1. Pampering
By the time the tournament was over, it was already ten years later. Yan Shuiqing is undoubtedly the first among the youngest generation, in fact, even those senior brothers and sisters may not be her opponents, and the Chosen Son is not worthy of the name. There are two points between one move and one formula, which are similar to the rules of the Xuanzhi Shizun.
It's just that until the end of the closing ceremony, Yan Shuiqing couldn't talk to Xuan Zhi.
There is no shortage of admirers everywhere a strong man like this kind of up-and-coming powerhouse goes, and of course, the most important thing is criticism.
"Cut, I'll just say it's predetermined! Otherwise, where will the face of the spirit be placed? β
"Didn't you say something about the Chosen One? How do you get married? β
"Ah, isn't it? How did I hearβ"
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Yan Shuiqing walked on the mountain road after the ceremony, listening to the discussion in his ears, but lowered his eyes, and his face under the veil did not change.
"Hey, be quiet, watch out for being heard."
"If you hear it, you hear it, it's not that you're pretending to be deaf, look, I'll just say it's wrong."
Until this, Yan Shuiqing didn't feel anything, the so-called right and wrong are in himself, the reputation is ruined by others, only with a Buddha in his heart can he see all Buddhas, and he is worthy of himself. However, the pink-clothed woman's next words made Yan Shuiqing unbearable.
"See, those tricks."
"You mean it's similar to the Genji Shizun?"
"Otherwise, don't you know, they knew each other before the conference, and before the opening, Xuanzhi Shizun praised her, tsk, if you want me to say, we are not as good as her, maybe it is climbing the bed and crawling--"
Before the words fell, I only heard the woman in pink screaming: "Ah!" In the next second, people only saw Yan Shuiqing in front of him wiping his hands with a calm expression, his eyes full of disgust.
Yan Shuiqing took two steps forward, slowly looked around, looked at the woman who fell to the ground covering her face, and said slowly: "Insulting me is a trivial matter, when do you dare to be disrespectful to Xuanzhi Shizun." β
The woman in pink was not convinced, propped up her upper body, and shouted in that sharp voice: "Give it to me!" Are they all dead! She seemed to want to say something, but she screamed again.
Yan Shuiqing slapped her again.
"You! You're just empty-hearted! The woman's cheeks were swollen on both sides, and her voice was already crying.
"What a noise!" A burly middle-aged man appeared behind him.
"Owner! Save me! Yan Shuiqing wants to kill me!" As soon as she saw this man, the woman in pink burst into tears.
"Miss Yan, the owner of Penglai Island, I don't know if there is any misunderstanding--" Before he could finish speaking, the woman cried and said: "Our sisters chatted and chatted well, and somehow offended Miss Yan, rushed up and gave me a slap, I was not convinced, and I wanted to reason with her, so I beat me again." Godfather is in charge of me!" After that, he cried again.
"Miss Yan, you have to give an explanation, if you rely on your identity to have no fear, I'm afraid it will only bring shame to your faction!" After saying that, he scattered the coercion and rushed towards Yan Shuiqing. No matter how talented Yan Shuiqing is, he is a junior after all, and his cultivation is comparable to this kind of senior. Just as her heart was crossed and she was about to take it hard, a white figure blocked in front of her.
The coercion disappeared in an instant.
"Xuanzhi Shizun!" The island owner was shocked.
Xuan Zhi nodded, turned to Yan Shuiqing and asked, "Who is that?"
The island owner was very angry, and he was also the head of a first-class sect with a head and a face, which was obviously too deceitful. Even so, he had to reply with a smile: "In the lower Penglai Island Lord, Miss Yan indiscriminately attacked the little girl, and she is educating the two of them. If you disturb the world, please bear with me. β
I saw that Xuan Zhi just let out a faint "oh", pulled up Yan Shuiqing and was about to leave. The island master glanced at the disciples under his own sect around him, and only felt that his face could not be hanged. Stubbornly shouted to the two of them.
"World-honored one! If Miss Yan doesn't give an explanation today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public!"
Hearing this, Xuan Zhi slowly turned around, and a strong coercion was instantly suppressed, and the island master was invincible, and he knelt on the ground, extremely embarrassed. He said word by word: "The deity is the Dharma! β
The island owner spit out a mouthful of blood, Xuan Zhi withdrew the coercion, and disappeared in front of everyone with Yan Shuiqing.
"Owner, are you alright?" The woman who caused the accident said that she was about to step forward to help the island owner, but she was slapped again: "Bastard thing!" Keep your mouth shut! Look at what to see, wait for Lao Tzu to go back and clean you up! And the crowd dispersed at once.
Yan Shuiqing followed behind Xuan Zhi and plucked up his courage to say, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble today."
Xuan Zhi stopped suddenly, Yan Shuiqing didn't react, and suddenly hit Xuan Zhi's back. But I only heard a light laugh: "No." β
Xuan Zhi turned around, looked at Yan Shuiqing's slightly shocked eyes, and said: "I know and believe in your character, there is no need to be bound by invisible red tape, you must know that no one or anything can restrain you, you just need to do what you think is right, don't worry." He paused and smiled slightly: "Because, I have always been behind you." β
Yan Shuiqing only felt that his brain was blank, and he froze in place, until a cold wind blew and realized that the person in front of him was long gone.
Not bound by red tape, Yan Shuiqing smiled slightly, isn't this Xuanzhi Shizun, no, it's Ji Lilan.
The slanting sun hung on the treetops, sprinkling a faint glow, Yan Shuiqing stood in this thick warm yellow, looking at the blurred mountains in the distance.