Chapter 9 Words do not mean that they are both angry

Zichen stopped a few junior disciples who were usually good friends with him, his face flushed and his eyes were full of tenderness......

"Second Senior Brother, those two goblins are really good at cultivating, not just staying, let's intercede with you to be a concubine by the way......!

"What the third senior brother said is extremely ...... Haha......"

"What is said is what is said is very ...... Haha......"

The juniors and disciples who were stopped laughed heartily, especially seeing that Zichen's face had exploded to the base of his neck, and he was gritting his teeth to show embarrassment and helplessness, Wu Huai actually laughed out of tears.

Zichen was very angry and hateful in his heart, and he stopped saying nothing all the way, and followed behind all the junior disciples with his head bowed, and when he arrived in the cloud palace, he stood dejectedly.

Zhengshan had already sat on the side chair next to the Xianzun in the middle of the main hall, and when he saw that all the junior disciples had arrived, out of courtesy, he stood up with his hands down, waved his hand to signal the junior disciples to sit on the left and right two rows of seats, and then he sat down again, put his hands on his knees, sat upright, and stood solemnly.

"Today's Zhidan is relatively smooth, and he has inherited his teacher's order. It's hard for all the junior disciples......" He waved his hand, quickly put it down, and motioned to Zuo He and Mo Rong to bring the two goblins to the hall, and his face turned more serious than usual.

"Zuo He, it is your work to capture these two demons, the details must have been known to all the juniors and disciples, there is no need to say more, I see that your face is not good, it is better to ......"

"The complexion is not good, the complexion is not good, it is not that he is jealous of Zuo He's work, he must have known that his junior brother can accept things above him, and he is afraid that he will not be allowed to tell the details because he can't get off the stage, so he will use the excuse to take ......him away."

"Not only that, as far as I know, according to the practices of various fairies, whoever catches the demon has the final right to dispose of it, either for miscellaneous labor or for dismissal......"

"We have never had a disciple who caught a demon in our realm, and Senior Brother is afraid that Zuo He will touch his rights and be jealous...... Pity Zuo He......"

"Shh~shhh~ Senior brother has seen it......"

The whispering of the disciples stopped abruptly, and most of them still showed contempt for the good and the good.

"What Senior Brother said is true, I have practiced very heavily for a few days in a row, and today's things have consumed a lot of spiritual energy, Senior Brother Xie understands. Zuo He bent down and waved his hands, as if he was tired, and slowly walked out of the hall.

He looked back, and saw that all the senior brothers were looking at him with stunned faces, and then he heard Zhengshan stop drinking. No longer caring about how the senior brothers were, he shook his head and smiled slightly, cast a soaring technique on himself, quickly ran to the bedroom, stood still, turned around and cast a sealing technique to isolate the outside world, sat down, and let out a long breath.

"Come out, tell the truth, I will decide where you go and stay......" Zuo He had a lot of doubts, and his face was extremely gloomy. He shook his left sleeve, very eager.

I saw the colorful quicksand pouring out of the cuffs like waves, hovering in the air, exuding a girl's clear silhouette and translucent body, no longer seemed to be looming before, and surrounded by colorful fluorescent imitation of yarn, exuding a shallow and intoxicating aroma, the wonderful state can not be described.

Zuo He's eyes unconsciously stagnated again, thinking that he couldn't smell the fragrance for a long time, so he performed a spell to breathe.

"Seeing that Zuo He Xianjun cherishes me so much, I am very grateful in my heart, I must ...... Xianjun is no longer angry with me...... Well...... The Immortal Monarch has already received some cultivation from me...... You have solved the poison of my poison...... Just don't inhale me deeply......" Wanying moved closer to Zuo He's side, and her unreal face lowered, as if staring at him intently.

"Don't worry about anything else, I am determined to help you with all my might, and I have helped you to commit suicide, so I have failed in vain...... You are desperate to survive?!" He almost lost his words, and the words 'my sincerity' were almost out of his mouth, and he secretly marveled at why he unconsciously confided in the confession of the love between men and women......

Her "staring" posture made Zuo He's heartbeat aggravated, her eyes dodged unnaturally, and her back stiffened. Ann: How do I sit on a daily basis? How do I move my hands? I don't know clearly, I don't move, and I already feel a little sour......

"Xianjun, I'm sorry......! Since I was conscious, I have never been cared for by others, and I have always thought that natural selection, survival of the fittest, and that since nature gave birth to me, I can only spare no effort to ask for it...... Until I met the Immortal Monarch, I knew that the true feelings in this world were beautiful, not only did I have nothing to reciprocate, but I would definitely add a lot of troubles to the Engong disciples in the future...... It's really ......" she said very aggrieved, in fact, it was to round her lie, if it shows that cultivation is actually one of her three muscles...... He would not agree to the matter of helping the ruins.

Hearing her like this, Zuo He slowly stood up, wanted to stretch out his hand to comfort, lifted him into the air, thought about it, suddenly put it down, scratched his head again, felt that it was inappropriate, and sat down again, his helpless posture was no longer like the previous Zheng Zheng young man......

"Lady ...... If it is said that I will save your life and your life belongs to me, it is not my doing, and I am only doing my best to help you, which is really not much kindness, and God also has the virtue of a good life...... In fact, life and death have always been decided by themselves, and the ...... of hope is the most important thing to cherish."

Zuo He originally just wanted to comfort her, but he knew that as soon as the words came out, he became a preaching mode, secretly annoyed that he was clumsy, and secretly patted his cheek.

"I ...... I understand, I will learn to be as interesting as a cat in the future, and be well-behaved...... "Somehow, it was obvious that she was wrong and deceived him, but she still felt sour in her heart and was angry with him...... Xuanying raised her head, her figure fell to the ground, bowed deeply to Zuo He, and turned into a streamer sand shadow and lurked in Zuo He's sleeve.

"Huh...... How did this come about...... I haven't finished my words yet...... "Zuo He was puzzled at first, secretly complaining about women's hearts, unable to figure it out, and then savored the answers before and after, realizing that her gaffe made her mistakenly think that she was belittling her, but her heart was stubborn and arrogant, and she was inexplicably angry again.

After an hour, when Zuo He was bored, he mobilized his aura, tried to cultivate, and inadvertently touched the Qiankun bag faintly, doubted in his heart, and then disappeared from the view, and then found that the right abdomen was warm and swollen, and there was no touch in the place where he touched, and he was shocked: Qiankun Zhenruin......

"Senior Brother Zuo He...... Zuo He's junior brother...... Huh, how can the blue sky and white sun be sealed?!Zuo ...... "Yuan Zhefang wanted to raise his voice, and suddenly saw Zuo He pushing the door and standing.

"Why are you like a ghost...... What kind of seal did you have? Senior Brother has allowed you to rest, he will definitely not come, so strange......! "Yuan Zhe deliberately bumped into Zuo He, and sat down in the bedroom by himself, seeing that Zuo He still had no joy or anger on his face, he really couldn't look at it......

"You won't even ...... me now" He looked at Zuo He's uncle's face, and there was really no reason to stay.

"What did the senior brother say......" Zuo He saw that Yuan Zhezhen walked to the door, and he couldn't help but think nonsense.

"Yo Yo, are you still a little alive after all, that's right, don't look like you're discouraged, I look too depressed......" Yuan Zhe returned to his seat and pouted at the teacup, Zuo He had to cooperate and fill it for him.