"When you meet this kind of person in the future, don't pay attention to him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Riding on the bamboo crane, Chi Yufeng looked ahead and said lightly.

Although there was not much emotion revealed, Ji Yayun listened to his words, and a warm current surged in his heart. Ah Feng is caring about himself.

"I never paid attention to him, but he was like a thatch worm, and he couldn't get rid of him." Ji Yayun said.

The thatch insect is a type of caterpillar in the cultivation realm, which secretes a strange mucus that is colorless and odorless. I like to stick to people's clothes or animal fur the most, and the sticking is extremely firm, no matter how you shoot it, you can't shoot it off. It was annoying, especially for the friars, who were disgusted by this kind of caterpillar that could easily affect their own image.

"If you don't eat the toast, then let him taste the penalty wine." Late Imperial Wind Channel.

The implication is that for this kind of skinless and faceless person, no need to be polite, and a direct and violent solution will definitely be more direct and effective than reasonable polite alienation.

"I will." Ji Yayun clenched her fists, in fact, if it weren't for Chi Yufeng's presence today, she wanted to maintain her ladylike image. That color embryo has already been beaten by her, with a blue nose and swollen face, and teeth all over the ground.

Hmph, it's not the first time she's done this kind of trivial thing.

It's just that this Wang Sihai never seems to have a long memory. was beaten this time, and in a blink of an eye, it seemed that he had forgotten, and when he saw her, he had to step forward and move his hands and feet.

The next time I meet him, I must hit him and he can't move for a few days.

Unexpectedly, God gave face so much, and soon sent this opportunity to her perfectly.

Zhongxiu Peak is a small mountain peak in the north of Dieying Peak, there is a hot spring on the top of the mountain, so the mountain is like spring all year round, the flowers are undefeated all year round, the bees and butterflies flutter in it, and the scenery is picturesque. The only regret is that the aura here is very thin, and it is better than nothing.

Many young nuns like to come here to play, and by the way, pick some delicate flowers to make sachets.

There are only four petals of the delicate flower, and the color of the pink water spirit is extremely bright, if there is a drop of crystal dew standing on it, it can immediately make people feel pity, and there is an urge to hold it in the palm of the hand.

The sachets made from the petals of delicate flowers have the effect of repelling mosquitoes, and when a certain number of them are reached, they can also avoid the miasma of the jungle. So it is very popular, in order to conform to the name of Jiaohua, and specially named this sachet - Xiangyu.

The monk in charge of managing Zhong Xiufeng deliberately planted a delicate flower in the Chaoyang area in the south of the mountain, which attracted a large number of female monks to come to play, and also attracted some womanizers with unscrupulous hearts.

Wang Sihai is one of the frequent visitors here, and today he was hit by Ji Yayun again, so he walked around here to see if he could get a simple little female cultivator, so as to make up for his injured soul.

Not to mention, he was lucky today, as soon as he arrived on the mountain, he saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old female cultivator, holding a serpentine medicine pestle and drumming something in a bronze bowl.

"Little sister, what are you doing? Do you want my brother to help you? There was a flirtatious flavor in the tone.

Jiang Li, who was concentrating on pounding flower petals, had already sensed that someone was approaching, but felt that no one dared to do anything to her in Qingyunmen, and Si Xuan was nearby. So, I didn't look up to see who it was.

Leng couldn't help but hear a greasy sound, and suddenly felt a layer of goosebumps all over his body, and the hand that pounded the medicine pestle couldn't help but shrink. Whose voice is so terrible? Jiang Li looked up in horror and glanced at the visitor.

Wang Sihai squeezed his eyebrows and put on an expression that he thought he was suave and kind.

However, romantic and suave is originally a word with a distance, and it has to appear cordial, so how tangled and terrible this contradictory expression is, you can imagine.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Li vigilantly covered the bronze bowl with one hand and held the snake-shaped medicine pestle with the other, and beat him up if he didn't agree with him.

Although she didn't know Wang Sihai, she didn't know that he was notorious and had bad deeds. But that didn't stop her from instinctively disgusting the man, feeling that he smelled disgusting from the inside out.

Wang Sihai was stunned, he seemed to have just said a word, how about it? This little girl looks like she is facing a great enemy, and she wants to beat him at any time, is it possible that his luck has weakened recently, and whoever sees it looks like a beating?

But the little girl's long eyelashes were like a little brush, as if the soft feathers were tickling his heart, crispy and numb, and he couldn't help but color his heart again.

Reaching out to touch Jiang Li's face: ""Oh, sister, don't be so nervous, my brother just wants to work hard to see you, ah...... Pain and pain......"

Not only did he not touch Jiang Li, but before he could finish his words, he was knocked directly by Jiang Li, who couldn't bear it, more than a dozen times. The "bang-bang" sound was crisp and neat, and every sound fell firmly on Wang Sihai.

"Don't fight, don't fight, you're going to die...... Help, save ....... Wang Sihai wanted to resist, but he was horrified to find that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be imprisoned, and he only rampaged in his body, but he couldn't mobilize it, so he could only keep begging for mercy and wailing.

Chi Yufeng and Ji Yayun passed above Zhong Xiufeng, and happened to hear someone screaming. I couldn't help but wonder who was so bold as to dare to openly commit murder in Qingyun Gate. The two looked at each other suspiciously, and decided to go down and have a look.

As a result, a person was seen holding a weapon in his hand and striking a person like rain. And the person who was beaten only held his head in his hands, and kept rolling on the ground and screaming.

What is puzzling is that the beaten person doesn't know why, and he can roll directly out of the beaten range, but after rolling half a circle, he seems to have encountered an invisible wall, and he returned to continue to be beaten.

The two jumped down from the bamboo crane and hurried over.

"People are screaming like this, and Zhong Xiufeng's steward doesn't care." Ji Yayun's voice stopped abruptly when he saw the person standing in front of him.

Zhong Xiufeng's steward, thin and tall, with his hands on his sleeves, stood a few feet away from the incident site like a lonely crutch, watching the tragedy happen for a long time.

"Senior Brother Gao, what's going on?" Chi Yufeng hurriedly asked.

Gao Daquan is usually a warm-hearted monk, and he often draws his sword to help when he sees injustice, what is going on today?

Gao Daquan stopped them with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Is it Wang Sihai's dead boy who was beaten?" ”

If you want to talk about the entire Qingyunmen, Gao Daquan depends on who is the most unhappy, it is none other than Wang Sihai. Relying on the reputation of his dead father, he was lawless and evil, and he didn't know how many young girls he had harmed. If it weren't for the support of a Yuanying Patriarch, he would have wanted to beat this thief a long time ago.

Hearing that Wang Sihai was beaten, Ji Yayun couldn't help but be puzzled, and at the same time felt very happy. This kind of person should teach him a hard lesson, but unfortunately it is not his own hands.

Ji Yayun glanced at Chi Yufeng secretly, and saw that he was staring at the "perpetrator" with his eyebrows twisted slightly, and then sighed slightly.

"What is there to be sorry for this scourge." Ji Yayun thought that Chi Yufeng was lamenting that Wang Sihai was beaten.

Chi Yufeng shook his head, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This Ah Li, it's really ...... There is nowhere to find the iron shoes. "I didn't find a shadow for a few days, but I ran into it here.

Just as they were chatting, Jiang Li had already stopped, and pointed at the person who was curled up in a ball on the ground with a serpentine medicine pestle, and kept howling, and scolded loudly: "It's so ugly, and the voice is so ugly, it still comes out scary, and the smell of your whole body, don't you even take a bath?" ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, and a yellow figure in the distance that no one had seen unconsciously smiled when he heard the words.

This disciple is not good at anything, and the only good thing is that he still has a good skin. Even if the cultivation world of handsome men and beautiful women is not top, it is not bad, and with the swagger, he is also the son of Yushu Linfeng. It's a pity that in Jiang Li's eyes, only the words "ugly and smelly" remained.