The sacred mountain villa is above the laurel.
Two white clothes and one green robe.
All young.
Wearing the same style of snow-colored white clothes, her appearance and solid-colored clothes complement each other, and they are both beautiful.
Just like a fairy in the palace, people can't help but feel infinite admiration.
These two stunning women are the two daughters of Ling Pu, the master of Shenshan Villa.
The seventh sister of the palace, Ling Yishui, and the eighth sister, Ling Xiaoxiao.
And that person wearing a green robe is naturally the eldest son of the Shenyuan Domain, Ling Zhen, the No. 1 young master of Shanzhuang.
On weekdays, Ling Xiaoxiao lived alone in the Sea Palace. After a drastic change in her temperament, the eighth daughter of the Ling family became less playful.
Gradually, I became obsessed with the state of living alone, which is a bit similar to seclusion, but not entirely. It is not a real avoidance of guests, it is just that I don't want to see guests, and I don't want to see them.
Ling Zhen, on the other hand, spends a lot of time honing his skills all day long, practicing hard through various channels and methods to improve his combat level and mental state.
Very busy, extremely busy.
It belongs to the kind of busy people who can't spare even half of their time most of the time.
But today, this pair of siblings, the eighth daughter of the Ling family and the ninth brother of the Ling family, all came to this giant osmanthus tree that stretched straight to the edge.
There was no other purpose than to celebrate the birthday of my seventh sister.
Since returning to the villa, Ling Yishui has been depressed. It is obvious that she was abused by her husband for a long time, which caused an extremely serious psychological shadow that is difficult to get out of.
It's been almost two years, and I'm still depressed like this and don't like to talk to others.
This happened to be her twenty-fifth birthday, so Ling Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao came to Yuegui specially to celebrate her birthday. Although they did not expect to make Ling Yi Shui completely healed, they were happy from now on.
But at least, I wanted to make my seventh sister a little bit happy.
On the flat open space at the top of the laurel, the figure in green robe was strong and swift. Holding a long snow blade in his hand, he flashed out in the air.
The swordsmanship he performs is called "Victory Technique" and was taught by the sword god Yu Youcong. It can be regarded as the ultimate swordsmanship in the world.
After completing a magical sword dance, Ling Zhen swept down from mid-air with his sword and came to Ling Xiaoxiao and Ling Yishui, who were both dressed in white.
Ling Zhen, a young man in green robe, asked with a smile: "Seventh sister, what do you think?"
The "how" he asked refers to Ling Yishui's evaluation of the sword skills performed by his younger brother just now.
I feel that I have completed the set of sword moves. Although it is not perfect in the complete sense, it can be said to be satisfactory. Even if I look at the number of times I have performed it in the past, it can be regarded as an excellent one!
Ling Zhen was complacent about this, feeling proud in his heart, and the outward expression was the raised corners of his mouth.
I hope to get a few words of praise from the seventh sister.
It's a pity that he didn't get what he wanted.
A large splash of cold water was poured on him, directly extinguishing Ling Zhen's enthusiasm.
The result is that no matter how hard a young man performs sword moves and no matter how wonderful his sword skills are, they are of no use.
Ling Yishui, the seventh daughter of the Ling family, always had no expression on her face, giving people a feeling of paralysis and coldness.
Facing Ling Zhen's question, Ling Yishui nodded dully and said five words: "Well, not bad, it looks good."
Well, not bad, good-looking.
Using these five words that were obviously insincere, Ling Zhen was dealt with in a very hasty manner. After that, there was no more silence.
Ling Zhen felt frustrated and his mind was racing, thinking of other ways to make Ling Yishui happy.
While the young man was racking his brains, Ling Xiaoxiao smiled softly, the corners of her mouth raised, she pushed Ling Zhen's shoulder, and then put one hand into her sleeve.
When she took out her hand, a ball of transparent sea water was taken out from the white sleeve.
Ling Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly and gently tossed it upwards. The water vapor rose and floated to a stop.
The eighth daughter of the Ling family, who is now the head of the Sea Palace, pinched a unique secret magic formula with her slender jade fingers.
Suddenly, the sea water seemed to have gained spirituality and began to change different shapes in mid-air.
Each of its forms is extremely lifelike, as lifelike as a living creature!
Cats or dogs, chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry, or various animals that fly or run on the ground.
In a short time, it had changed its appearance in more than fifty ways, all of which were very smart and cute.
Ling Yishui raised her head and looked at the transparent animals high up. Under the sunlight, they reflected the colorful light, which was so beautiful that it made her feel relaxed and happy.
The seventh daughter of the Ling family, who was wearing white clothes like Ling Xiaoxiao, had a rare smile.
Ling Zhen was overjoyed when she saw a slight smile on the seventh sister's lips.
Ling Xiaoxiao, who had successfully made Ling Yishui laugh, was even more overjoyed and felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.
"Seventh sister, watch carefully, I will show you another trick!"
Ling Xiaoxiao spoke loudly.
Standing, his left and right hands pinched a completely different magic trick.
Two different techniques circulated the true energy in her body, turning it into an extremely magical energy, which came out of Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and floated into the water vapor above.
"Ah, this..."
Ling Yishui's eyes suddenly widened, looking at the rapidly transforming seawater above in disbelief. His pupils were like earthquakes, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
It turned out that Ling Xiaoxiao actually used his own skills and internal energy to "knead" the ball of seawater taken from the palace into a human body and appearance in an extremely fast time.
That person was none other than Ling Yishui's ex-husband.
The co-owner of the Shark God Sea Territory, Jiang Hu, who has fled to an unknown place!
Ling Zhen saw the seventh sister's face change, she was in a daze, and there seemed to be some fear in her eyes. The young man was just thinking about something when he suddenly saw the figure in white clothes flashing around.
The Bai Yi who set off was not Ling Yishui.
But it was Ling Xiaoxiao who had reached the peak of Wuji Realm.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiaoxiao had reached a high place, hanging next to the transparent humanoid water vapor, and cursed fiercely: "Jiang Hu, you damn thief, you must die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman in white, Ling Xiaoxiao, punched out.
It just hit "Jiang Hu" on the head.
There was a loud bang, and the man who looked almost exactly like Jiang Hu himself had been completely shaken by the fist and could no longer condense!
After Ling Xiaoxiao shattered the watery ginger's body with her fists, she became very excited and shouted loudly downward: "Have you had enough of it, Seventh Sister? If it's not enough, I'll do it again!"
The transparent sea water once again transformed into the shape of Jiang Dendrobium.
This time, before Ling Xiaoxiao could punch, the green robe also rose into the air.
"Leave this ball of paste to me to kill!"
Ling Zhen, the eldest young master of the Villa, shouted these words. With the Bliss Sword in his hand, he slashed down with a strong force, cutting "Jiang Huo"'s entire body into two halves on the spot.
Ling Yishui, the seventh daughter of the Ling family, looked at this scene from above. Of course she knew very well that her brothers and sisters did everything they could to make her feel better and happier. They really took great pains.
She couldn't help but feel extremely moved, her eyes were moist and red, and she wanted to cry, so she covered her mouth with her hands.
Such a touching scene clearly showed that Ling Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao's hard work had paid off, but at this moment, a very out-of-place voice suddenly sounded and spread to the sky above Tong Yuegui.
It was the voice of an arrogant and arrogant woman, "You two killed a fake ginger here, and you are so happy? It's really laughable. You are so capable, and you can make the real ginger Did you escape?"
Ling Zhen, Ling Xiaoxiao, and Ling Yishui, who was still standing inside, knew it as soon as they heard it. They immediately understood it and understood it beyond words.
The person this voice comes from is my second sister.
In the ranking of the Ling family's children, the woman is second only to the eldest sister Ling Fengge.
The female martial arts god Ling Jieao was shocked by the fists of the Splendid Dynasty!
Ling Xiaoxiao, who had never had a good relationship with her second sister. After her personality changed drastically, she became increasingly incompatible with Ling Jieao. When she heard this voice, she immediately became furious and her face was full of anger.
Ling Xiaoxiao, who was floating in the air, suddenly put away the cloud of water vapor. After the seawater entered her sleeves, she raised her eyebrows, glared angrily, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Ling Jieao, are you sick? !”
Dressed in purple silk, he quickly arrived in the sky from a short distance away.
Its speed is as fast as a thick purple lightning bolt, which is difficult to reach with the naked eye.
The person who came was born with an oval face, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his facial features were quite masculine.
There are some shallow scars on the face, which look quite fresh. They must have been beaten not long ago.
The bruise on the left cheek was the most obvious, as if it was left after a heavy punch.
Because of her stunning beauty, this little injury on her face did not affect her majestic beauty at all!
The woman's figure is particularly tall and straight, reaching eight or nine feet tall. Although she is quite tall and taller than many ordinary men, she does not appear bloated at all and does not have overly developed muscles.
Her lines are smooth and beautiful, her chest is proud, her hips are straight, and her limbs are slender. In fact, they are not much different from Ling Xiaoxiao. They are all rare beauties in the world!
This person's identity is undoubtedly the second daughter of the Ling family named "Jie Ao".
Today, she had taken off the bloody dress she wore to hide her identity and put on a gorgeous rich purple silk dress.
He no longer wears the ghost mask and shows his true appearance to others.
Although the overall temperament is still vigorous, there is a certain difference compared with Ling Jieao at dusk.
The piece of silk he is wearing is called "Sha Zi". It is a high-grade robe. In addition to the most basic ability to withstand injuries, it also has a magical power.
That is to say, the monks wearing this clothing can greatly improve their learning efficiency and ability to think in battle, and can quickly learn every move of the opponent when fighting the enemy.
Or, it can allow people to analyze the most appropriate method to use at the moment in the shortest possible time, so as to achieve the goal of winning by gnawing and establishing victory in one fell swoop!
The robe is bright purple, and the outer satin material is of excellent quality. It is extremely flexible and smooth, which further highlights the astonishing, convex front and back curves of Ling Jieao's figure.
If you don't look at her face, which is 100% more refined than men and 100% taller than women, just move your eyes to see the peerless figure that Ling Jieao has.
I'm afraid there will be many prodigal sons who will salivate over it, make their mouths water, and have many dirty and despicable thoughts in their chests.
Of course, after looking at that face, they will be more shocked by the heroic spirit exuded by the female streamer, and then they will no longer have the courage to move forward, suppressing the desire to conquer in their hearts.
There is even a possibility of being hacked on the spot.
In order to save his life, he had no choice but to flee in embarrassment, without daring to look back again!
Because regardless of the facial features and face shape, Ling Jieao, who was born with flying sword eyebrows, has extremely sharp eyes.
It seems that his eyes contain countless sharp weapons, capable of killing people in a matter of seconds.
Just being glared at by her would make Xi Shi's liver and gallbladder burst, and his whole body would tremble with fear.
If the ants first see the light of fire and cannot escape, their lives will be hard to survive!
Below the curtain, above the top of the laurel.
Ling Yishui, the seventh daughter of the Ling family, raised her head and looked at the three people standing in the air with a sad expression, feeling very anxious in her heart.
Because she knew that in this situation, a conflict was probably inevitable.
Purple silk, white clothes and green robes.
They all looked at each other with very unfriendly eyes.
The two people, one purple and one white, are the worst.
It's like the tip of a needle is facing the awn of wheat!
Ling Jie'ao, who was wearing a purple silk robe, was scolded as "sick", so he snorted coldly and said with some displeasure in his tone: "Eight sisters, we haven't seen each other for two years, why are you talking like this?" Does it stink like this? Can’t you even speak human words?”
Ling Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes in the air and said in a bad tone: "I have to learn from you, Ling Jieao, about having a bad mouth. I will benefit a lot from learning a little bit. The more bad your mouth is, the more it will stink!"
Ling Jieao ignored this for the time being. She lowered her melon-shaped face and chin, narrowed her eyes, looked at Ling Yishui standing on the ground, and said loudly below: "Seventh sister, I came to the villa last time to attend my mother's funeral. , I left in such a hurry that I didn’t have time to chat with you..."
Ling Yishui's face turned slightly pale. She didn't know what her second sister, who had always been rebellious, wanted to "talk" to her.
Listening to Gao Kong, the purple silk woman continued: "When you decided to marry to Nanhai, did your parents advise you? Women who marry far away are easily bullied. If you are too far away from home, you should go back to your parents' home. It's not even convenient. Do you still remember your attitude at that time? You were extremely rude and contradicted your mother, yelled at Ling Pu several times, and then left without looking back. Why do you want to go? Pursue your own happiness..."
"Haha, have you chased the happiness you want? People named Jiang have beaten you a lot these years. If the ninth brother hadn't come to save you, you would have died in a foreign land. I don't care about this. Listened."
Ling Jieao had a condescending attitude and spoke mercilessly, "I also heard that after you went home, you became depressed and autistic. You never left the house or took a step outside. You locked yourself in the house. What's going on? Are you suffocating yourself to death? Who are you pretending to show this to? Didn’t you think you would be happy by marrying Jiang Hu in the beginning? There is no way out of women’s lingering ways. You chose your own path, and now you are like this A bleak and humiliating ending, aren’t you asking for trouble? Who can you blame?”
Ling Yishui, who was on the ground in white clothes, lowered his head deeply after hearing this. He was so ashamed that he didn't dare to say anything more.
Ling Jieao's words were sharp and vicious, and every word was like a flying sword that invaded her soul and destroyed her little remaining self-esteem.
Ling Yishui is actually a timid person who never knows how to resist.
In the past, she insisted on marrying Jiang Hu, the Lord of the Shark God Sea Territory. It was the most courageous decision she had ever made in her life.
However, it is unpredictable and people are not kind to you.
She took the risk of not being favored by her family and overcame huge resistance and insisted on marrying the man. Not long after they got married, she took off the disguised "sheepskin" and exposed the fangs of a tiger and a wolf.
He began to inflict cruel violence on Ling Yishui again and again, and would use fists and kicks whenever he disagreed. He beat the seven girls of the Ling family until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they could not stand up. They did not even show any affection as husband and wife.
The most outrageous thing was that time, Ling Yishui, who was unintentionally pregnant with Jiang Hu's child, was beaten by the island demon named Jiang to the point of miscarrying the fetus in her belly. She became seriously ill and was unable to have children again.
After being abused in every way, Ling Yishui had of course tried many times to inform the prince's family in the far north.
But helplessly, Xi was intercepted and stopped by Jiang Hu, without success even once.
You are not allowed to go out for even a step. Every letter sent home must be reviewed and read by Jiang Hu personally. There must not be the slightest hint of asking for help. If there is any personal information involved, the consequences will be extremely tragic. !
The letter with the words "my husband is ruthless in taking pictures, Yishui misses home" was also sent by Ling Yishui in the hidden form of "acrostic poem".
If she didn't do that, after Jiang Hu read the letter, not only would she not be able to send it out, but she would also be beaten severely.
Over the years, Ling Yishui has suffered a lot and lived a life of dire straits and misery. She is almost no different from a pig or dog in captivity!
At this time, Ling Jie'ao's words naturally hit Ling Yishui's "pain point" and awakened those painful memories that she had tried to keep in her memory. The bits and pieces of Jiang Hu's crazy torture in the past were all swept away like a great tide. When it comes, it can't be resisted at all, and it can't go away.
Ling Yishui was speechless. The more she thought about it, the more painful and uncomfortable she became. It seemed like there was a knife stirring in her chest and it was difficult to breathe.
She finally couldn't bear it any longer, broke down and cried loudly.
Seeing the seventh sister being scolded and crying, Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't help but get furious. All the efforts she had made to make Ling Yishui laugh by turning into sea water just now turned into water flowing in the east, and was of no use at all.
The occurrence of this situation made her feel extremely bad, so bad that the woman in white, Ling Xiaoxiao, who stopped in the air, widened her cherry red eyes, with an angry look on her face, and shouted sternly at the front: "Ling Jieao , you have gone too far, is it fun for you to expose people's scars?!"
"I'm just stating the facts. She, Ling Yishui, is so stupid that she married a bad man and has brought disgrace on our Ling family. Am I not allowed to scold her?"
Ling Jie'ao also raised his voice and responded, "Besides, Ling Xiaoxiao, please pay attention to me. I am your biological sister. Who taught you the rules and dared to call your second sister by her name?!"
Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly "Haha" twice, spat lightly, and cursed: "Ling Jieao, are you okay? You, you yourself have the guts to call daddy by his name, and you don't want me to call you by name? Are you better? Are our dads great?"
After saying this, her eyes were fixed on the bruise on Ling Jieao's left face. Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family, poked Ling Jieao a few times with a finger, then scraped her left cheek a few times, and used He said in an extremely sarcastic tone: "You are indeed better than our father. If it were my father who received such a violent beating, I'm afraid he wouldn't be like you, with a bruise on his face and several bruises." Don’t go!”
Ling Jieao, who was wearing a rich purple silk satin, was immediately moved by the words as soon as he heard these words.
There was deep anger and hatred in his eyes, and his facial expression was distorted, extremely unhappy.
The reason for being so angry is simple.
Because that bruise was the result of a few days ago when Ling Jieao competed for the title of "Martial God" with Ling Pu, the master of the Villa, but unfortunately lost and suffered a heavy right punch from his father on the left side of his face.
Ling Jieao was ashamed of this injury, which was actually harmless, and even reluctant to face it!
And Ling Xiaoxiao used this to humiliate and ridicule, which naturally made the second daughter of the Ling family angry with explosive temper in an instant.
Ling Jieao, who was no longer angry, shouted with a thorny and unstoppable voice: "Ling Xiaoxiao, please show some respect to my mouth! Your second sister, when I was as old as you, you had just learned how to make soy sauce. , who borrowed your courage to dare to talk to me like this?!"
"Is there anything wrong with me talking to you like this? Isn't it okay?"
Ling Xiaoxiao didn't want to be outdone at all, "You have the guts to ask dad about your skills. If I don't even dare to say anything negative to you, then why am I worthy of being your sister? Aren't I the kind of person you say will embarrass the Ling family?" Already?!"
Ling Jieao smiled coldly, twitching the corners of his mouth, perfectly explaining what it means to smile but not smile, and said in a deep voice: "Then you are determined to make things difficult for me today?"
The situation was serious, and the atmosphere in the sky was almost stagnant, as oppressive as black clouds pressing down on the city.
Ling Xiaoxiao's face was solemn, his eyes were gloomy, he bit his back teeth to encourage himself, and managed to raise his voice, "So what? Don't forget Ling Jieao, I am no longer the Ling Xiaoxiao I used to be."
Among the eight girls in the Ling family, Ling Jieao, who was the most arrogant and arrogant, nodded. Her eyes did not change the fierceness and evil spirit, but there was a slight smile on her mouth. She sneered and said, "There are some changes. She is no longer the bullied person in the past." If you are cruel, you will become a short winter melon that loves to cry, and your height has become as tall as your sister and me. Ha, but you don’t really think that just by doing this, you can fight with me, Ling Jieao. Right? I hope you can be smarter than that guy Ling Yishui, so that you won't be so stupid and ridiculous, making people laugh!"
Now that she was determined to persevere to the end, Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family, was completely willing to fight. Regardless of whether she was drumming or not, she said in her voice, "I have reached the peak of the seventh-order Wuji Realm, and I am also a swordsman with the natal sword... ...I can fight, retreat or protect myself, so why should I be afraid of you?"
Ling Jieao was full of unruly arrogance, raised his head, and laughed loudly, the laughter was especially loud and unrestrained, "Seventh level peak sword cultivator, what a scary title, I guess it can scare the courage of some trash people. But I can't figure it out, you Why do you do this to me? Could it be that you are even more stupid than your seventh sister, and you ridiculously think that you can defeat your second sister with just a natal sword and half-step of the cultivation base of the Great Dao Realm? Me?"
As he spoke, the aura that covered the body of the purple silk suddenly shook, and there was a majestic power that covered the sky, majestic and incomparable.
Ling Xiaoxiao and Ling Zhen suddenly felt an invisible restraint, which made it difficult for their entire bodies to stand straight. Even breathing freely became a very luxurious thing!
"The majestic force crushes the inner world, and the intention of the fist crushes and kills all living beings. When everything encounters the force of my fist, it is like a frog at the bottom of a well that sees its first sight, only to realize that it is incompetent."
Ling Jieao, who was wearing a "purple" robe made of silk and satin, narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly, "This is the road I have cultivated, the eighth level, where the power of a martial artist is pure and extreme. You are just a weak sword at the peak of the Wuji Realm. Xiu, what can you compare with my fists? If you punch a few more times, I'm afraid there will be another stupid thing in the villa!"
The overwhelming force of energy was targeted. Although Ling Zhen suffered it, it was Ling Xiaoxiao who suffered the most and suffered the most intense pressure. He had no way to escape, as if he was trapped in a cage.
The man in white clothes in the air tried to secretly circulate Zhou Zhenqi, but found that it had become extremely difficult to circulate his luck, and it was difficult to move even an inch.
The negative impact of that suppressive force turned out to be more serious than imagined.
Ling Xiaoxiao was breathing heavily at this moment, and her voice was somewhat broken, "Ling Jie'ao, you...are you going to do it here?"
Looking at the woman in white who was out of breath due to the power of her fists, the second sister of the Ling family, Ling Jieao, stood upright with her chest raised, she raised her chin high and said with a calm smile: "Why not? Just above this laurel, let's As a sister, I will teach my sister a lesson with my own hands. If she doesn’t obey, she must be taught, and I will teach her with my fists!”
Knowing that the situation was not good, Ling Zhen, the young man in green robe who was also partially suppressed by the side, eagerly acted as a "peacemaker."
Thinking of using my own words to ease the fierce conflict between the two sisters.
Ling Zhen was speechless.
For example, second sister, you come home only once after traveling thousands of miles. Shouldn’t we, the siblings, sit down and have a drink?
For another example, today is such a good day and it is Ling Yishui’s twenty-fifth birthday anniversary. Can we not choose today to do it?
For example, you two sisters are very generous. We are all broad-minded people. Can we stop worrying about such worthless words?
He said a lot of words to stop the fight.
Unfortunately, it was completely useless.
Ling Jie stared angrily and rebuked: "Ninth brother, if you continue to talk endlessly, I will beat you up too!"
Ling Xiaoxiao pretended to be calm and said: "Brother, please go to the side and be responsible for protecting the seventh sister. Don't be affected."
The tip of a needle hits the awn of wheat.
Both of them have spirits lingering around them.
They are about to start a battle with each other.
However, before the battle started, there was a blue sword energy that was brighter than the sun and cut into the sky at an astonishing speed.
The qi machine is high above the ground.
There is no unruly mountain.
But that sword energy was real, completely suppressing the powerful fists that filled the air.
The sword energy instantly overwhelmed the gang energy!
