After overcoming the tribulation and being struck by lightning, she was reincarnated: She returned a

Zhao Qingyan felt that as the second in command, of course she had to step forward.

So she transformed into a giant monster and appeared in front of everyone, and then roared at them.

The disciples of Wuji Sect were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, for fear that they would fall into the opponent's bloody mouth.

"Fight, we, we fight."

What else can I do? If you don't obey, you will die.

They didn't quite understand what Jing Li meant by beating. The only thing that was clear was that it wasn't to kill them.

So, as long as they beat each other to the satisfaction of the adult hiding in the dark, can they leave?

Thinking of this, they looked at each other and ignored it.

"Bang! Bang! Ah!"~

"I'll go, can't you be gentler?"

With these words on his lips, he never showed mercy when he beat people.

……

Several people were stunned by each other's beatings, and within a moment, all of them were bruised and swollen, as swollen as a pig's head.

"Sir, sir, can you have sex?"

No part of their faces or bodies was intact, and they howled in disarray with their tongues wide open.

Zhao Qingyan felt that the fighting scene was indeed wonderful, and she praised Jingli's idea of ​​tormenting people in her heart. "Huanhuan, tell me why you let that little bitch and your fiancé go in the first place."

Jing Li didn't expect that Zhao Qingyan was still brooding about this matter. She had never cared about him at all, so the clown was not worthy of her to take action.

"Correction, that is not my fiancé. I have never admitted it from the beginning to the end."

Fortunately, Jing Li and Zhao Qingyan communicated with each other from the bottom of their hearts. Otherwise, if Lingmiao heard it, he would definitely go to the Yuan Kingdom.

The two of them chatted happily in their hearts, but the few Wuji Sect disciples lying on the ground were in pain, tremblingly waiting for Jing Li's final judgment.

"Nuannuo, what should we do now?"

Zhao Qingyan lowered her head and looked at the people lying down.

"You guys, search for each other and keep the valuable treasures. Remember, you must keep everything clean. Don't leave any behind, otherwise I will find out, hum~!"

How could they dare to resist? They would do whatever Jingli said.

The few people were not as arrogant as before. They were shaking like quails at this time. There was no need to search each other. They took out their mustard bags very proactively and poured out everything obediently, for fear of fearing that this gentleman One was unhappy and stretched out his fingers to crush them to death.

"Okay, you can go!"

Jingli finally showed mercy and let them go.

The Wuji Sect disciples stood up hurriedly and tremblingly, supporting each other shoulder to shoulder and leaving, their movements slow.

"Disappear in front of me immediately, otherwise..."

No need for Jing Li, otherwise, when they heard this, several people ignored the pain in their bodies and were so scared that they peeed and moved quickly and quickly, their lives were at stake.

After Jing Li went down, she didn't see any treasures. She put them all into a mustard bag and planned to throw them back to Tan Haotian for them to share among themselves. These things couldn't get into her eyes.

When Lingmiao saw this scene, she always felt that Jingli was too skilled, and felt that she had done this before.

Jingli returned home with a full load, waving her sleeves without taking away a single cloud.

"The king called me to patrol the mountain~ah!"

Then Zhao Qingyan also learned this phrase and sang it along with Jing Li.

Everywhere they passed by in the Yunluo Mountains, they left behind this magical and brainwashing song.

Rong Jiu resisted the urge to cover his ears and recited the sword technique crazily silently. He was afraid that he would go crazy.

***

After the opening of the Yunluo Mountain Range, Wuji Sect set up rest and healing stations in several peripheral places in order to show the grandeur of the sect.

All monks can use it, and there will also be stewards related to Wuji Sect staying at the station to take charge.

However, there were very few Wuji Sect disciples stationed in the station in the past. After all, in their own base, the chance of them being injured is still very small. Even if they are injured, they can usually handle it themselves, and they will not be so embarrassed that they need to go to the station to receive help.

But this year things are different.

Not long after the Yunluo Mountain Range was opened, the first batch of injured people came to the station.

Yan Guanshi can get a lot of money and water from the station every time. Who doesn't love this job where you can get benefits without straining your bones and muscles by just talking.

And he didn't expect that people would come to the door at the beginning of this year, which made Yan Guanshi couldn't help but be happy. Originally, the people below could just go there, but at least they were the first batch of people, and he wanted to greet them personally.

Manager Yan walked out with a grin on his face. Since the other party had a bruised nose and face, he couldn't see what he looked like, and he wasn't wearing Wuji Sect clothes, so he could recognize him as a ghost.

"Fellow Taoists, please come this way, please come this way."

Manager Yan's expression of pity and distress for them was vivid, but if it weren't for the excitement in his eyes, they would really believe it.

Moreover, these old disciples of the Wuji Sect don't know what happens in this station every year.

So everyone knows what Yan Guanshi is thinking.

The robbery failed but was robbed. The house leaked and it rained all night, which made my heart hurt even more.

"Strict stewardship, call a few people over to take care of you..."

These slightly familiar words made Yan Guanshi dumbfounded.