Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character is a Squeamish Bag

Taoshu can at least withstand two or three punches.

Then, he could drop a field of peaches for himself to eat.

This Xuanyuan Ling'er is really weak.

Su Nuo felt a little disappointed, hum, obviously they were bragging before.

Tell me how powerful she is.

Although I didn't express my expectations, my heart was still full of longing.

After all, it's not a thing that the body has been suppressed all the time.

You also need an opponent.

"It's really weak."

Su Nuo's voice was soft, with a hint of coquettishness.

She looked at Xuanyuan Ling'er with a little helplessness.

Xuanyuan Ling'er only felt a burst of burning between her heart and lungs, as if some kind of flame was swaying between her breaths.

In fact, the body couldn't take it anymore, Naihe looked at Su Nuo's eyes, and heard Su Nuo's words, and was even more annoyed.

Who is Su Nuo? The insignificant existence they used to beat as sandbags.

She even dared to do this.

Does she have any magic weapon, or some sorcery!

She's just a piece of trash with no aura.

Why can you stand here, in front of so many people, and defeat yourself.

Her face was dark and ugly, she clenched her fingers violently, picked up her own silver dragon whip uselessly, and whipped it towards Su Nuo.

Su Nuo thought it was over, at this time she was looking at Yan Huan under the table and laughing, when she suddenly noticed a cold light in front of her eyes.

She stretched out her hand to block it, grabbed the silver whip with her backhand, swung it vigorously, and Xuanyuan Ling'er flew out.

Su Nuo was a little angry, Xuanyuan Ling'er was considered a sneak attack just now.

Immediately, pull it in your hand, and rot this mysterious magic weapon.

Seeing his beloved disciple, Elder Yun was about to throw him on the ground, so he flew up quickly and reached out to catch it.

Xuanyuan Ling'er, who was as angry as a silk, opened her mouth and vomited blood.

"Master, she...she has a problem."

After Xuanyuan Linger finished speaking these words weakly, her fingers trembled uncontrollably, but she still stubbornly pointed at Su Nuo on the stage.

"Master, I know, you should rest well."

Elder Yun ordered the other disciples to send Xuanyuan Ling'er down, frowned, and looked angrily at Su Nuo on the test platform.

"Where the hell are you?"

He knew about Su Nuo, he was also the one who agreed to Ling'er earlier to let Su Nuo practice as a sandbag for inner disciples.

At that time, he felt that Su Nuo was very weird, but he didn't see anything from her.

So I thought about throwing it in the inner door. After a long time, I can discover some clues.

Who knew that this Su Nuo would have such a great fortune, since he slipped away, he became a direct disciple.

Heh, only one or two elders of the huge Qingyun sect who retreated a hundred years ago are not as powerful as themselves.

So what if she is a direct disciple.

"Well."

Su Nuo looked at the fierce old man in front of her, and blinked aggrievedly.

She doesn't know what a monster is.

But looking at the appearance of this old man, one can guess that it must not be a good word.

She is not.

Thinking about it, Su Nuo's apricot eyes soon filled with water vapor, looking very pitiful.

Tan Changan, who was sitting at the top, was about to speak when he felt a bone-chilling chill all over his body.

Knowing that the elder brother is coming, he didn't move immediately, pulling Wei Buyan, and the two of them obediently did their best.

Ci Chen suddenly appeared and stood beside Su Nuo.

"Master."

Seeing Ci Chen, Su Nuo felt even more wronged in her heart.