My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Yun lightly said that several people looked up.

Su Ling walked slowly in a pink skirt and a pretty hair bun.

Behind her, it was Jiang Wushu and Batu who had just had an argument with Yun Qingyan before.

Su Ling's face stiffened at the moment when he saw Yun's lightly speaking face, a complex color flashed in his eyes.

She recognized at a glance, this white-clothed girl looked very similar to the boy who had pitted her and Jiang Wushu in the Forest of No Return.

Liuyun's white clothes are beautiful and alluring, and what attracts people's attention more is that she is as ethereal as a cloud, yet she is faintly sloppy and blatant, bright and dazzling.

Jiao Ruo three thousand flowing clouds, Sheng Xueshenghua.

This unique temperament made her stand in the crowd and became a natural focus.

The jealousy flashed in Su Ling's eyes. She was not as talented as Lin Wanyue, but she had a pretty and pretty face. In the past, Lin Wanyue overwhelmed her both in appearance and talent, and she had to sullen herself in front of her.

Now that Lin Wanyue finally left, she thought she would become the next goddess of Qingxuan Academy in the future, but she didn't expect another girl in white to come.

Even more dazzling than Lin Wanyue!

Moreover, when she thought of the boy who took her storage bag in the forest of no return that day, she felt a little more psychological disgust for the girl in front of her.

Just forget that he looks like the shameless robber who doesn't return to the forest while taking advantage of the danger. The ostentatiousness between his eyebrows and eyes looks like that little **** Yun Qingyan, this girl, she simply dislikes her most points. Blended together!

As soon as she saw her, she was subconsciously hostile.

"Junior Sister Su?" When the pair of students who ran to maintain order saw Su Ling, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Ever since Yun said that he was rolling all over the martial arts stage and his clothes were broken, Su Ling was picked up by the Su family, and it has not been a long time since he returned to Qingxuan Academy.

They thought she would never come to Qingxuan Academy again, but they did not expect that she would come today!

"Yeah." Su Ling glanced at them proudly.

Although the cultivation base of these two people is higher than her, in the eyes of Su Ling, they are not worthy to talk to her.

She is a descendant of the Su family, her brother Su Ying is a noble alchemist, and she also knows the princes and princesses of Southern Xinjiang. How can these ordinary people with poor family background be qualified to talk to her?

What's more, their Su family is still a branch of the royal family of Southern Xinjiang. They have noble royal blood in them, and how can they be the same as these ordinary civilians.

Thinking of the secret she had suddenly learned these past few days, Su Ling's expression became more and more arrogant.

She looked at Yun Qingyan with a critical look, trying to find a sense of superiority.

The white silkworm brocade that the girl is waiting for is tough and comfortable. It is extremely convenient for fighting. Although the style is simple, the exquisite handling of the details is expensive.

Such good clothes, even if she is a direct line of the Su family, after losing the patron's favor, it is extremely difficult to see.

Her few pieces of clothing made of silkworm brocade are all made into dresses and kept for banquets. How can they be so wastefully made into casual clothes?

You know, Wufu wears the most clothes. Unless it is a martial suit whose quality has reached the Yuan Qi level, an ordinary martial suit, worn for ten and a half months in combat, will be thrown away and will be extremely worn out.

Seeing Yun Qingyan wearing a white dress, Su Ling's jealousy was even worse, she frowned fiercely, comforting herself in her heart--