Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The tenth bowl of soup (seven)

Facing Poppy's irony, Xuan Ji didn't get angry, he didn't even lift his eyelids, he seemed to be completely heartbroken.

Bai Yue couldn't hold back, and called out in a low voice: "Brother Wei..."

Wei is Xuanji's layman's name. In the past, he always acquiesced that Bai Yue called him this way, but this time he took two steps back and said indifferently: "The poor monk's name is Xuanji, please don't ask the teacher to call him. wrong."

Bai Yue felt desolate in her heart, she couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Are you still blaming me? Haitang's death..."

"Everything yesterday is like dying yesterday." This was Xuan Ji's answer. Then he flew into the ring and folded his hands in front of Qing Huan. "Little donor, please raise your hand and spare the lives of these innocent people."

"Can you beat me?" Qing Huan asked, "I'll talk about it if you win."

"What's the point of winning or losing? If the little benefactor wants to kill me, just do it." If his life can be exchanged for the vitality of others, Xuan Ji is willing.

Unexpectedly, Poppy sneered when he heard it: "What a great monk who is compassionate and compassionate, why, are you trying to imitate the ancestors who cut meat and feed eagles? It's not like you haven't killed people, so what kind of compassion do you pretend to be?" He didn't think it was exciting enough, and his tone became more and more gloomy. "That day when you smashed Haitang's heart with one palm, you never saw you so kind! Your old friend who is like a flower and jade is a human being, but Haitang is not a human being? She is still your benefactor! It seems that you are a kind-hearted person who repays revenge. But here he is talking about saving sentient beings, bah!"

After listening to this series of scoldings, Qing Huan laughed. Poppy's temperament is quite good, but his mouth is a little damaged. Ren Xuanji and Bai Yue clearly have no affair at all, but when it comes to his mouth, he is attacked by his three As soon as the color is not bad, the taste has completely changed.

Bai Yue's face was flushed red when she heard this, and she was so ashamed that she stabbed at Poppy with a sword: "You monster full of nonsense!"

Who knew that before he could take the stage, he was blocked by Xuan Ji's wide robe sleeves. Bai Yue couldn't help the strength, and the whole person couldn't help falling backwards. Dengdengdeng took a few steps back. Fortunately, he was able to stand still with the help of the senior sisters. After standing still, she was pale, looking at Xuan Ji with shock and sadness in her eyes. Obviously still her brother Wei, but why does it feel like she is no longer her brother Wei? Bai Yue's lips trembled slightly, and the whole person received a huge blow.

Poppy was also surprised that Xuanji would stop Baiyue, and was about to hurt him a few more words, but Xuanji said: "In terms of martial arts, the little donor is better, and the poor monk can't match it."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked! If you talk about who is the best in martial arts in the world today, it is undoubtedly Master Xuanji, but at this moment, even Master Xuanji is willing to bow down to this little girl, so who can control her?

Xuan Ji is a high-spirited person, and it is also expected that Qing Huan will admit that he is lost. She suddenly laughed: "I heard that monk, you have been trained in copper skin and iron bones since you were a child. You are invulnerable to all poisons, and you are Buddha's radiance. Do you think it's good? The Buddha said, if you don't go to hell, who will go to hell? It's worth sacrificing one of you to save so many people, right?"

At this time, Master Xuankong said: "Junior brother is not allowed! This girl is a member of the demon sect, not my race, so don't believe her words!"

Hearing the four characters in the demon sect, Xuan Ji's eyes were full of guilt, and she nodded immediately: "The poor monk and the little donor just go."

"Junior Brother! Never—ah!!!"

Master Xuankong didn't finish his sentence, and he fell down from the seat. He fell to the point of bleeding from his nose and mouth, and his body was still trembling slightly.

Qing Huan hasn't been a bad person for a long time, she took two steps forward and let out a silver bell-like laughter: "Old monk, I'm talking to Xuan Ji, what's your business? Or do you want to keep Xuan Ji? Ji, but want everyone present to be buried with him?"

The speed of her action cannot be described in words, because there are countless heroes and heroes present, but no one can see through her actions and how she injured Xuankong.

Master Xuankong is also a powerful figure who can rank among the top players in the world, but under this little girl, she doesn't even have the strength to fight. Everyone has no doubt that if she wanted to, they might really have to explain it today. here it is! So if there is a chance to survive... even if it is at the expense of Master Xuanji, they will not say a word.

"Okay, let's go."

Go? Poppy thought Qing Huan was stupid. "You don't want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

"You, you look very smart, but clean up some stupid things. Why do these people want to choose the leader of the martial arts alliance, but they just want to wipe out the Tiantian Cult. The leader father is not as stupid as you, he is It won't come." Who knew Poppy would be so impulsive, wanting to vent his anger at Haitang, and want to make a contribution, and walked into someone's trap with his eyes open. "You help me take him away."

I don't know why, Poppy didn't dare to say anything in front of Qinghuan. He glanced at Qinghuan aggrievedly, and then turned to Xuanji and snorted coldly: "Can't keep up?"

Because Qing Huan was there, no one dared to stop him. All he could see was an elegant soft sedan that floated to the stage from nowhere, and Poppy went up, but bound Xuan Ji with ropes, so that he could only If you can follow it on foot, it will disappear after a while.

"My name is Hairpin Hua. From today onwards, I will be the left guardian of Kuantian Sect. If you have any dissatisfaction, just come to Kuantian Mountain, and I will be waiting for you there."

After speaking, she looked back at the nun of the Nanhai School. "As long as you don't touch the meat for 15 days, the worms will be cured without any medicine, otherwise..."

She didn't say the last half of the sentence. In the next second, she disappeared from the ring, only a string of crisp bells echoed. As it appeared, it disappeared as mysteriously. There was no one in the ring, as if that scene had never happened before.

What is the origin of this little evil star! With her in the Demon Sect, it's easier said than done to destroy it!

No matter how tangled and struggling the righteous people are, Qing Huan doesn't care, the only thing she cares about is Xuan Ji. When she was in Miaojiang before, she cultivated a lot of Gu worms, but they were useless all the time. Since Xuan Ji voluntarily suffered, she would feel sorry for herself if she didn't let him suffer.

Back to Peeping Heaven Sect, the first thing Qing Huan did was to see the leader, Daddy.

The sect leader's father is very good-looking, otherwise he would not have let his mother, who was the saint of Miao Jiang, fall in love at first sight. Although he has practiced evil arts for so many years, and there is a faint blackness between his eyebrows, he is still a handsome man, and he is still a good-looking man.

But he seems to be used to being ruthless. Along the way, he learned from Poppy's words that this leader's father has a face of Wannian Bingshan. It is natural for him to be expressionless, and his methods are vicious, so everyone in the church is very afraid of him. Even Poppy, who had been raised by him since childhood, did not dare to breathe heavily in front of his father, the leader.

Qing Huan is not. As soon as she met, she rushed over and hugged the leader's father's neck, tilted her little head and asked with a smile, "Are you my father?"

Dad, the leader, probably no one dared to treat him like this for many years, so he was lost for a while, and when he looked closely, the little man who was holding him was born in pink, jade, jade, and snow, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely small. prematurely deceased wife. Immediately, his heart softened and he lowered his voice, fearing to scare the daughter who he hadn't seen for many years: "Stand up, I'm not human, how can I be seen by others?"

Qing Huan stuck out her tongue, still coquettishly said: "Before in Miao Village, the great witches liked to take care of me, why do you like to take care of me? If this is the case, then I will leave and not come." Said Go on a stance to go.

The leader, father, grabbed her. Father and daughter are naturally blood thicker than water. How could he not love this daughter who was left in Miaojiang by him from birth. "Stop." I feel like I'm a little tough talking like this, not gentle enough, and I don't know if the delicate little girl can't stand it.

"Father, where do I live?"

Being so rubbed by her daughter, the little man is so cute, soft and sweet. Even the ruthless leader can't help but feel soft in his heart, he touched Qinghuan's head, "Daddy You will love it if someone in the early life has prepared a place for you.”

After arriving at the place where he lived, Qing Huan realized that the words of the leader's father were really not casual. The valley is as warm as spring, with countless exotic flowers and grasses, a small bamboo building living next to the water, and mist entwines every morning, it really is like a fairyland on earth.

It seems that the leader's father didn't completely ignore her, at least he was very clear about her likes. It is estimated that in the past ten years, although he has not visited her, he has not cut off contact with Miao Jiang. Otherwise, how could even the style of Zhulou just suit her?

Qing Huan likes others to treat her well, she is very happy, turned around and threw herself into the arms of the leader, thanking her coquettishly.

The sect leader has been alone for many years. Since his wife died, no one has been able to get close to him anymore. Now he is haunted by a baby. Although he scolds her for standing or sitting, she is still very beautiful in her heart.

Awan, look, our daughters are so old. I haven't taken care of her by her side these years, but don't worry, from now on, I will fight for my life and let our daughter live a happy life.

The leader also ate dinner with Qing Huan. Unexpectedly, the leader's cooking skills were good. The food was so delicious that Qing Huan almost swallowed his tongue. She likes others to treat her well, and she likes people who treat her well to be good at craftsmanship. Who told her not to value power or fame and fortune, but only her appetite? At the moment, he is very close to the leader. I'm afraid the leader didn't expect that just one meal would win over his daughter's heart.

After dinner, Qing Huan took the leader to see Xuan Ji. Xuan Ji was chained under a towering tree in front of the bamboo building, all limbs were trapped, but he still meditated cross-legged, extremely devout, as if no matter where he was, he would not be happy because of the external conditions. Or lost, and not frightened or relaxed because of who the enemy is.

One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi, all things are in the heart, not in the eyes.