The little junior sister started acting like a monster again!

——Shanju Inn (in private room)

After the other disciples came down from the top of the mountain, they gathered again in the inn. Wen Musheng and Shi Qingyou were worried about Gu Jinshu.

Wen Mu Sheng sat next to Qi Mingze: "Are you sure you don't want to get Junior Sister Gu back? After all, the current situation is special, and you also know how powerful the bloodthirsty formation is. If there is another bloodthirsty formation..."

Qi Mingze paused while holding up the teacup, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye and said, "I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious yet. You have said this in my ear seventy or eighty times."

My ears are almost calloused.

Wen Mu Sheng shut up when he said that. Why did she feel that he looked at her so familiarly now?

There seemed to be an urge to beat him.

It must be his delusion, right?

Shi Qingyou was still not at ease. She always felt that Gu Jinshu was too impulsive. He was unfamiliar with the place and he would be the one who got hurt if something happened. Moreover, there was no one around him to take care of him.

Thinking of discussing it with Qi Mingze: "Junior brother Qi, how about you take a few disciples to find her. We can understand the desire to save our senior brother, but it is too dangerous to go alone..."

Qi Mingze felt tired of being surrounded by two people. He was not worried about what would happen to his junior sister now. He only knew that if the beeping continued, the mouths of these two people would be blistered.

Why are there always people teetering on the edge of his patience?

He had no choice but to put down the teacup, turned his face to her and said, "I've been here less than half an hour, and you've said this almost eighty or ninety times."

Finally, he said to the two of them: "Are you going to compete with each other about whose smooth talk?"

Wen Musheng/Shi Qingyou: "Your dislike is a little bit obvious..."

Shi Qingyou, who refused to give up, wanted to work harder and said, "Or should Wen Musheng lead his disciples to find her? That's okay, it's better than her alone..."

Qi Mingze just took a sip of tea, and before he put down the cup, he heard the same words again and sighed deeply.

Before she could finish her words, she simply dropped two pills into their respective teacups.

Wen Mu Sheng and Shi Qingyou opened their mouths slightly, looking dumbfounded at the spiced tea in front of them: "..."

No, buddy, don’t you avoid people even when you’re drugged?

Oh, Qi Mingze.

That's fine.

This is his usual style.

It was his junior sister who was here before, and after spending a few days together, I thought he had changed a lot because of having his junior sister. I never thought that when junior sister Gu was no longer around, he would show his true colors.

If this had happened before, the second time they talked nonsense, they might have had this stuff in their tea.

Sure enough, they heard Qi Mingze say: "Are you familiar? Do you want to continue?" The cold tone made them feel the cold wind of winter instantly.

Wen Mu Sheng and Shi Qingyou shook their heads: "Thank you for your kindness."

Well...my mind is clear now.

How could they not be familiar with dark pills? !

The black surface is like their dark history.

The death that year was still fresh in their minds, and they didn't want to experience losing face in front of many elders and sect leaders again.

An Zhiluo, who entered the school late, turned his head towards his senior brother out of curiosity and asked in a low voice: "Second senior brother, do you know what the pills in their tea are? Why do you make senior brothers and sisters so afraid?"

Hua Wuyuan lowered his head slightly and whispered: "That pill was probably made by Qi Mingze, and it's called 'Hipyin Pill'. If you take it, you will lose your voice for a few hours. When you talk, you will hiccup continuously, and the hiccups will occur." They are all sounds of animals."

An Zhiluo: "...Did his pills harm many disciples?"

Hua Wuyuan nodded: "It was the day before the meeting of the six major sects. It seems that Qi Mingze was offended for some reason. He was drugged that night. They couldn't speak until the meeting started on the second day."

An Zhiluo's confused eyes did not understand this operation and asked: "Why don't you take the antidote?"

Hua Wuyuan recalled some of Qi Mingze's naughty moves and was still a little frightened: "Little junior sister, remember, don't mess with Qi Mingze in the future. This guy is not a good person at first glance."

An Zhiluo had a question mark on his face: "Huh...?"

Hua Wuyuan continued: "The elixirs he refined cannot be trusted. Many disciples have been brutally murdered by him. The elixirs he refined were all modified by him without permission. The antidote was not refined in a hurry. ”

An Zhiluo's mouth twitched: "I understand."

He lowered his eyes and continued to drink the tea in his hand, but with one more movement, he held the cup tightly in his hand, unwilling to put it down again.

In my mind, I remembered the advice my senior brother gave me.

"You must stay away from the Lianhua Sect, there are no good people in the Lianhua Sect!"

But obviously she has been getting along with them these past few days, especially the little junior sister who has been secretly observing them. She seems to be very close to them and has an easy-going personality. She still wants to communicate with her further.

Drinking his own tea, he still felt a little regretful.