Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss Chapter 223: : Slap face third type (5)

　　 The orange aura drenched a halo around Jun Wuxie's body, and the remaining nine people of Qingyun Sect looked at Jun Wuxie in shock.

At the 　　 orange spirit stage, it has been possible to achieve such a level of spiritual leakage!

　　How is this possible!

　　 The person in front of me is just an orange spirit, much weaker than Jun Xian and them, but for no reason, being stared at by those ice-like eyes, it is like falling into the **** of Shura. Frightened.

　　 A weird orange spirit, a ring spirit who can't see the level, this pair can not help but shocking.

　　Jun Qing, who was in the melee, looked at Jun Wuxie in surprise. He clearly remembered that Jun Wuxie had only been awakened for a few months. Why did she break through to become an orange spirit?

　　 Such crazy breakthrough speed, even Jun Qing was really taken aback!

　　 Jun Wu Xie was ready to take action, but the moment she rushed towards the disciple of Qingyun Sect, a white figure flew quietly behind her.

　　 "Let me take care of this kind of small role, and the master can rest on the side." The clear voice of the young man passed into Jun Wuxie's ears, and the breeze brought a mellow aroma of wine, which permeated Jun. Innocent snort.

　　 Jun Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, looking at the white back, his steps were taken back.

　　 Drunk Lotus!

　　 The young man in white clothes wore a beautiful face with suspicious blushes. The big thorns rushed into the battlefield. The place he passed was like a whirlwind. Jun Xian and the others, who were in crisis, only felt that a arrogant force was pulling their collars, and in the next second, they were thrown out of the battlefield directly!

　　 In the blink of an eye, Ryugasaki and others have all been thrown out of the battlefield during the siege.

　　On the battlefield, only a beautiful young man in white was seen standing lonely and surrounded by Qingyunzong. His clothes were slightly open, revealing a piece of white skin, slightly shrugged shoulders, leaning against him. In his hand, he also carried a gorgeous and exquisite hip flask.

　　 Drunk Lian’s bare feet stepped on the moist ground, sticky blood stains all over his feet, he raised his head slightly, and his mad eyes swept over the crowd of Yunzong Sect.

　　"Grandpa! Uncle!" Jun Wuxie immediately dragged the two of them with spiritual power and landed steadily on the ground at the same time that the Jun family and his son were thrown out.

　　 "Wuxi, who is that boy?" Jun Qing supported Jun Xian and looked at the drunk lotus surrounded by Qingyunzong. Only then did he not feel anyone approaching, so he was thrown out. Now It seemed that it was all that young man did.

　　 "He is Drunk Lotus." Jun Wuxie's face was sullen, and his eyes quickly swept across the Jun family father and son. After confirming that they were not fatally wounded, he breathed a sigh of relief, but turned to see the two of them. After the blood-stained clothes and those hideous wounds, the anger that had just been extinguished, once again rolled up the monstrous flames!

　　 Jun Wu Xie turned his head to look at the drunk lotus and the black beast on the battlefield, and gave the order in a cold voice.

　　 "Don't leave one."

　　 If you dare to hurt Jun Xian and Jun Qing, then go to death!

　　"Received." Drunk Lian curled her lips, and her soul gradually went into madness under the stimulation of alcohol!

　　 "Who are you!" The boy who was suddenly broke into, disturbed the situation, and the face of Qingyunzong's disciple immediately showed hideous hatred.

　　 First, the black beast that was as fast as lightning, and then this beautiful young man who appeared to be haunted by ghosts. What happened one after another had subverted their cognition.

　　 If the black beast is said to be fast, they can at least see the black beast, but when did this young man appear?

　　 No one noticed!

　　 Even the strong blue spirit realized that there was such a young man who looked like a panan after Drunk Lotus stood still.

　　 Drunk Lian swept away with cold eyes, raised the hip flask he was carrying, took a sip, freely wiped the wine stains on his lips, he said coldly: "Remember, the one who sent you on the road today is Uncle Drunk Lotus!"