When Peng Cheng finally stopped, he couldn't stand, and fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes closed, and he fainted.

Looking at his face again, it was red and swollen, turning into a pig's head, and traces of blood slowly oozing from the nostrils and corners of his mouth.

He ...... He's dead?" muttered a monk, a little incredulous of what he was seeing.

It wasn't just him, everyone present was stunned, their eyes wandered over the two of them, and their faces were even more shocked.

Ye Shijun was also stupid for a while, no wonder people didn't want you to help you just now, it turned out that you really had the ability to deal with Peng Cheng.

He walked a few steps quickly to Peng Cheng's side, squatted down to investigate carefully, stood up after a while, glanced at the finch who was fine, his eyes flashed, and he quickly returned to normal.

"Not dead, just fainted!"

He was silent for a moment, threw down a sentence lightly, then turned to look at Ye Xiaoman, hugged his fists and said, "The juniors were offended a lot just now, please forgive the seniors!"

The tone was flat but respectful, but as soon as the words came out, everyone present changed color when they heard it.

"Ye Daoyou, you ...... What does this mean? "One of the monks couldn't help but ask, the look on his face showing that he was still in shock and bewilderment.

Ye Xiaoman looked at Ye Shijun and raised his eyebrows slightly, this monk looks inconspicuous at first glance, although he is also handsome, but the righteous monks in the immortal cultivation world are generally not too ugly, this person belongs to the characters who are difficult to find when mixed in the crowd.

It's just that his cleverness and scheming are very surprising, just this small incident, he can guess her identity as a senior.

Of course, Ye Xiaoman would not think that Ye Shijun knew how high her cultivation was, but calling out the word senior, it was enough to see that this person had some scheming in his heart.

It's just that she looked at Ye Shijun, shook her head slightly, and said lightly: "Daoist friends may have some misunderstandings, what seniors are not seniors, I am just an ordinary foundation building monk, I have nothing to do and walk around, I really can't afford these two words of Daoyou." ”

She turned her head and said to the finch: "Finch, don't be naughty, it's not too early, we should also go!"

"Hey, I know my master!" said the finch, but turned around and spewed a ball of fire at the flying sword that had fallen to the ground.

Seeing that, the flying sword turned into a pile of liquid in front of everyone, and then gradually turned into ashes.

Que'er clapped her hands, and then walked towards Ye Xiaoman: "Master, let's go!"

Ye Xiaoman glanced at her helplessly, nodded, turned around and walked forward.

"Senior!" Ye Shijun called out without giving up.

Ye Xiaoman stopped and slowly turned his head: "Ye Daoyou, I said, I'm not a senior, and you don't have to follow us, it's good to have time to cultivate well." ”

After a pause, he said: "Although we don't have any friendship, but we can be regarded as having a one-sided relationship, and I will give you a sentence below: Sometimes, being too smart is not necessarily a good thing, so be friendly and do it yourself!

After speaking, he didn't look back, and still walked forward without hurry as before.

Ye Shijun looked at the backs of Ye Xiaoman and the three of them walking farther and farther, and was stunned for a long time unable to come back to his senses, not knowing which of Ye Xiaoman's words touched his heart.