When Chu Youning saw this scene, her mouth was wide open, and she recovered, pulled Chu Zichen's sleeves, and pointed to Duanmu Yawang: "Brother Dahuang, De, Deyin..."

"He is not called Gongyu Deyin."

Chu Zichen watched the woman with long black hair flying in the wind, she was so beautiful that she was eye-catching, and said, "If I guessed correctly, she is called Duanmu Yawang."

Duanmu Yawang?

When the people present heard it, they only felt that the name was strange, but faintly, they felt a little familiar, as if they had heard it somewhere.

It's just that they can't remember where they heard it...

Of course, some people remembered that Chu Jialan was one of the past. His gentle eyes looked at Duanmu Yawang, and he didn't know what he thought of. He smiled, with a clean and gentle smile: "Deyin, it turns out that you are Duanmu Yawang. "

Chu Zichen and Chu Jialan talked, and they didn’t hide their voices. Their voices were not small. Duanmu Yawang Huofei and Xiao Bailu naturally heard them. Xiao Bailu pointed his fingers and said carefully: "Master, what should I do, Chu Zi Chen seems to recognize you."

"Recognize it when you recognize it."

Duanmu Yawang smiled, her eyebrows were very beautiful, and while the four monks were also stunned by her black eyes, she turned around, holding swords and fists: "Since the two majesty recognized me , Then let's get to know it again, I am Duanmu Yawang."

Chu Jialan smiled, came down a few steps, stood opposite her, and said: "De..." When he said, he had a meal and smiled: "I have always wanted to meet Miss Duanmu. I am lucky today."

Duanmu Yawang raised her eyebrows: "Your Royal Highness is polite."

Miss Duanmu?

Gongyu Deyin is really a woman?

After Chu Jialan mentioned this, everyone suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and they remembered something, shaking their throats and said, "Surely she, she, she is the world's number one waste, the number one ugly woman Duanmu Yawang?"

"Should be... no, shouldn't it?"

Everyone looked at Duanmu Yawang in front of them, in a daze, they were not sure at all.

In this world, there was only one with black hair and black eyes. It seemed to be called Duanmu Yawang. However, the woman in front of her was the one who could fight the four Hua sect cultivators alone. She was still the great pharmacist who brought the dead back to life!

Isn't it ridiculous to say that she is the number one waste in the world?

She is a waste like this, so what are they who are far behind her?

A lump of shit?

Also, is she still the number one ugly woman in the world?

How ugly is she?

She just lifted her mask, her face fell off, her hair danced, and their heartbeats missed a beat.

When they had never seen a person with black hair and black eyes, all of them thought that a black hair and black eyes must be extremely ugly. After all, the black group, this look has no sense of beauty at all, just like a pool of stagnant water.

However, now, when they really saw a black-haired and dark-eyed person, they realized how ridiculous their original thoughts were!

The black-haired and black-eyed person who is known as the world's first ugly woman in front of her, her black eyes seem to be carrying thousands of stars, and they are incredibly bright and dazzling. The arc makes you want to reach out and touch it.

On the whole, the woman in front of me is so aura that no one can match!

There are two other women present, one is a female monk and the other is Chu Heling. Both of them are beautiful women with their own merits. However, when compared with her, they have become eclipsed!

The people present thought about it, looking at Duanmu Yawang, and then at the female monk and Chu Heling. Finally, they couldn't help but stay on Duanmu Yawang, their eyes full of stunning expressions.

Chu Heling felt it, from shock to anger, but at this time, she didn't dare to ask for trouble, she didn't dare to say anything while biting her lip.

Having reached this point, Duanmu Yawang naturally doesn't care what others think of her. Little Bailu nests into Huo Fei's arms and hugs them comfortably, "Fei Fei, the master still looks good now, right?"

"right."

Huo Fei touched his silver hair and nodded lightly.

At this time, Chu Zichen also came down from the steps, looked at her deeply, clasped his fists and said, "I'm so lucky to meet."

"Fortunately meeting." Duanmu Yawang also replied: "The demeanor of several highnesses is indeed extraordinary."

Chu Zichen looked at her lightly, noncommittal.

A few monks on one side came back to their senses at this time. Monk Fuchen squinted at her: "So you are Duanmu Yawang. I thought the rumors were made up. I didn't expect a black-haired and dark-eyed person to survive. now."

Duanmu Ya glanced at him, right when he was complimenting: "I'm overwhelmed."

"You don't want to be self-righteous!"

The sword in the female monk's hand pointed at her again and hummed: "My brother is not trying to praise you!"

"Oh." Duanmu Yawang shrugged dispensable.

Her nonchalant attitude annoyed the female monk, her eyes froze: "What kind of attitude are you? Are you looking down on us?" Then, before Duanmu Yawang answered, she sneered again: "Oh, you are just one. Black hair and black eyes, not even a blue eye. You lied to us that you don’t have ancient beasts on your body. Now that you have such a cultivation base, you are absolutely inseparable from ancient beasts! The ancient beasts must be on you!"

As soon as these words came out, many of the people present changed their faces, and they all looked at Duanmu Yawang thoughtfully.

This female monk may be right.

After all, when the ancient mythical beast appeared, she was actually in the ghost market...

"I will say it again."

Duanmu Yawang looked at the sword in her hand coldly, "I have never seen any ancient mythical beast. If the four of you don't listen to advice, don't blame me for your heavy hand!"

Brother Fuchen stared at her calmly: "It's up to you?"

Duanmuya twitched at the corner of her lips, her eyes were cold and cold, and her aura was astonishingly strong in an instant: "Why don't we, let's try? But, you lost your life, don't blame me."

"Ah!"

The female monk sneered, "Some people really don't shed tears if they don't see the coffin! Brother, what should we do with so much nonsense to her, let's make a quick decision!"

"good!"

As soon as these words came out, the four of them were too lazy to pay attention to Master Mo, and they all attacked Duanmu Yawang!

It's just that their bodies just flew into the air. Except for Monk Fuchen, the other three monks changed their faces suddenly, covering their abdomen and staring at Duanmu Ya: "You..."

Duanmu Ya looked at the corner of her lips, raised her hand, and waved her sleeve gently.

Her movement was light and light, and it looked meaningless. However, as soon as her movement came out, there was a burst of'pouch chick', like the sound of a broken silk cloth. Everyone was thinking about what was going on. Look, it was only then that the bodies of the three people were swelling and getting bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the robes on their bodies couldn't be wrapped up, and they shattered one after another!