"Cultivator of the Lower Wuji Sect, I don't know how the apprentice provoked the girl."

The righteous monk politely arched his hand, pulled up the disciple who was sitting on the ground, and asked gently.

Wow!

Adonis!

Ning Qianqian's eyes lit up, how to look at it, how to look at it, how to think that this bamboo-like cultivator in front of her was so good-looking, how to look at it, how happy. She pulled Mo Zishu's arm and said intently, "My lord, I like him." Grab it back! ”

Grab it back, give birth to the doll!

Mo Zishu chuckled, patted Ning Qianqian, who was so excited that she wanted to pick it up, waved her long sleeves, chic and free, and also saluted: "I am a casual cultivator, and I have seen the head of the Wuji Sect." ”

This is a direct point out of the identity of the head of the Wuji Sect.

The young man who was hiding behind his master gasped, and before he could angrily reprimand the arrogant woman for talking nonsense, he took a few steps back in shock.

The head of Wuji Sect frowned, and looked at the veiled female cultivator in front of him without a trace: "Forgive me for being rude, I don't know the identity of a fairy." ”

"You're still looking at it like this." Mo Zishu was about to make this face show a gaffe again, but she still suppressed it so as not to be exposed on the street, and said in a low voice: "I have another relationship with the master." ”

Simultaneously.

Over the years, he didn't show up and concentrate on cultivation, but instead the Venerable and the Demon Venerable walked with each other, and he didn't remember this woman at all.

Don't be rude.

The head of the Wuji Sect thought about it, but was shocked by the strange woman's next words, and the perennial silence cracked open a crack that was visible to the naked eye.

"Back then, I was the supreme Dao tea of the righteous path, which was quite good."

The Dao Tea of the Supreme of the Righteous Path has never been drunk only by the Demon Venerable!

And the female creature that appeared next to the two top powers was only that White Lady!

"I am being rude, and I ask my wife to forgive me."

Fang Anyang, who was already the head of the Wuji Sect, was very calm, and after a while, he continued to greet without changing his face.

Mo Zishu smiled indifferently, there have been many rudes over the years, and she has gone from doing it directly to ignoring it calmly.

When there are many bad things, people will mature.

If you really can't do it, you will be beaten to death.

"It doesn't matter."

The woman's fingertips floated with a wriggling black mist, she pinned a wisp of ink hair floating out behind her ear, pressed the whip wrapped around her waist, and said lightly: "I want to talk to the head of the house for a few days." How about going for a cup of tea? ”

Don't report secretly, otherwise, it's not a chat.

Be honest.

Understanding the meaning of Madam Bai's words, the head of the Wuji Sect nodded and arched his hand: "Please." ”

"Please."

"By the way, you contradicted Madame, and you didn't go to make amends!"

The young man was pushed out by the master, stared at the fierce eyes of the arrogant girl, and shouted hard: "Master." ”

The first time was when the master asked him to make amends without asking for a reason.

This woman, oh no, Shi Niang recognized Shi Zun at a glance, and the complaining Shi Niang used spiritual power on her fingertips to threaten Shi Zun to reminisce about the past.

This guess is only one point, and it is correct.

Ning Qianqian was also stunned, and also thought that according to the temperament of adults, this situation is to fight directly with the old ones, and it is light not to let you get out of bed for a few months.

It doesn't matter if you are reasonable or not, if you dare to reason with me Mo Zishu, you are looking for a beating!

This is definitely a lesson for every provocateur in the ink world, blood.

Alas, this fool has a lot of sense!

Pity her first love who died!

She didn't dare to rob people with adults.

So, in order not to be violently attacked by adults, Ning Qianqian's scalp was also numb and shouted at her favorite righteous path cultivator: "Sister-in-law, hello." ”