The Heroine, She Has a Prosperous Beauty

"Bitch, who allowed you to tarnish the reputation of Qingcheng's daughter's family with your nonsense?"

As soon as Leng Su said these words, Feng Qingcheng, who was the person involved, turned pale. Yang Ming, who was standing by, couldn't see his woman being bullied like this by Leng Su, so he drew his sword and rushed over on the spot.

However, as soon as he stepped into the range of Sword Mountain, the sword in his hand disappeared.

His rushing figure also stopped abruptly, and he was forced to stop there.

After seeing this scene, Leng Su reacted belatedly. No wonder that old guy Feng Yue was willing to leave her behind.

He had already remembered the twists and turns of the Sword Mountain, and knew that as long as she was within the Sword Mountain, these people would not be able to hurt her.

Looking at Yang Ming's livid face, and then looking at Feng Qingcheng's face that showed no trace of surprise, Leng Su suddenly understood.

No wonder Feng Qingcheng's face was ugly but she didn't do anything secretly. She already knew the weirdness of Jianshan.

"Bitch, you dare to tarnish Qingcheng's reputation, I won't let you go!"

Seeing Leng Su staring at Feng Qingcheng with a strange look on his face, Yang Ming couldn't help but threaten him.

Hearing this, Leng Su smiled proudly at him and said, "Come on, don't let me go now if you have the ability. I promise to stand here without moving, whatever you want."

Feng Qingcheng: "..." What a shame! ! !

"Bitch!" Yang Ming gritted his teeth.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Senior Brother Yang, I'm not talking about you. I can tell by looking at your face that you definitely can't do it."

"Senior Brother Yang, for the sake of our fellow students, how about I give you some advice, Junior Sister?"

"Look at Junior Sister Qingcheng, she is as young as a flower and her beauty and figure are second to none. I believe Junior Sister Qingcheng's suitors must have spread all over the Magical Continent."

"Senior Brother Yang, if you don't work harder, if you don't serve Junior Sister Qingcheng well, I'm afraid there will be countless men waiting to help you."

"Bitch! I'm going to kill you!" Yang Ming was so angry that his face turned red.

Although he lost his sword, he still had the Qiankun Ring and other magic weapons.

As soon as Yang Ming finished speaking, a light flashed in his palm, and a bell-like magic weapon appeared.

Yang Ming held the magic weapon and attacked Leng Su's location aggressively.

"Whoosh!" With a sound, the bell magic weapon disappeared like the previous spiritual sword.

Seeing this, Leng Su's smile widened a bit.

A bright light flashed in her hand, and a fine jade bottle appeared in her palm. She looked at the extremely angry Yang Ming with a smile and said.

"Senior Brother Yang, look at the jade bottle in my hand. It's not simple at first glance."

With that said, Leng Su opened the stopper on the jade bottle, and a familiar fragrance floated out, surrounding Feng Qingcheng and Yang Ming in front of them.

"Senior Brother Yang, what do you think after hearing this? Is it awesome? Does it feel good? Do you feel excited, stimulating, and impulsive all over your body?"

"Let me tell you, this is my family's ancestral secret recipe and will never be passed on to others."

"Of course, Senior Brother Yang, you are different. You and Junior Sister are from the same school after all. If I sell this thing to others, I will get at least ten thousand taels of gold!"

"If you want it, Senior Brother Yang, Junior Sister, how about I give you a 10% discount? How about 10,000 taels of gold?"

"Bitch!!!" Yang Ming cursed angrily with a red face, bloodshot eyes, and rapid breathing.