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Chapter 1085: Yan Ziyi and Meng Linger take the lead and teach the young ladies of Feiyangba a lesso



Chapter 1085: Yan Ziyi and Meng Linger take the lead and teach the young ladies of Feiyangba a lesso

Meng Ling'er wasn't someone to be trifled with. She didn't waste any words, her fingers twitching slightly, her lips moving. In front of the Taoist temple, which had been calm and peaceful, a small whirlwind suddenly appeared from nowhere, carrying leaves and dust, and swept in along the way.

The young ladies who were cursing and the servants and soldiers who were barking at the same time all had their mouths filled with dust.

For a moment, rotten leaves, dead branches, dust and sand danced wildly, surrounding and attacking the uninvited guests.

At the same time, Yan Ziyi also took the opportunity to test the effectiveness of the magic he had been practicing recently.

The tornado had just ended. The ladies, covered in dust, coughed and finally spit out the sand and dirt in their mouths. They were about to start cursing.

Yan Ziyi attracted a group of cute little sparrows to fly happily towards this side.

Yan Ziyi was kindhearted and did not attract the swarm of bees from the hornet's nest.

Those sparrows were attracted by Yan Ziyi's magic. They landed on the hair of the young ladies and the servants, pecked at them, and even pooped before leaving.

Suddenly, there was a burst of ghostly howling and cursing.

The onlookers were truly amazed today. It was the first time they had seen these overbearing young ladies being treated so badly.

It was such a delight! At first, the people were trying not to laugh out loud. But it was so satisfying, and Huamian was so funny, who could resist?

The people covered their mouths with their sleeves and laughed so hard that their shoulders shook.

The servants and soldiers of the various mansions, who usually beat or scolded the people, are now unable to protect themselves and are anxious and helpless.

At this time, the cursing young ladies also realized that they had been tricked and were being bullied by the magic of these stinky Taoist priests and cultivators in front of them.

If they don't admit their mistakes, they will be bullied but will not be able to find evidence to prove that it was the Taoist priests and cultivators who bullied them.

The young ladies all came from big families, so they naturally knew one thing: when the situation was stronger than the person, they should first admit defeat and submit, and then make long-term plans after they were out of trouble.

So, one of the ladies suppressed her anger and forced a smile and said:

"Master, Fairy Lady, we are sorry for our ignorance and any offense we may have caused. We hope you will forgive us."

Yan Ziyi and Meng Ling'er exchanged a glance, their lips curling up slightly. Yan Ziyi coughed lightly and said, "Never mind, since you sincerely admit your mistakes, we are not petty people."

When the ladies heard this, they nodded in agreement. At this moment, a small voice suddenly rang out from the crowd:

"Hmph, don't think that this is the end of it. When we return, we will make sure you don't get into trouble."

The person speaking was a young lady in purple, looking incredibly miserable. She was covered in dirt and dust, so much so that even her own mother wouldn't recognize her. Her hair was a mess, with a pile of fresh bird droppings hanging from it. She looked as miserable as could be.

It thought no one noticed her. Meng Linger frowned and was about to cast a spell to teach him a lesson.

Yan Ziyi held her back and said softly, "Let them go back first and see what tricks they can come up with."

Meng Ling'er nodded and waved her hand. The disciples who had cast spells all retracted theirs.

Yan Ziyi signaled the young ladies and the servants to leave.

This group of people ran away in disgrace as if they had been pardoned.

Seeing this, the people burst into cheers and gave thumbs up to Yan Ziyi and Meng Linger.

Meng Ling'er and Yan Ziyi brought their fellow disciples back to the training ground, talking and laughing, still unable to recover from the satisfying feeling they had just had.

Yun Yi Sanren's cold voice sounded: "In the future, if someone comes to the Taoist temple and the sect to cause trouble and dares to bully you, don't worry about being retaliated.

Disciples, just use these extremely insulting but harmless spells to greet them."


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