The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

It is said that between people, after having a skin-to-skin relationship, the feeling will be different. Even if there is a contact through a whip, the other party's feeling in his heart will be different.

Between Lin Yun and the little beggar, and between the little beggar and the middle-aged man, the feeling has also changed.

Lin Yun poured almost all of her body's strength into the whip, and whipped it fiercely at the little beggar. And the middle-aged man glanced at the little beggar hanging on his body, and there was a faint scent at the end of his nose, which made him raise his palm, which was about to slap the little beggar, and grabbed it. Braids drawn towards them.

"Lin Yun, are you going to kill me too?" A sense of majesty rose from the middle-aged man, and he pushed straight towards Lin Yun.

With the coercion of the sky, this man turned out to be a one-sword star spirit master.

The little beggar raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Lin Yun unscrupulously. The provocative meaning in his eyes was very obvious. A great spiritual master of seven swords was simply not enough to look at in front of a spiritual master of seven swords and stars.

Between the ground level and the sky level, this kind of strength is not a gap, but a natural moat.

Of course, Lin Yun didn't miss the provocation in the little beggar's eyes, and she was proud of it, so she couldn't help feeling anxious. At this moment, she also knew that to deal with this little beggar, she had to deal with her own people first, and immediately said angrily, "Your Excellency Fang Chi, Didn't you see this little beggar drooling on my head? Also, as a heavenly rank, don't you see that there is something wrong with this little beggar?"

Fang Chi lowered his head to look at the little beggar who was still like an octopus, with his limbs wrapped around his body. Just when the little beggar raised his head, the two looked at each other, and the little beggar showed a pitiful look in his eyes , For an instant, it hit Fang Chi's mind directly, making him raise his hand to protect the little beggar in his arms without hesitation, and sneered, "I don't see anything wrong with this little beggar. A little beggar with no father and no mother to rely on, as the envoy of God who judges you, if you bully him, how will the believers treat you?"

"Your Excellency Fangchi, you..."

Before Lin Yun finished speaking, the little beggar burst into tears again, her nose bursting into tears, and she cried very sadly, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomatic , I just came here, woo woo woo, but those big brothers and uncles guarding the city gate refused to let me in, saying they wanted to catch the bad guys, woo woo woo, does the God of Judgment not like me?"

"No, no!" Fang Chi still somewhat disliked the little beggar. In fact, the little beggar wiped his snot and tears on his white priest robe without hesitation, so he had no choice but to hold the little beggar. He took her by the hand and walked forward, "Then uncle will take you in!"

"What?" Lin Yun became anxious when she heard that, and moved the whip in her hand forward, blocking the little beggar, "The entire holy city has been put under martial law, and no one can enter except those in the Temple of Judgment. Isn't Your Excellency Fang Chi ready to obey the orders of the gods?"

Is it so strict? No wonder before, death was not allowed in.

No one saw it, but a gleam flashed in the little beggar's eyes. That's right, this little beggar is the dressed up Bei Tinghuang. She was lying on a tree and was going to sleep until night, and then she found a chance to enter the city. Unexpectedly, she was so alive that she happened to meet someone from the Temple of Judgment passing by. If the saliva doesn't fall on this domineering woman, is there a better choice?