Ah Jiu's lips moved, and he wanted to speak, but was stopped by the person next to him with his eyes.

He had no choice but to sigh and shut up, but looked at Ye Ruoqing with sympathetic eyes.

Cheng Zishan was even more arrogant, pointing at Ye Ruoqing and scolding: "Waste, you ......"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ye Ruoqing with a smile.

"Miss Cheng San, it's hot outside, and your anger is still so big, don't you feel thirsty?"

As she spoke, she fanned her nose and said to Ah Jiu with a smile: "Do you have any herbal tea in your store that clears the heat and removes the fire, take a bowl and give it to Miss Cheng San, and I will pay." ”

"Who uses you to please Miss Ben! Can't you afford to pay for tea as Miss Ben?" Cheng Zishan was full of anger and glared at Ye Ruoqing.

After she finished speaking, the people around her couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter.

Thyme blushed, and said softly: "Sister Cheng, she is scolding you for bad breath." ”

Ahhh

Cheng Zishan reacted at this time, only to be so angry that she was smoking, staring at Ye Ruoqing's eyes as if she was about to spew fire.

"Waste, you're looking for death!"

Where can Cheng Zishan endure it, with a stretch of her right hand, there is an extra leather whip in her palm, and she hit Ye Ruoqing with a whip.

She and Ye Qingqing's cultivation is almost the same, they are both fifth-order martial artists, this whip has full spiritual power, and the whip is like a live poisonous snake, pumping towards Ye Ruoqing's face.

"Hey, how did this waste's face become so good-looking?"

Seeing the broken skin on Ye Ruoqing's face, Cheng Zishan's heart flashed with doubts, but she hated it even more.

If this whip were to be drawn on her face, she would have to be disfigured by her flesh.

Thyme looked at this scene with a smile, a flash of pleasure in her eyes.

"Girl, get out of the way!"

Ah Jiu finally couldn't bear it and reminded him loudly.

However, he also knew that a mortal who had not cultivated was like an ant facing an elephant in front of a fifth-order martial artist, vulnerable to attack.

Ye Ruoqing didn't dodge or dodge, but just raised her right hand.

"Waste, you want to take my whip with a fleshy palm? Okay, I'll break your hand today!"

Cheng Zishan sneered, and the whip in mid-air suddenly turned in a different direction and slammed towards Ye Ruoqing's wrist.

Ah Jiu couldn't help but close his eyes, and couldn't bear to see Ye Ruoqing's wrist broken by the other party's whip.

At this moment, Ye Ruoqing's sleeves suddenly became windless, and they rolled up like waves.

"Ahh

A woman's long scream was terrible.

"Buzz!"

There was a sudden burst of incredible buzz from the crowd.

Ah Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in almost disbelief.

The person who fell to the ground and rolled and screamed in pain was not Ye Ruoqing, but the fifth lady of the Baili family, Thyme, who was watching the show with her arms on the side!

What happened?

Ah Jiu's mouth opened wide, his jaw almost dropped, and the onlookers had the same expressions as him.

It happened so fast that none of them could see what was going on.

They only saw Cheng Zishan whip Ye Ruoqing fiercely, but it was thyme's face that hit!

Even Cheng Zishan, who beat people, didn't know why this whip hit thyme.

"It hurts! it hurts...... My face...... My face ......"

Thyme was no longer the gloating look she had just now, and a striking whip mark was on the right side of her face, bright red in color, shocking.

Seeing that everyone was staring at her, she suddenly covered the wound on her face, revealing a look of horror and fear.