Quick wear: blackened by the paranoid boss after being scum

Chapter 42 Blasphemy (4)

Jiang Li is a spoiled master, and the connivance of Huanxizong makes her always arrogant to the point of being rude.

For example, at this moment, seeing the existence that is regarded as a god by the entire world of cultivating immortals, he did not restrain himself at all.

Chu Fuyun's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't respond.

He pushed a cup of tea over, and then flipped through the books at hand.

As if bringing people in was just unintentional.

The surroundings were so quiet that there was no sound of wind, as if everything was isolated from the outside.

Tao Ran looked at the person in front of him, it seemed that he was not as inaccessible as in the legend.

She put her little sword into the Qiankun bag, and happily sat opposite Chu Fuyun.

Holding the cup of tea in both hands, he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction after taking a sip.

The person opposite had no desire to talk, and was obviously doing his own thing, Tao Ran naturally wouldn't bother.

She sat in a well-behaved manner, after a while, she became bored.

After changing her posture and finding that Chu Fuyun hadn't looked over, she carefully took out a Fengyue story book from the Qiankun bag.

Title - "Those Things the Chief Disciples of the Three Schools Love Me"

The colorful cover looks extremely unscrupulous at first glance, and Tao Ran felt a little embarrassed when he took it out.

But her Qiankun bag only has these things, and other things like "Overbearing Immortal Venerable Forced Love" and "Brother Paranoid Please Let Me Go" seem to be even more difficult to take out...

But now if she keeps staring blankly, it seems embarrassing, Tao Ran wavers from side to side.

She glanced at Chu Fuyun quickly, and found that the person opposite had turned a page again, obviously treating her like air.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly sealed the book on the table with a serious face, as if she was indeed studying some secret method.

Chu Fuyun lowered her eyebrows, and the frost-like indifference in her eyes covered by her long eyelashes was a little loose.

There is still no wind outside the window, and the surroundings are still dead silent.

It seems that in the whole world, there is only the sound of the girl's shallow breathing.

Chu Fuyun tapped on the yellowed ancient book with her fingertips, but her consciousness fell on the girl who was already sitting in an awkward posture.

That person was reserved at first, but now that he found out that he ignored her, he lost his worries heartlessly.

The upper body was leaning lazily against the table, propping his cheek with one hand, and flipping through the weird book with the other.

She looked at it seriously, sometimes frowning, sometimes raising her lips, and sometimes even gritted her teeth angrily, as if she was a little annoyed.

After a long time, she smacked her lips and subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab the side.

It was only after he failed that he suddenly realized that he withdrew his hand resentfully.

What does she want?
The ancient book in Chu Fuyun's hand hadn't been turned for a long time, but as if he didn't realize it, he subconsciously focused all his thoughts on the girl.

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On the other side, the Huanxi Sect members who had just arrived at the Buddhist Sect approached Qiu Ziqing aggressively.

At that time, Qiu Ziqing was instructing seniors and juniors in the school field, surrounded by a group of heaven's favored children, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by stars.

Just when he was about to talk, a flying sword directly brushed the side of his face, cutting off a strand of hair near his ear.

In an instant, everyone's expressions changed suddenly, and their killing intent was rampant.

Although the Buddhist sect occupies the word "Buddha", they don't shave their degrees, so they can't help but feel dirty.

Except for a bunch of exaggerated rules and regulations, there is no difference from ordinary monks.

"Chou Ziqing!" Before the person arrived, the loud voice seemed to overturn the mountain, killing violently.

A cold light flashed in Qiu Ziqing's eyes, he made a formula with one hand, and pulled out the long sword that was sunk deep in the ground from the air, and then stabbed back with murderous aura.

Su Shangjing, who was falling from a high altitude to the school grounds, had dead eyes and cold eyes, caught his natal sword with his bare hands, and was shocked to take a few steps back.

After he settled down, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

But even so, he still stared at Qiu Ziqing, as if he was looking at a corpse.

"Bring Jiang Li back!!" He roared hoarsely, and raised his sword again while speaking.

The Yan He people who rushed over hurriedly dragged him back.

"Calm down!" Yan He scolded Su Shangjing.

The Buddhist sect disciples surrounding Qiu Ziqing over there all looked disgusted.

Some couldn't hold back, so they said: "That precious junior sister of your family is like a piece of dog skin plaster. If she was in the Buddhist sect, wouldn't she put it on my senior brother?"

As soon as these words came out, as if some kind of consecration had been opened, everyone started to mock.

"A girl who has no sense of shame at all, and is as unrestrained as Moxiu, is really a good disciple of Huanxi Sect."

"I don't even look at my aptitude and cultivation, but I also want to emulate our senior brother. It's very strange for this toad to eat swans."

Everyone in the Huanxi Sect was overwhelmed when they heard it, and each hand holding the long sword began to strain so hard that veins popped out.

Yan He at the front lowered his head, his brows and eyes were all buried in the shadows.

Wei Ziyuan secretly thought that it was not good, and immediately grabbed Yan He, "Brother! Calm down! Calm down!"

"I calm down his grandma, bear!!"

The moment Wei Ziyuan made his move, Yan He suddenly raised his head, so murderous that he seemed to wring the heads of the disciples of the Buddhist sect.

The two sides are vying for each other, and they hate each other in the first place, but now they can't wait to tear each other into pieces.

When the war was about to break out, a large shadow suddenly covered most of the Buddhist sect.

Everyone looked up in astonishment, and saw the solemn and majestic Xihe Shenzhou staying in the sky above their heads.

The coercion belonging to the strong made it very difficult for everyone to stand up, especially the outer disciples, who had already knelt on the ground tremblingly and did not dare to move at will.

The faces of everyone on the school field changed, and they immediately put away their natal swords, and bowed to Xihe Shenzhou in unison to salute.

"I have seen your honor."

"Eldest brother! Hey! Eldest brother, I'm here!" Just after everyone's voice fell, an excited voice fell into their ears.

Yan He's eyelids twitched, and he looked up subconsciously.

Sure enough, I saw that little bastard from Jiangli waving excitedly at him on the Shenzhou, and seeing him look over, he jumped up happily again.

Yan He didn't dare to take a breath, because standing next to Jiangli was Venerable Yunfu with cold and indifferent eyes.

That person's gaze fell on him along with the departing gaze, and the fear from the soul made his legs weak subconsciously.

When he was in a trance, Tao Ran had already jumped to his side.

She had seen the tense situation on the flying boat before, and after thinking about it for a while, Tao Ran understood.

Yan He and the others probably thought that they had sneaked out to find Qiu Ziqing again.

Given how much Fozong hated Huanxizong, Yan He and the others must have been wronged.

Tao Ran narrowed his eyes, and suddenly waved towards Xihe Shenzhou.

"Your honor!"

　Hahaha, short guard Tao Xiaoran is starting to trick people ()
　　
　
(End of this chapter)