XLVII: Are you sisters?

The next day.

Ah Chou's side has already explained, but he is not in a hurry to take him to see Ren Yao, anyway, the audit meeting will not start until tomorrow afternoon, and it will be the same if I take him there tomorrow.

Meng Xiang was going to take Ling Yueyue to find Ling Xue'er today.

After all, you can't keep this dung girl waiting too long.

It just so happens that today is a cloudy day, and Ling Yueyue can't be exposed to direct sunlight, but it can also be revealed.

"You see, it's him, competing with the sect master, and even playing tricks. ”

"Despicable! insulting the master, and the head of the outer door. ”

"It's okay, the third elder has got the medicinal herbs, wait for us to cultivate and beat him together. ”

A few outer disciples who passed by thought that they were speaking very quietly, but they were all heard clearly by Meng Xiang.

"Great God, they are too much, I'll teach them a lesson!"

When Ling Yueyue heard this, she couldn't bear to materialize and teach these three or four disciples a lesson.

"Hey, hey, forget it, I'm not angry, are you in a hurry? The emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry. Meng Xiang hurriedly covered her ear sockets and didn't let her come out.

This made Ling Yueyue's voice tremble: "He... They... Just because you won the sect master, the three elders rewarded by the sect master, they have the resources to cultivate, this is all your credit, why are they all white-eyed wolves?"

"The root of people's inferiority, there is no way, give him more that he feels deserves, and then as long as you make him a little dissatisfied, he will forget all the benefits you bring. Meng Xiang spread his hands and said it didn't matter.

When Ling Yueyue heard this, she became anxious: "Then you should teach them a lesson." ”

"I said you should stop the meeting. Meng Xiang scratched his head impatiently: "What about the 28,000 people in the outer gate, I will teach them a lesson? ”

"I..."

Ling Yueyue wanted to say something, but she answered for a while, and finally remained silent and didn't say anything.

It was because Meng Xiang used the kicking of the little brother and the dragon claw hand that all the outer disciples were not satisfied with Meng Xiang's victory, and all the disciples who passed by cast disdainful glances.

Meng Xiang didn't care at all, walking on the road, humming a little song heartlessly.

When Lao Tzu was in the fairy world, he was squeezed out by 8 million people, and this Zixuanmen is counted as wool by 30,000 people?

If you don't accept the ability to beat me, you will beat me! Ask for abuse and advice to be a man, otherwise you will hold back! Are you angry? You are angry with me, and I have not done anything to hurt the heavens and reason.

Ling Yueyue looked at Meng Xiang's good mood, but she couldn't help but show a trace of heartache.

Because she could see that behind Meng Xiang's smile, there was a faint hint of ... Down and out.

"It's here. ”

When he came to the toilet that he had used to be wrong, Meng Xiang pointed to the toilet fifty or sixty meters away in front of him.

Ling Yueyue peeked out of Meng Xiang's cochlea, and what she saw was Ling Xue'er at the door of the toilet, scooping up the feces onto the dung truck one by one.

It has been a long time since anyone in the outer gate has broken through the fifth order of Ning Dan, and all the disciples can't open the valley, so the work of the toilet cleaner is extremely heavy.

On a cloudy day in early winter, the cold wind gusted, but Ling Xue'er was hot and steaming, sweat soaked her not fair skin, and there was no trace of expectation for tomorrow in her eyes.

"Cher. Seeing her sister doing this kind of work, Ling Yueyue's voice was a little choked.

"What are you waiting for, go. Meng Xiang urged.

"I..." Ling Yueyue, who had always wanted to see her sister, had really seen it now, but she didn't dare to show up.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "Go back, great god, I'm very satisfied to see her." ”

Meng Xiang raised his eyebrows: "Don't you go to see her?"

"I caused her to fall into this kind of field, and I have no face to see her. Ling Yueyue's voice was full of guilt for Ling Xue'er.

"What does this have to do with you?"

"It's because I neglected my former home and neglected her for the sake of cultivation. ”

"Don't you want to make it up?"

"What can I make up for? I'm just a war spirit, not a human being. ”

"But she wants to see you..."

"But I don't have the face to see her. ”

"Yes. ”

This is the end of the simple conversation.

Meng Xiang looked at Ling Yueyue, only to see her holding a spoon, wiping the sweat from her forehead with a relatively clean arm, and looking at the sky with a little expectation.

Immediately, she, a thin woman, pulled a dung cart several times larger than her and walked towards the gate with difficulty.

Presumably, she still remembered her agreement with me.

Meng Xiang sighed and shook his head helplessly.

After all, this is someone's family matter, Meng Xiang feels that he can't force others, since Ling Yueyue doesn't dare to see it, then he won't see it.

When Ling Yueyue is really mentally prepared one day, it is not too late to say goodbye.

Thinking about it, his head tilted slightly, and Meng Xiang turned around and prepared to leave.

However, before he could take a step, suddenly...

"Yikes..."

Behind, Ling Xue'er's exclamation suddenly came.

Looking back, Meng Xiang couldn't help frowning.

I saw that Ling Xue'er had just pulled the car to the door, and suddenly two figures came out, thin and pulling such a heavy dung truck, she didn't see it for a while, and hit the two people.

Meng Xiang couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it.

It was none other than the inner disciple Dian Canglong who bullied Ah Ugly that day! And next to Dian Canglong was Zhao Tianqiao, the second disciple of the inner door!

How did these two come to the outer gate?

Meng Xiang couldn't help but wonder.

Even if a cultivator does not show his cultivation, he still has a True Yuan Protective Body on his body, and even if he touches it slightly, mortals will be bounced away.

Ling Xue'er was hit backwards on the dung truck by a bullet on the spot, and the bucket of dung at the front was suddenly dumped on her lower body, and the stench was permeated.

It doesn't matter if this is sprinkled, at most it smells of feces on his body for two days, but the problem is that although it was bounced far away, the stains that could be spilled still splashed on Dian Canglong's snow-white shoes.

This sudden collision startled Dian Canglong.

He looked down and saw that his shoes were stained with a tiny stain the size of a grain of rice, and his resolute face suddenly distorted with anger.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was careless, I'm sorry. ”

Where did Ling Xue'er think that there would be an inner disciple here? Moreover, the famous Dian Canglong and Zhao Tianqiao were trembling like chaff, where did they care about the stains all over their bodies? They stood up tremblingly, bowing and apologizing again and again.

How could Dian Canglong accept such an apology.

He has entered the Zixuanmen since he was a child, and he has never even touched the mud in his twenty years of cultivation, where has he ever had such an experience? A drop of on his shoes was so dazzling in his eyes, and he had goosebumps all over his body disgustingly.

"You, you dare to stain my shoes?

Syllable!

The furious Dian Canglong raised his hand and slapped him, but Zhao Tianqiao next to him just looked at this scene indifferently and said nothing.

Ling Xue'er is just a mortal, this canglong is a Jindan stage cultivator, even if she doesn't use the true yuan, where is this slap she endured?

I saw that the thin Xue'er didn't even have time to scream, she was slapped upside down and flew out two or three meters, and hit the ground heavily, she was already malnourished, and her pale lips were stained red with blood.

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