Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

But the way the scenery looked around, it was like she was looking around, hoping that someone would accept herself as a disciple.

Yes, no matter what, according to the human age, she is only a sixteen-year-old girl. In front of so many people, even an adult would not be able to bear such embarrassing things, let alone an adult. She is still a spoiled daughter.

In fact, the main reason is that her beautiful face has won a lot of points.

Just when everyone was silent, Shochiku, the youngest of the three elders, stood up. He coughed, cleared his throat and said, "Since no one else wants to accept this little girl as a disciple, then I will..."

Before Shochiku finished speaking, he felt a pain in his neck and fainted to the ground.

"Elder Shochiku!" a group of people exclaimed and quickly helped the people on the ground up.

Daoist Yunji glanced calmly, "It's okay, it's just a coma, just take a rest."

"The elder, what about the remaining little girl?" someone asked, looking at the scenery standing alone in the middle of the square.

The scenery was very quiet, even frowned. In her memory, she was indeed a disciple of Elder Shochiku in the original text, but the Elder Shochiku fainted before he finished speaking.

If there is no one to choose the scenery, then she can only leave.

Fei Ziyuan said to Tie Jizi: "Master, Fengjing is my friend, can't you accept her as a disciple?"

"This..." Tie Jizi seemed to be worried.

"I assure you that the scenery is not bad! If you are taught by the master, you can definitely teach the scenery to people who are good at finished products!"

Seeing that the newly recruited apprentice was so pleading, Tieji couldn't help but soften his heart. After thinking about it, he stood up and said, "If you don't prevent it, let me..."

The same words were not finished, and everyone saw the iron machine fainted to the ground.

Others were hurriedly helping people up again, Yunjidao Chang calmly drank tea, "I think there is some wind-cold disease recently, it is an infection."

Bullshit! Is the body of a cultivator so vulnerable! ?

At this time, no one really can stand up.

The scenery pursed his lips, disappointed that he didn't see Wuya. In the eyes of others, it was disappointed that no one would accept himself as a disciple.

Some gloat for misfortune, and some sympathize with her.

The scenery waved his hand in a chic, "I will go down the mountain first and come back next year."

It's free and easy.

No one is blocking the scenery.

She walked all the way to the gate of the mountain and looked at the cranes flying in the sky. She thought of Yu Kun inexplicably. Of course, she didn’t know if Yu Kun was just a person in an illusion, but suddenly felt that he had been entangled in the past. It was noisy and noisy, compared to the desertedness now, it was a lot more lively.

Suddenly, a crane flew towards her. The scenery thought that the crane was just passing by, but he didn't expect the crane's claws to grab her shoulder and take her to fly.

"Hey!" Knowing that the crane is spiritual, she cried out: "Let go of me!"

The crane just cried long.

The scenery struggled for a while, and when it was about to transform into a dragon shape, the crane released her claws again, and her body began to fall from a high altitude. She was not afraid of the feeling of falling, how to say, she could fly...but Tragically, she suddenly found out that she couldn't fly.

To be precise, after she entered the region of a mountain, her mana was no longer available.

"Ah!!!" Feng Jing yelled, covering his eyes, "Help!!!"

The speed of falling is extremely fast, she can imagine that in a short time, she will fall to the ground and become a puddle of flesh, this is the most unacceptable way to die!

The scenery covered her eyes and did not dare to look. She thought in her heart that she would fall to the ground in a few seconds, but when she counted the "three, two, one" thirty-first times, the pain did not strike.

She opened her eyes quietly, and through the crevices of her fingers, she saw the gentle smile of a man.

The scenery was taken aback, and he completely put his hands down.

This is a house surrounded by bamboo forests, and she is in the courtyard of the house at the moment, and she is sitting...in the arms of this man.

The man is in white clothes and white hair, and his face is beautiful that cannot be accurately described. His obsidian-like eyes are filled with a smile, and his eyes are like clear water. He has a refined and elegant temperament, which makes people photographed. Don't dare to profanity.

His thin lips are slightly raised, they are charmingly curved, and even his voice is soft as the wind, "I am here, why are you panicking?"

He raised his hand and flicked her forehead, a chuckle overflowing from the corner of his lips.

Seductive.