Chapter 409

Hearing Xu Qiming's name, Luo Yunzhu couldn't help but whisper to Feng Tianlan, "Is this child his own? It's such a cheap name."

Xu Qiming glanced at Luo Yunzhu coldly, she hurriedly stood up straight, "My hearing is not very good."

"Master, we really didn't lie. She is not only a high-level spiritual master, she is at least an intermediate spiritual sect." Zhao Haojiang anxiously explained why he didn't believe him.

Obviously what he said was the truth, Feng Tianlan also admitted it, why the uncle just didn't believe it.

"Lying needs to be more advanced. Even if she is an intermediate spirit sect, she can't beat you like this in an instant when facing dozens of you or more spirit masters." Xu Qiming looked at Zhao Haojiang solemnly, "You fight yourselves! With the injury so far, it is better to go back to recuperate quickly, lest the leg will be useless if it is delayed for a long time."

"Master, what I said is true." Zhao Haojiang exploded in anger, "They can all testify that she really interrupted us."

"Feng Tianlan?" Xu Qiming's eyes fell on Feng Tianlan, and after sizing him up again, he said to Zhao Haojiang, "It seems that you have done anything to please Pei'er. Really nice."

He had heard of the name Feng Tianlan, who used to be a genius of the Southern Xiao Kingdom, but later seemed to have a grudge with Pei'er, and Zhao Haojiang liked Pei'er, so naturally he wanted to bully her and please Pei'er.

"Uncle." Zhao Haojiang was so anxious that he forgot the pain of the broken leg, and also forgot to respect the old man, and shouted directly, "What I said is true, and she admitted it, why can't she be kicked out of Feishuang Pavilion .”

He's mad at him!

If it was any other uncle, no matter right or wrong, he would definitely stand on his side and kick him out directly, but there is no way to deal with Uncle Xu.

"Go out and say that our Feishuang Pavilion is bullying the weak by the strong? Do you say that dozens of disciples in Feishuang Pavilion who are more than spiritual masters were beaten to death by a little girl?" Xu Qiming gave Zhao Haojiang a cold look, "Don't you Face, Feishuang Pavilion needs face."

"Uncle Master..."

Zhao Haojiang still wanted to explain, but he heard Tu Xiupei's voice like a yellow warbler, "Brother Haojiang, Uncle Xu."

"Junior Sister Pei'er." Upon seeing her, Zhao Haojiang's eyes lit up, it was still Junior Sister Pei'er who was gentle and pleasant, even her voice was pleasant to listen to.

"Nephew Pei'er." Xu Qiming shouted in a solemn voice.

Tu Xiupei stepped forward step by step, first helped Zhao Haojiang up, then looked around, and then asked, "What's the matter, brothers? And sister, why did you come up first without waiting for me? Let me show you the room."

Zhao Haojiang took advantage of leaning on Tu Xiupei's body, and rubbed his arm on the plump Yufeng, "Junior Sister Pei'er, I finally understand why you have suffered so many times in her hands."

Tu Xiupei was very disgusted that Zhao Haojiang ate her tofu, but she pretended not to know, "What's the matter, brothers? Are you hurt like this?"

Zhao Haojiang talked about the cause and effect, and of course he didn't say anything about his bullying first. After all, it was really his fault that Mr. Xu was around.

"Impossible, my sister is just a high-level spiritualist, and my sister is kind-hearted, how could such a thing happen." Tu Xiupei covered her mouth in disbelief.

"Of course it's true, you know, I never lie."

Tu Xiupei was silent for a while, and then looked at Zhao Haojiang imploringly, "Brother Haojiang, no matter whether this is true or not, can you just let it be for my sake? She is my sister."