Chapter 2379 Sister Bing?

Feeling the bitter cold air swelling around the woman in white, Jing Fei subconsciously took two steps back, but he really couldn't stand it. Even the Dragon Lord Yang Wushang quickly retreated, feeling awesome inside.

Jing Fei felt even more confused and speechless.

Am I that old?

What does this mean?

Could it be that the name mentioned in the previous article is because I am old?

Thinking of this, Jing Fei suddenly realized that women are all beautiful animals, and what they fear most is that others always say you are fat and ugly. It seems that the master Yang Wushang is also a kind of person. Although he is outrageously powerful, he cares about these small things. To put it bluntly, he is the kind of person who wants to save face.

He was depressed, but Jing Fei didn't dare to say it, so he immediately changed his words and apologized: "Yes, I'm the wrong call, I, I..."

After a long time, Jing Fei was in a terrible headache. He couldn't call him old. So what should he call him? I'm not familiar with you. Since the senior doesn't work, do you want me to call him aunt?

Jing Fei now confirmed that there was a woman in front of him, but he didn't dare to call him Auntie, because the name Auntie was clearly called Lao?

Who knows if Yang Wushang, the nervous master, will be equally dissatisfied?

Is it called sister?

Just as he thought of this title, Jing Fei, he got goose bumps. Without saying anything else, Yang Wushang was an old man in his sixties and seventies. His master must be at least seventies and eighties, eighties and nineties. He said that he was an old monster, and he asked himself to call him sister. Jing Fei would rather hit him head-on to death. He really couldn't call such a close-knit title.

Suddenly, Jing Fei saw the crooked mouth and eyes beside him, and his heart moved and immediately said, "Then I will call you uncle, look..."

Jing Fei was also helpless. He wanted to call him Master. According to Yang Wushang's theory, he had to call him Master. But Master was quite old when he heard this. He thought to himself, don't you care that others call you older? I call you Master Uncle. Is this OK?

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"Master, no"

The woman in white said coldly, directly rejecting the title.

Maddan, this is not OK, that is not OK, Jing Fei is also a little angry. He was already holding a dead pig's mentality that he was not afraid of boiling water, and couldn't help but say, "Then what do you think I should call you?"

Not only Jing Fei collapsed, but Yang Wushang, who was on the other side, also collapsed. Yes, master, what do you mean? What do you want this guy to call you?

The woman in white was silent for more than ten seconds before two words appeared: "Whatever."

"ha?"

Not only Jing Fei collapsed, but Yang Wushang also collapsed.

Looking at the illusory face and figure of the woman in white, Jing Fei gritted his teeth and tried to do so: "How about I call you sister or sister?"

Jing Fei's words were purely intentional anger, because no matter how he divided it, he could not call it that unless he was seeking death. This is Yang Wushang's master. What is it that he called his sister or sister? In fact, Jing Fei really thought of a title, called Miss or Girl. However, the word Miss is too ambiguous now, and only the title of a girl is OK, but he was also stimulated by the attitude of the woman in white. Madan, I don't call her anymore. My name is Sister. What do you think of you?

What made Jing Fei speechless was that the woman in white did not object to Jing Fei's words when she heard it. Although she did not agree, the turbulent aura on her body was obviously calmed down and no longer churn. She suddenly recognized the title. As for whether she called her sister or sister, she didn't say...

Jing Fei is really speechless now. It is unprecedented for women to care about their age.

The same Yang Wushang also collapsed again. He grabbed a strand of his hair with force, but he didn't feel anything. There was only one voice in his heart asking himself: If Jing Fei calls his master sister, what is he called Jing Fei? Master?

Oh my God!

Yang Wushang is really going crazy.

What made him even more speechless was that the woman in white said again at this moment: "It's just a title, don't worry too much."

With a word, Jing Fei and Yang Wushang almost lay on the ground together. Are we concerned? Is it because you have been concerned?

Taking a deep breath to calm the ten thousand grass horses in his heart, Jing Fei pretended to be casual and asked: "Sister, don't you know what you asked me to come here for? Do you have any instructions?" But he was joking in his heart, calling this question was over, but the matter had not been mentioned yet...

The woman in white didn't say anything, but turned gently to look at Yang Wushang on one side.

"Oh, Long Wei has something to ask me for something just now, but I actually forgot..."

Yang Wushang slapped his forehead and disappeared.

Jing Fei was covered in black. This immortal is just trying to escape and find a decent excuse. Is this an insult to his IQ?

But Jing Fei had no choice. The woman in white was obviously her target. Lord Dragon Lord clearly didn't dare to participate.

"This sister..."

Jing Fei turned his head and looked at the woman in white, but was very surprised. The two were only two or three meters apart at this time, but they couldn't see each other's face clearly. They obviously didn't have any on each other's body, and they didn't even have a layer of smoke, but he could only see a calm body outline, with a slender figure, um, and a bulge in front and a back, saying it was very exaggerated. As for what her face looked like, Jing Fei couldn't tell at all, and could only vaguely see the long blue hair hanging from the back of her head...

It was this long blue hair that made Jing Fei confirm that the other party was the big ice sculpture. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that this woman seemed to have chased her to Hong Kong and Kowloon and beat her up twice, which was so cruel.

Since I have beaten myself once, I shouldn't continue to make things difficult for me, right?

Jing Fei thought so, and he felt that Yang Wushang's master should not be so rude. If he wanted to kill him, he would have died as early as Hong Kong and Kowloon, he shouldn't have waited until now.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing that Jing Fei didn't say anything, the woman in white suddenly asked.

"ah?"

Jing Fei came to his senses and found that the woman in white was quietly looking at him. Although he still couldn't see the woman's eyes, Jing Fei felt this way. The other party was looking at him. He didn't know if this was the reason for his breakthrough in cultivation.

"No, before I thought about it, uh, sister, what's the matter, you asked me to come?" Jing Fei smiled brightly and said, "I guess it must be a big deal. Sister, you are the Dragon Lord's master, and you can't use me for ordinary things." This sentence clearly has a compliment.

"Hmph." The woman in white hummed softly and she lost her words again.

Jing Fei was speechless, what is this? If you don’t let yourself talk, do you think you talk too much?

Thinking of this, Jing Fei simply stopped talking, and stopped talking if he didn't let him say anything, waiting for the woman in white to ask questions.

But what surprised Jing Fei was that the woman in white didn't say anything, and the atmosphere in the hall became more and more depressing, making people breathless.

What made Jing Fei speechless was that the woman in white turned around and looked at the direction of the entrance of the hall. She didn't even look at herself. She stood there alone in a quiet daze, as if she had forgotten Jing Fei to the sky...

What's this called?

You asked me to come, but now I don't say anything?

Jing Fei felt sorry for his heart and waited for five or six minutes. Seeing that the woman in white had no intention of speaking, he could only say carefully: "This sister Bing..."

The name Sister Bing is intentional. I don’t know what your name is. If you ask me to call my sister, I will call me sister. You are so cold, wouldn’t it fit me just by calling you Sister Bing?

"Yeah?" The woman in white said "Yeah", but did not look back, and was not even dissatisfied with Jing Fei's sudden change of title.

"Well, what's the matter with you asking me to come?" Jing Fei was also surprised, but he didn't think much and asked carefully, feeling a little nervous. He probably didn't just want to repair himself. It seems that his attitude is not the case at the moment.

"I heard that a lot of things happened in the capital recently, and they all have something to do with you?" asked the woman in white, and she still turned her back to Jing Fei without looking back.

"Yes, many people died, but they have no direct relationship with me. They died because they deserve to die." Jing Fei disagreed and told the truth.

"Is that true?" The woman in white still did not look back.

"Yes." Jing Fei smiled.

"snort"

The woman in white snorted and stopped talking.

Jing Fei was really depressed. What was this called? He snorted at any time and then didn't say anything. Although the back of the woman in white in front of him looked graceful, who knows what she looked like? Maybe it was ugly, otherwise why wouldn't she let her face be seen?

Jing Fei thought so.

"Yang Wushang said that your cultivation has broken through the innate realm. Is this a matter?" The woman in white actually spoke first this time, but the topic was completely different and completely inconsistent with the previous ones.

"I don't know either, it seems, right?" Jing Fei smiled bitterly, and to be honest, he couldn't tell what level he was now.

"let me see!"

The woman in white finally turned around and then stretched out a white jade hand to grab Jing Fei's wrist...

What is incredible is that Jing Fei couldn't see the outline of this jade hand, but saw a very white and beautiful hand grabbing him.

Although he couldn't see it in detail, Jing Fei was sure that this hand was very good. However, at the same time, Jing Fei felt a sense of terror in his heart and subconsciously wanted to dodge because he knew very well the consequences of being caught by the other party.

But soon Jing Fei's face became even more ugly. The woman in white reached out to grab her and did not move too much, but she could not dodge her. To be precise, she had actually lost her ability to move. She seemed to be limited to a small space by a strange force and could not move at all, as if she had been used to immobilize...

Immediately afterwards, Jing Fei felt a smooth feeling coming from his wrist. It was clearly a soft jade hand on his wrist. By the way, this little hand was really soft, and it actually made Jing Fei feel a little familiar with it...

But Jing Fei had no time to think about this problem at this moment. His whole body became stiff, because the moment when his little hand grabbed his wrist, an extremely cold inner breath rushed into his whole body like a roar of mountains and roars, and he didn't let go of his dantian. He only completed all this in an instant. His inner breath had no ability to resist under the other party's inner breath, and was even frozen and frozen by the other party's cold inner breath...

Mama.

Isn't this woman going to kill herself?

Then I'm really shaking my hair?

Jing Fei's face turned pale in an instant, and there was no blood...

In addition, too many people want to see Bing'er, so they found a picture of a beautiful girl on the WeChat platform. Everyone, go and take a look. Do you think it is appropriate?

It’s Binger, not a big ice sculpture. There are already many beautiful pictures on the WeChat platform. If you haven’t followed it, please follow the “Xiaoxiaoxinger” official account and you can see it!
Chapter completed!