"You don't like what you look like." Yu Yu glanced at him from head to toe like a cargo, and that look was so red that Meng Qingyun couldn't help frowning.

"Senior sister's personal attack is not good...", he still maintained that smile, but at this time he looked a little stiff, and squeezed a sentence out of his teeth.

"Then it seems that you don't like verbal warfare." Hearing this, Meng Qingyun just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard another sentence floating over there: "I like to be beaten directly, right?" ”

Meng Qingyun never thought that he, a person in the late stage of Jindan, would be pressed and beaten by the junior sister in the middle stage of Jindan, and the other party had never used spiritual power, he simply picked up a stick that seemed to be drying clothes from somewhere, and he had no power to fight back.

At first, he was just dodging, and then he wanted to use his spiritual power to resist, but as soon as the spiritual power gathered, the pain of the stick falling instantly scattered them, and he didn't want to be too embarrassed, so he had to be forced to retreat.

He retreated to the edge of the mountain gate, the broken hair on his head had fallen a lot, and the light blue clothes on his body were all marks drawn by sticks, and the feather threw the clothes pole to the ground quite imposingly.

"Whatever you want, don't count it on me." If I can't turn you over now, I will do you sooner or later, and I will have a refreshing meal first.

Facing the pair of eyes that couldn't stir up any waves, Meng Qingyun's body stiffened for a moment, and he felt a kind of malice.

It's not the kind of killing intent of Chiguoguo

It's pure malice.

This feather, it doesn't seem quite right, does she know something?

"Senior sister, what do you mean by this?" Meng Qingyun endured the severe pain all over his body, barely allowing his facial expression to become ugly.

Yu Yu raised his hand violently and raised the clothes pole, Meng Qingyun almost became a conditioned reflex, and used his hands to protect his head in front of his face, but the attack did not fall, he slowly lowered his hand and looked at a pair of provocative and mocking eyes, "That's what it means, senior brother, please go back?"

The expression on her face has never changed, but there are too many things that can be expressed in those eyes, just afraid that you can't see it, so that you can see it clearly, and there is no sarcasm in her tone, as if she can peel off his deepest unbearable in front of people, his face is extremely ugly, and he turns away with a flick of his sleeves.

"Senior sister, you really don't like him." Qinghe had already arranged the residence of those people, and he wanted to come back to her, but he didn't want to see this scene, and as soon as Meng Qingyun left, he couldn't help but jump out and clap his hands.

Let them bully him!

Yu Yu ignored him, and now used the clothes pole that danced like a dog stick as a crutch, she is a good dish, and she wants to sleep if she wastes some physical strength.

"Senior sister, it's not a way to let them live in, and it's not clear when the master will come back, do you want to let them stay here all the time?" Qinghe said that he was very distressed, although he liked to be lively, but when the master came back to see such a group of people, his face was darkened.

"Don't always ask me, you're not small, you can solve problems wherever they arise." Plover Feather was followed by him like a fart, if he followed quietly, it would be okay, he talked a lot.

"Compared to you, I'm very small." Qinghe is arrogant, and he doesn't have the self-esteem that a child of his age should have to save face and not allow others to say that he is small.

The feather glanced at him.