Chapter 42: I don't care if you call a dead pig or a live pig

Mu Xiaoye and Mu Xiaoqi nodded.

Mu Wanxi stood up, lowered her eyes and said to the man who was blocking her way: "Get out of the way, don't get in the way." ”

"Little beauty, do you know who I am?" The man still stood there licking his face and refused to move, his eyes kept looking at Mu Wanxi, and his tone was extremely proud, "Have you heard of Qinglan Sect?" I'm from the Qinglan Sect, and my name is Si Zhu. ”

The crowd around them who were watching the excitement all showed surprised expressions when they heard that the man was from the Qinglan Sect.

The three little cubs looked at the man's eyes, and they were more defensive.

Although they hadn't left the princess's mansion before, it didn't mean that they were frogs at the bottom of the well who didn't know anything. No matter how harsh the former master of Mu Wanxi's body was before, he has always been very supportive in his studies.

They can read the books in the library of the princess's mansion casually, and the former master specially invited a teacher to teach them to read.

The three cubs had a common hobby, reading, so they learned a lot from the books, including the history of this continent and the legends of some sect forces.

This Qinglan Sect is the main sect of the lower cultivation realm, and the masters are like clouds, and it is the place that most spiritual masters yearn for.

Ordinary people really can't afford to offend the Qinglan Sect.

After all, the sect master of the Qinglan Sect is an existence that can be equal to the monarch of the second-class country.

The man in front of him actually said that he was from the Qinglan Sect?

The three little cubs couldn't figure out how such a shameful thing could come out in a place like Qinglan Sect.

Mu Wanxi had naturally heard of Qinglan Sect.

But now this man obviously refuses to let her go easily, and she doesn't need to give this man a good face.

"Do I call you a dead pig or a live pig? Have you ever heard that good dogs don't get in the way? Mu Wanxi asked coldly.

Even if it was a very cold smile, on her face, it was still as beautiful as a flower of hell.

The people around heard Mu Wanxi say this, and then they came back to their senses.

Doesn't it sound like a dead pig and a dead pig?

That's an impressive name.

Si Zhu listened to the laughter of the people around him, and the expression on his face immediately darkened, and he looked at Mu Wanxi with a cold gaze and said, "You slut! How dare you scold me? ”

"You are not allowed to scold my mother!" As soon as his words fell, a bun was thrown at him and smashed steadily in his face.

This scene made the people watching the excitement laugh again.

Many people's eyes fell on Mu Xiaoqi's body, seeing Mu Xiaoqi's cheeks puffed out, looking angry, really fierce and cute.

"Stinky boy!" Si Zhu had never been provoked like this, not to mention that he was provoked by a little cub, and it was impossible to endure it, so he waved his big hand and grabbed Mu Xiaoqi.

Before his hand could touch Mu Xiaoqi, a slender and white little hand gently grabbed his wrist.

Si Zhu's hand couldn't move any further, and his eyes widened and looked at Mu Wanxi incredulously.

The people around him could only see that Mu Wanxi seemed to grab Si Zhu effortlessly, and only Si Zhu himself could personally feel how hard Mu Wanxi's hand grabbed his wrist.

Like a sturdy pair of iron pliers, his wrist bones almost crushed in pain.

"Bullying children, is that what your Qinglan Sect does?" Mu Wanxi asked with a smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked at Si Zhu without temperature.