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After Cheng'an left, Wei Ci fell into deep thought.

Although Wei Ci didn't know what kind of spiritual root he was. However, is it true that a good spiritual root will definitely be able to cultivate into an immortal? The world is so big, I don't know how many people become immortals?

While Wei Ci was pondering, a man was wearing a light blue palace dress with fine cherry blossom petals embroidered on the corners of his skirt. The beautiful little girl with a jasper hairpin on her head and a thin silver wire beaded tassel walked up to Wei Ci and said loudly and dissatisfiedly: "Little beggar, get over there, you stink too much!"

The little girl pointed to a corner.

Wei Ci came back to his senses and looked at the little girl, and the arrogant and domineering expression on the little girl's face made Wei Ci frown slightly.

Seeing that Wei Ci didn't move, the little girl said, "Really! Why does a lowly person like you have a spiritual root? It can't be that the test went wrong! Before Wei Ci answered. The little girl yelled again, "Hey! Didn't you hear the words of the county lord, hurry up and get out! ”

The people around the little girl stood up and walked up to Wei Ci and knew that there was a good show to watch, and they all discussed it in whispers.

They heard from the people who came with this little girl that this little girl's name was An Yuanyuan, and she seemed to be a more favored county lord of Zhu Zhiguo, I really don't know if this little beggar can stand it!

And Zhang Qiaoxin, who was sitting not far from Wei Ci, also turned around when she heard An Yuanyuan's voice, and looked at the little girl who was yelling at Wei Ci with a slightly dissatisfied look. interjected: "If you can't stand it, go and avoid it in the corner!" Who's going to stop you? ”

An Yuanyuan didn't expect someone to intervene to help this little beggar, and replied arrogantly: "Shut up!" I'm a noble county lord, and what qualifications does a little beggar have to keep me avoided! Zhang Qiaoxin was a little scared when she heard that she was actually a county lord. Zhang Qiaoxin's parents are just ordinary ordinary people, and they haven't even seen a county order, so they can't help but feel scared.

However, Zhang Qiaoxin was still a little dissatisfied and muttered to himself: "What! Return the county lord! The whole shrew scolds the street......"

The people around Zhang Qiaoxin may have thought it was funny when they heard it, or they may have thought that Zhang Qiaoxin's analogy was very appropriate, and someone actually burst out laughing, which drove a group of people to laugh.

And when Zhang Qiaoxin helped Wei Ci fight, Wei Ci's face was already dark. If it weren't for the fact that An Yuanyuan was just an eleven or twelve-year-old child, she was embarrassed to deal with a child as an adult, Wei Ci would have slapped her a long time ago!

However, if this little county lord still doesn't know how to restrain herself, Wei Ci doesn't mind giving her an unforgettable lesson!

Seeing that everyone was laughing at her, An Yuanyuan stomped her feet angrily and shouted angrily: "You ......" An Yuanyuan still wanted to scold something, but she didn't wait for her to scold.

The door to the cabin opened.

Yang Hefeng walked in, looking at the people who were still making a mess with cold eyes, and the expressions of the frightened people were stunned. Some of the people who laughed were still open, revealing a row of big white teeth, and some of them were squeezing their eyebrows with the people they knew next door, and their expressions didn't have time to be retracted, they froze on their faces, which was particularly weird, if it wasn't for the wrong atmosphere, Wei Ci really wanted to laugh.

Yang Hefeng is cold, from the time Wei Ci saw him to the present, he has only heard him say a few words, and the expression on his face has hardly changed, in the face of such a serious person, Wei Ci is really a little hairy in his heart.

And now Wei Ci is unfortunately at the center of the contradiction, and has been baptized by the focus of Yang Hefeng's eyes.

At the moment when Yang Hefeng's eyes swept over, Wei Ci felt like a mountain was pressed on her body, making her gasp for breath and having a feeling of wanting to lie forward.

Wei Ci didn't want to stage a five-body drama in front of everyone, so he could only resist and not lie forward, and An Yuanyuan, who was also stared at on the side, had already fallen to the ground softly.

How can a mortal with no spiritual power resist the pressure brought by a person in the middle stage of foundation building!

But Wei Porcelain does not give in!

Yang Hefeng looked at the little beggar in front of him, a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect a thin beggar to be so unyielding!

Seeing that the little beggar was trying his best to resist, the eyes that were particularly bright because of the lack of flesh on his face were bloodshot and red at the moment, and he was staring at himself with a fierce look, Yang Hefeng didn't know why he unconsciously increased the suppression of the little beggar, he wanted to know how long the little beggar could hold back.

Wei Ci suddenly felt that the pressure on his body increased in vain, his body was vigorously crushed, his head was dizzy, as if he had fallen into darkness, and it didn't take long for Wei Ci to feel that something was about to gush out of his throat.

At this time, the light of the blood jade in Wei Ci's mind separated a trace of red light, and quickly wandered in the veins of Wei Cera's body, and the wounds where the red light swept over quickly healed.

Wei Ci only felt a warm current suddenly appear, and then the pressure dropped sharply, and the fishy sweetness he had just tasted in his mouth was forced back.

At the door of the cabin, Yang Hefeng saw that Wei Ci couldn't stand it, and withdrew his spiritual power, his eyes were a little happy, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said, "Heh...... You're good! Yang Hefeng's voice was a little hoarse, and the meaning was unclear.

After Yang Hefeng finished speaking, he threw a bottle to Wei Ci and left.

He didn't call Wei Ci a little beggar anymore, because he knew that a person who could stand up under the pressure of a monk in the middle of foundation building would never be a beggar!

People who don't know what happened were confused when they heard this and saw Yang Hefeng give Wei Ci something, they didn't have the slightest cultivation and didn't know what happened in just a few minutes, they didn't know why Yang Hefeng gave Wei Ci to Wei Ci, only Wei Ci, who was still panting roughly, knew why.

After Yang Hefeng left, An Yuanyuan returned to her own position with the support of a boy named Wei Yuanzhen who came with her, and before leaving, she glanced at the bottle in Wei Ci's hand, and glared at Wei Ci hatefully, but she didn't dare to shout again.

Wei Ci was really helpless with her, obviously she kept shouting in front of her, provoking Yang Hefeng, she didn't even say a word, and she was almost ended by Yang Hefeng. Wei Ci shook the bottle and poured it out when he found something inside.

Is it medicine?

Scold......

Hit a stick, give a date? Wei Ci took the medicine to his mouth and took it, and found that a warm current flowed through, and his spirit was much better.

After An Yuanyuan left, Zhang Qiaoxin and another little girl named Huang Yuzheng cautiously moved to Wei Ci's side and asked with concern, "Wei Ci, are you okay?" ”

Wei Ci smiled slightly and said softly: "It's okay, I took medicine." ”

Huang Yuzheng glanced at Wei Ci and said, "Don't be reckless!" That's an immortal, even if you take medicine, you won't get better so quickly! ”

Zhang Qiaoxin listened to it and said worriedly; "Are you really okay?"

Wei Ci nodded vigorously, indicating that it was really fine. Huang Yuzheng seemed to think that Wei Ci was being strong, and seeing that Wei Ci didn't admit it, he unhappily pulled Zhang Qiaoxin and left.

She thinks that she has always been misunderstood after coming into this world? Could it be that she doesn't fit in with the world?

Wei Ci sneered.

She didn't lie to Zhang Qiaoxin and Huang Yuzheng, she was really fine, and she was very good. When she was about to vomit blood suppressed by Yang Hefeng, she felt a warm current like the pill just now repairing her body, the injuries that had not been healed in the past had been repaired, and the pill she had just taken had no effect on her, but she still ate it to avoid her being discovered.

Thinking of this, Wei Ci touched his head.

Over here.....

What's there?