"Bastard !!"

With a slap, the crisp slap echoed in the Hall of Condensation for a long time.

Dian Canglong knelt on the ground with his red face covered, kowtowing again and again, like a quail: "Please ask the second elder to atone for your sins, and the disciples will never dare to do anything wrong in the future!"

"I don't care what you do, the second elder and I don't care. Standing in front of the Second Elder's jade throne, Zhao Tianqiao raised his chin and shouted, "But do you know that if you beat that person to death, it will ruin the Second Elder's big business?"

Dian Canglong, who knew the plan of the second elder, trembled like chaff in fright, and kowtowed even heavier: "Fortunately, the second elder is like a god and arrived in time, otherwise the disciple would have beaten that Meng Xiang to death, and it would have caused a big disaster." ”

"That's it. ”

The second elder waved his hand, his face turned dark, and he was obviously a little afraid: "Forget about yesterday's matter." ”

Hearing that he didn't blame himself, Dian Canglong was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only maintain a kneeling posture.

"Second Elder. Zhao Tianqiao arched his hand and said: "This matter is not small, then Meng Xiang has also become the chief of the outer gate, and he is deeply loved by the three elders, I am afraid that there will be trouble if I do it on the night of the full moon." ”

The second elder sat on the jade throne, also thoughtful: "I'm also worried about this, so I want to capture Meng Xiang's prestige before he expands, and wait for the full moon night to dissect the hearts of others." ”

"Second Elder, what do you mean..."Zhao Tianqiao seemed to understand the Second Elder's search for a home.

That's right, since it's more troublesome to do it on the night of the full moon, wouldn't it be better to just break his hands and feet, imprison him, and do it on the night of the full moon?

A trace of hideousness crossed the second elder's face: "Has the imposter with the top bag returned?"

"Imposter?" Zhao Tianqiao immediately reacted to who the second elder was talking about: "I have returned to the door last night, and I haven't found a new Tongxian Grass Essence." ”

"Yes. The second elder smiled coldly: "In this case, today I will send the medicine for compensation over, and tomorrow let the imposter take Meng Xiang and the kid beside him to the burial place on the pretext of bringing the outer disciples to practice, where ..."

At this point, the second elder made a slashing gesture.

"Remember! Meng Xiang chopped off his hands and feet but couldn't hurt his life, that garbage kid beside him... You must die, lest you leak the news!This matter must be done before the Sword God and the Axe King come to the Purple Xuanmen!"

When Zhao Tianqiao heard this, he bowed his head and said, "Yes, the disciple is ordered." ”

......

"Uh, Kaya, it's so unpleasant!" Walking out of the cafeteria, Meng Xiang kept clasping between his teeth, but he couldn't pull out the shreds of flesh between his teeth.

I also had two takeaways in my hand.

One is for the bedridden ugly, and the other is for the chicken leg for himself as a snack.

I said, I'm the head of the outer door, no preferential treatment? The chicken thighs in this cafeteria are really enough, and they are fried older than my grandfather's artificial knee joints.

It's so idle!

Looking up at the sky, Meng Xiang felt more relaxed than he had ever been.

In the fairy world, you fight for me all day long, you just don't want to harm people, and you have to prevent anyone from harming you, especially the strong and the immortal Buddha who holds the treasure, you must always be vigilant, and you can't wait to sleep with Gatling.

This Ninefold Continent is different, although the sects also have conflicts and contradictions, but most of them are petty fights like Dian Canglong, compared to the cruel Immortal Realm and the cultivation realm of other planes, the atmosphere of this Ninefold Continent is comparable to that within the Second Ring of the Imperial Capital.

"Huh?" Walking on the road, feeling the maple leaves and tranquility, Meng Xiang saw a strange scenery near the flower bed next to the canteen.

A young girl sat by the edge of the flower bed, her long hair fluttering, her face like snow, but she was dressed in seven or eight patches of tattered clothes, and there was a hole in her cloth shoes, revealing her slightly dirty toes, and she was pitifully picking up her food.

If you have to say anything, there are three or five slices of green onions, and two pea-sized pieces of meat are treasured by her as meat steaks and rushed to the edge of the lunch box, as if she wants to save it for the end.

Meng Xiang took a closer look, but found that... Isn't it the lady I met in the women's toilet the day before yesterday?

She took a bite of what was obviously an overnight dry meal, chewed it hard and swallowed it, and from time to time she would choke, so she used the bamboo kettle next to her to fill it with water.

Although there is only one side, seeing this girl living such a difficult life, Meng Xiang can't help but feel compassion.

Cultivators don't pay attention to mortals, because they can't manage themselves, so where can they care about others?

But Meng Xiang is different, even if he became a god, he never extinguished his conscience, and now he has been robbed of his godhead, and he has restored the emotions of mortals.

In addition, in this sect, what can I do? Cultivation?

Therefore, Meng Xiang, who is extraordinarily idle, will always notice some things that cultivators will not pay attention to, such as...

This girl is not wearing a bra.

Uh-no, I mean, this girl has a hard life.

The girl was still eating the rice, although it was dry and tasteless, but she also knew that if she didn't eat it, she would have no strength, so she could only eat it hard.

At this moment, a greasy scent came, and the girl looked up, only to find that her vision was obscured by a chicken leg.

The startled girl hurriedly pushed back, and then she saw that it was Meng Xiang who threw a chicken leg into her lunch box.

"What do you mean by that?" the girl Wan Nian raised her head with a paralyzed face, as if she couldn't understand why this man gave her this chicken leg.

"Nothing. Meng Xiang smiled gently: "You're only fifteen or sixteen years old, right? ”

Unexpectedly, the girl glanced at the chicken legs, and then at her flat chest like a chopping board, as if she had misunderstood something, and a trace of warm anger appeared in her cold eyes: "Are you laughing at me?"

"Huh?"

Meng Xiang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No, how can I laugh at you? Although you are flat like a basin, am I that kind of person?"

"You..."

When the girl heard this, her face immediately turned red, and she raised her lunch box to smash it.

But as soon as her hand was raised, she remembered the chicken leg in the lunch box, hesitated for a moment, and then reluctantly withdrew her hand.

"Okay, I'm just kidding, don't be angry. After a little fun, Meng Xiang was in a good mood: "By the way, you are so young, you should be a disciple, why did you come to Zixuanmen to be a handyman?"

"I..."

When the girl heard this, her face was a little gloomy, and her face, which was already a little paralyzed, was smeared with a layer of helplessness: "I... I'm here to find my sister. ”

"Sister, who's your sister?"

The girl pursed her lips, put down the lunch box in her hand, and slowly said a name: "Ling... Ling Yueyue. ”

"Ling Yueyue?" Meng Xiang was stunned for a moment. "You're... Purple Xuanmen Chief Ling Yueyue's... Sister?"

The girl nodded, and with some greed, picked up the chicken leg in the lunch box and nibbled on it.

On the delicate face, the supreme happiness suddenly appeared under the deliciousness of the chicken legs.

Meng Xiang looked at this girl who was delicious to orgasm by a chicken leg, and couldn't help but be stunned.

No wonder I think you look a bit like Ling Yueyue, it turns out that you...

Wait a minute! Wait a fuck... The sister of the chief of the Zixuanmen, how could she come to the outer door to dig out dung?

What the hell is going on?

"If you don't believe it, forget it, no one has ever believed it anyway. As if noticing Meng Xiang's eyes, she lowered her head with a somewhat gloomy expression, and silently continued to eat with the chicken legs.

"Since you are Ling Yueyue's sister, how could you come to the outer door to dig out dung?

"I don't have talent, and I can't condense the fighting spirit at all, so I can't cultivate. ”

As she spoke, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but Meng Xiang saw that tears appeared in her eyes. "In the second year of my sister joining Zixuanmen, my mother died of illness, I was twelve years old and homeless, and it happened that Zixuanmen was collecting miscellaneous labor, so I came to work, but in the past four years, I haven't seen my sister once. ”

The girl's voice was a little choked, but she still didn't cry, and it seemed that she was used to it.

Looking at her like this, Meng Xiang couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic.

Why don't you just report to the mountain gate to see your sister?

Meng Xiang wasn't stupid enough to ask this question.

If you tell your disciple that a lady who picks up a lot of dung comes and tells you that she is the chief sister, will you believe it?

Not to mention reporting a few more times or being dead-skinned, if she really dares to go to the disciple to report this, I am afraid that she will be kicked into the female version of Zheng Zhihua on the spot, believe me, the leg skills of the cultivator are much better than the national football team.

"If I have the opportunity to meet your sister, I will help you pass on the word to her. Looking at the pitiful appearance of this girl, Meng Xiang thought deeply and decided to help her.

Didn't you say that you want to participate in the audit? Then you will definitely have the opportunity to meet Ling Yueyue, this kind of simple gesture is just a sentence, don't talk about any benefits, as long as there is no loss, why not help others?

As soon as these words came out, the girl suddenly looked at Meng Xiang in disbelief: "Really? Can you see my sister?"

Meng Xiang Nunu mouthed: "Well, there should be a chance." ”

When the girl heard this, a hint of expectation appeared on the face of the iceberg that had not changed for thousands of years: "That...... Then I'm bothering you!"

She didn't seem to be very comfortable with thanking people, and what she said was a little hesitant, but her hands and feet were already a little excited and couldn't control their trembling.

"You're welcome. Meng Xiang didn't mind, turned around and left: "Uh, my friend is still waiting for me to deliver food, so I'll be here today, I'll go first." ”

Looking at her excited appearance, although her face looked calm, but at the moment she couldn't even hold the lunch box steadily, Meng Xiang felt that what she said was true, she should really be Ling Yueyue's sister.

"Hey!" Just as Meng Xiang was about to leave, the girl's voice came from behind him.

Looking back, the girl was wearing a faint smile on her face: "My name is Ling Xue'er, what's your name?"

"Me?"

Meng Xiang smiled slightly and replied, "My name is Wu Mengda... Uh, no, my name is Meng Xiang!"

Meng Xiang made a slight slip of the tongue.

"Meng... Xiang?" Ling Xue'er watched Meng Xiang leave, covering her chest, her face couldn't help but smear a layer of crimson, and bowed to Meng Xiang's back gratefully: "If you can help me find my sister, this great kindness, Xue'er will definitely remember it for life." ”

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