Chapter 91: Am I high-profile?

Hearing the words "wooden table", Lin Jingqi's face turned purple and purple in an instant, and his expression was indescribably complicated.

When he lost the bet, the Seventh Prince specially assigned people to move the table to the Lin family, and supervised Lin Jingqi to "eat" the table.

Yue Jiuling also arranged for the hedge flowers to be guarded there.

Forced into desperation, the Lin family thought of some ways to crush the wood on the table into minced pieces, make cakes of live noodles, and let Lin Jingqi eat them little by little.

These people guarded for three days, and Lin Jingqi only ate a small corner of the table.

Then he vomited and couldn't afford to get sick, so everyone withdrew from the Lin family.

This incident has caused a lot of psychological shadows for Lin Jingqi, but she has only been autistic for a while, arrogant and domineering like her, completely remembering what she eats and doesn't remember.

But at the moment, I was also a little panicked, more ashamed and angry.

Being so humiliated, Lin Jingqi was so angry that she was about to explode, and she reached out and grabbed Yue Jiuling's shoulder, wanting to hit her brother by surprise.

Seeing this, Yue Jiuling waved his hand to block this move.

As a result, the expected attack did not hit, but a miserable cry of a woman was heard.

After seeing the situation in front of him, Yue Jiuling's speechless Fang was on the spot.

Lin Jingqi's arm was burned by the fire, and the brazier was scattered on the ground and still spinning in circles.

Yue Jiuling looked at the situation in front of him for some reason, and when he was puzzled, he heard the sound of fine footsteps in the distance.

Not long after, the sect Shizun and several teachers appeared in front of Lin Jingqi, quickly helped him up, and asked about the situation.

Lin Jingqi opened her eyes and said nonsense, blaming her burns on Yue Jiuling's body, saying that she did it on purpose.

After a complaint, tears flowed down, and her usual publicity and domineering were completely lost.

Seeing this, Yue Jiuling finally understood Lin Jingqi's deceit, and the co-author was to frame her in public.

The teachers helped Lin Jingqi up, only to see her eyes glancing in the direction of Yue Jiuling in horror: "Don't, don't kill me, teacher, Yue Jiuling just said that she would burn me." ”

After speaking, she stretched out her burned arm and showed the injury in front of everyone: "Teacher, teacher help me, my hand is going to be useless." ”

Yue Jiuling stared at Lin Jingqi and found that her acting skills seemed to have improved, and she was more realistic than any previous performance.

If you hadn't been in contact with her for so long and knew Lin Jingqi very well, you might have been deceived by this appearance.

Several teachers didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly stepped forward to examine, bandage, and medicate Lin Jingqi's injured arm.

Shizun stepped forward to take a look, and silently walked in front of Teacher Meng Qingshui, as if asking something.

This is the first time Yue Jiuling has seen the Heavenly Dao Sect Shizun, I heard that he is a very, very unsmiling old man, not only is the strength level unfathomable, but even the level of refining medicine is also a top master.

Teacher Meng Qingshui was one of his alchemist disciples.

Yue Jiuling listened to the conversation between Teacher Qing Shui and Shizun from a distance, looking at the expressions of the two of them, knowing that Teacher Qing Shui had not seen everything that had just happened, so he described it truthfully and did not take sides.

After dealing with Lin Jingqi's wounds, a teacher looked at Yue Jiuling and said angrily: "I have heard a lot about your deeds recently, it seems to be very high-profile, what is the matter now?" Not only did you kill someone, but you also want to come to the school and kill another one? ”

Yue Jiuling thought for a while, everyone thought she was annoyed and angry, who knew that she was just thinking seriously about a question: "I, is it high-profile?" ”

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