"Xiaoer, you go out first." The flower peacock glanced at Xiaoer who was waiting by the door, then bowed his head and left.
At the same time, Chu Xiaotao grabbed Jin Cancan in front of her with her backhand, and brought her behind her. A water-blue fairy silk appeared in her right hand, bound the oncoming sword blade, and threw it back.
The voice was a little cold.
"Your Excellency's sudden attack is really without the slightest courtesy."
The sword cultivator who brought out the sword yelled coldly, "Which sect and sect are you a disciple of, and you actually associate with evildoers, so hurry up and hand her over, or don't blame me for being rude to you in Jiuxiao Palace!"
"Who is the evildoer, you are the evildoer. I have never hurt anyone. I have absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon and turned it into a human form. Why do you open and close your mouth and call it a monster? Is your mouth full of dung? It stinks, I "
"Cancan." Chu Xiaotao hurriedly stopped Jin Cancan, who was about to rush forward to argue and fight, and asked the equally aggressive female cultivator: "Nine Heavens Palace, which sect?" The tone was obviously unfamiliar.
This time, not only the female cultivator, but also the flower peacock watching from the wall, couldn't help but cast a surprise look at Chu Xiaotao, but her face was covered by a white bamboo hat, and her spiritual consciousness was also blocked by something, and she couldn't help but cast a surprised look on Chu Xiaotao. Peek into its true face.
The complexion couldn't help but be serious.
Putting down the wine glass in his hand, he stood up with smiling eyes bent into crescents and walked to the nun, holding down the hilt of the sword in her hand.
"Harmony makes money, harmony makes money, what's the point of beating and killing people, Fu'er, what did the master tell us before we went out? Do you want your brother to be punished for you?"
"Eldest senior brother, she is a demon!" Meng Fu looked behind the girl wearing the white bamboo hat unwillingly, and Jin Cancan glared back unwillingly, and even made a provocative grimace.
"you!"
"Okay, Fu'er, there is no bloody smell on this monster, and I think it really has never killed anyone. If so, it should be regarded as doing good deeds, so what if I let her go?" Holding the woman who was about to go up to the bar.
"It's not certain who will let it go." Jin Cancan muttered in a low voice, and then her expression suddenly became tangled, because Chu Xiaotao secretly rubbed the soft flesh around her waist.
A bright warning.
And the female cultivator over there is obviously a bit dead-headed.
"Senior brother, a demon is a demon. Even if she doesn't hurt people now, she might hurt people in the future. Only by cutting the grass and roots can we avoid future troubles forever."
"Fu'er" Hua Peacock looked at this junior sister with some headaches, because both her parents were killed by demons when she was young, and she has never passed this hurdle, and her hatred for demons is so deep that she is obsessed.
If things go on like this, it will be extremely detrimental to practice, and she may become obsessed, but with her current appearance, it is obvious that she can't listen to anyone's words, immersed in her own world, and it is difficult to break free.
It can only sink deeper and deeper as the "swamp" makes people very disturbed.
"That" Chu Xiaotao said suddenly, and raised her question, "Before bullying someone, shouldn't you check the opponent's cultivation base? You are not afraid of kicking the iron plate, and you will lose money if you steal the chicken?"
"It seems that your master is not a great one either. He only knows how to talk to himself after he teaches something." Jin Cancan consciously continued, with a provocative arc on his mouth.
It was only then that the two realized that, apart from the monster's cultivation, the girl in the white bamboo hat was a cloud of mist, and they couldn't see clearly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com