The arrogant young master of blood Yin

"Which bastard ..."

Young lord Xue Yin stood up with a face full of anger. However, when he looked up, he was stunned. Then, he swallowed hard and his lecherous eyes wandered up and down her hot body.

"Yo! Another one! Looks like I'm in luck today!"

He sneered.

"Which clan is this person from? He's too bold! How dare you provoke the blood Yin sect!"

"Looking at her appearance and cultivation, I'm afraid her background is not small!"

The cultivators sized up the person and discussed.

"Hahaha! It was a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

At this time, another person squeezed out from the crowd. It was a white-haired old man. His face was full of smiles as he said to the xiuzhe in the surroundings,"Everyone, this is all a misunderstanding! I am Zhao Tianbao, an elder of the Zhao family!"

"The Zhao family? I have some impression ..."

The cultivators discussed in low voices.