Yi Li, and Mei Ke, who had just spoken in her ear, was furious because of Yi Li. Hiding by mistake.

Oh, it’s a disaster for the pond fish.

Lu Jiuque's mouth twitched and coughed lightly: "Sorry, I didn't mean to beat you."

After saying that, Lu Jiuque stuck out his tongue again with a guilty conscience. She looked charming and lovely, the one Yi Li and Mei Ke had never seen before.

In the past two months, with the exception of Shuo Ye, Lu Jiuque and Di Shifang were constantly discussing each other day and night. Naturally, Lu Jiuque's strength was beyond the reach of Di Shifang's clothes.

Sometimes, after Lu Jiuque "injured" Di Shifang with some small tricks, she always put on this innocent expression, and Di Shifang immediately felt relieved.

Suddenly, Lu Jiuque also habitually revealed this appearance.

Yi Li stared at Lu Jiuque's vivid and bright face for a moment, his face was hot and painful, but an inexplicable sweetness appeared in his heart, as if honey had melted on the tip of his heart.

He must be ill. Not only is he not irritated when he was beaten, he still feels ecstatic in his heart!

This kind of feeling cannot be told to anyone, it can only be used as his own secret, constantly fermenting and puffing in his chest...

It's... so subtle...