This inexplicable sense of familiarity with Hong Miao made Sang Ying a little dazed.

And this abnormality of hers, in the eyes of others, is resentment and dissatisfaction with her love rival.

It happened that the eldest lady of the Red Dragon Clan was also somewhat familiar with Sang Ying, and she also had an inexplicable disgust. This disgust prompted her not only to not pretend not to see her and pass him by, but to take small steps and take the initiative to get closer.

:

"Is this sister Qinglong? Today is the first time I meet my sister. I think she knows who I am, right?"

"I don't know who you are?" Sang Ying was still in a hurry to go shopping with her mother-in-law, and just wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible.

The smile on Hong Miao's face froze. She felt like she had experienced such a scene many times, but she had obviously lived a very happy life before, so no one would dare to talk to her like this.

As soon as her thoughts changed, Hong Miao stopped her smile and gave Sang Ying a pitiful and sympathetic look: "I'm so sorry, sister, Jingshan and I can't help ourselves, so I'm destined to be sorry for you. But if you encounter any difficulties in the future

, you can still come to us for help.”

"I'm not your sister." Sang Ying replied in a calm tone, not intending to be angry at all, but everyone watched helplessly as the young lady replied with a normal expression and drew her sword.

The long sword glowed with cold light and was pressed against the tip of Hong Miao's nose: "You are blocking us like this, but you want to fight with me?"

Sang Ying's sudden move startled Hong Miao, because her previous aura seemed like she was about to draw a sword and cut her down.

Hong Miao couldn't help but shrink back: "Of course not, why do you think so? Why should I fight you if I have nothing to do?"

Hearing this, Sang Ying put her sword back and said, "In this case, please get out of the way."

Hong Miao really didn't want to give in like this, but she had always liked fun, clothes, and jewelry. She felt that she didn't need to care about cultivation because of her noble status, so her strength was average.

And Sang Ying looked so powerful that she really didn't dare to confront him head-on.

After Hong Miao got out of the way, Sang Ying supported Mrs. Lan Xin and prepared to leave.

But after only taking two steps, Mrs. Lan Xin suddenly looked back at Hongmiao: "Girl, I only gave birth to one daughter, Qinglong. I hope you won't come up to us to recognize relatives casually in the future. If you are short of money, let me know.

That’s it, we will also give some charity, but there is no need to call my daughter my sister.”

"Also, you must keep a close eye on your fiancé. If he can break off the engagement once, there is no guarantee that he will not break off the second time. How can such a perfidious, unscrupulous and incompetent man be worthy of being my daughter's husband? Don't say that.

If he gets married, even if he gets married, I will consider it!"

After saying these words coldly, Mrs. Lan Xin did not even look at Hong Miao's extremely ugly face, but took Sang Ying and left.

The confrontation between the two parties at the gate of the courtyard quickly spread throughout Jialan City, and Xuanjingshan, who was preparing for the competition in another post house, naturally also learned about it soon.

At that time, he was practicing swordplay in the martial arts academy of the post house. When he heard the words relayed by his servants, he struck down with his sword, and a long crack opened on the solid floor of the martial arts academy.

When the servants on the side saw this, sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Mrs. Lan Xin really said that?" Xuan Jingshan threw away the broken sword and asked while wiping his hands slowly.

Of course, the servant did not dare to lie, so he could only answer tremblingly: "She said so, and now the news has spread throughout Jialan City."

He glanced at Xuan Jingshan's expression and quickly added: "But everyone took this as a joke and thought that Mrs. Lan Xin was a lunatic. It is obvious that her daughter is not worthy of you."

"A joke?" Xuan Jingshan tilted his head slightly, "She is a joke, then I am the joke in the mouth of the joke!"

With a slight exertion in his hand, the handkerchief instantly turned into powder.

Originally, I wanted to give the White Dragon Clan a little face in this competition and prevent all their people from being eliminated. But since the other party is shameless, don't blame him for being rude!

"Pass the news, I don't want to see anyone from the White Dragon Clan enter the top 100 this time!" Xuanjingshan ordered in a cold voice.

The servant quickly responded and passed on the message.

Everyone who heard their young master's instructions secretly sighed: This time the White Dragon Clan is really going to be in bad luck.

The people chosen by the Black Dragon Clan this time are all those who have just retired from the battlefield of gods and demons, and they are all extremely fierce. Those people from the White Dragon Clan will definitely not get any good results.

What a pity for the eldest lady of the White Dragon Clan!

Sang Ying, who had no idea that someone was feeling sorry for her, went to the martial arts academy of their post house after accompanying Mrs. Lan Xin to buy everything.

The people of the Red Dragon Clan have always had a bad temper. Because they arrived at the posthouse before them, they occupied the martial arts academy and refused to use it for the White Dragon Clan.

The people who followed this time were all those who had been on the battlefield with Sang Ying, and none of them were willing to tell Sang Ying about this, for fear that she would be distracted by her practice and not be able to give Xuanjing Mountain a good beating.

If Sang Ying hadn't followed Mrs. Lan Xin out for a walk and accidentally heard someone talking about this matter, she might have been kept a secret by those boys.

But now that they know it, they are not busy punishing them. As the young master, Sang Ying is respected and protected by them, and of course she must also protect her own people.

So as soon as she came back, she went straight to the martial arts academy, no matter what, she had to fight for the right to use the martial arts academy for her tribe.

With this desire to find trouble, Sang Ying made her way to the Wuyuan without any hindrance.

Before she even reached the door, the noise inside reached her ears. Sang Ying stepped in and saw that a young man who looked somewhat similar to Hong Miao was fighting a group of tall men with his bare hands.

There was obviously only one person on the other side, but he was able to use his fists to knock away the people who were coming up to him one by one without using any spiritual power.

One even flew down to Sang Ying's feet, causing deep cracks in the floor tiles at her feet.

Sang Ying did not come forward to disturb him, but soon there was no one left standing in the entire martial arts academy except the young man.

"There is no one here? Tsk, you are vulnerable. Do you want to compete with other dragons with such strength?" The young man cursed a few times, until he couldn't hold his head up, and then stopped for a moment.

A bit satisfied.

As soon as he turned his head, he met Sang Ying's eyes.

The young man frowned unconsciously: "The eldest lady of the White Dragon Clan?"

The young man, Hong Yan, the young master of the Red Dragon Clan, had also heard about his sister's humiliation early on. Although he felt that his sister was very different from before, and her temperament was not what he liked. But the other party was his sister after all.

No matter how bad it is, it's not outsiders' turn to say it.

So he subconsciously developed a dislike for Sang Ying and others.

Sang Ying corrected him: "You are the young master of the White Dragon clan."

"There is no difference, so Miss Bai, why are you coming to the martial arts academy?" Hong Yan asked.

Sang Ying frowned slightly: "The martial arts academy is open to everyone, but I heard that you are occupying the martial arts academy and not allowing the White Dragon clan to use it, so I came here to ask for an explanation."

"What's there to say? If you can, grab it. If you can't, don't use it. Don't you understand such a simple truth?" Hong Yan sneered.

Sang Ying nodded after hearing this: "So, am I here to rob you?"

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Hey, I don’t want Queque to update less... Of course, if Queque hadn’t been in trouble, he would have wanted to update more~

Thank you all for your support and love, I will continue to work hard!


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