Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

"Her master looks so aloof and ignores me, but she keeps flirting with me." Bing Chenji thought of something and looked sour.

Although he had no ambition, he was not interested in being a leftover cuckold in the Holy Light Temple.

Qi Wu Yue pushed a plate of melon seeds to Bing Chen Ji: "It's not a bad thing, just take it if she throws it to you. Go and help me confirm one thing."

Then said something.

Bing Chenji put some melon seeds in his pocket and went there with a face that looked like she was being forced into prostitution.

Nong Jiale was restless, but he gritted his teeth and followed him.

Seeing Bing Chenji walking towards her on his own initiative, Jiao Xing was naturally happy, and she hurriedly lifted her dress and walked towards him gracefully.

She squeezed out two tears, twisted the handkerchief in her hand, and called softly, "Master Bing, it was Jiao Xing's fault before. She almost hurt you. Jiao Xing apologizes to you."

As she spoke, she leaned forward and bowed gracefully.

Although she does not have the fairy-like beauty of Xingyue, she has a slender waist and is weak and unable to take care of herself. Her almond-shaped eyes are bright and often filled with tears, which makes her look quite beautiful.

Bing Chenji comforted himself, thinking that it was pleasing to the eye after all. He put the fan on his waist and walked forward to help Jiao Xing up.

Nong Jiale pulled off a piece of weed with a "click".

Jiao Xing slipped her soft and boneless little hand into Bing Chenji's hand without leaving any trace, a shy blush appeared on her face, and her eyes hinted: "Master~"

Bing Chenji felt as if he had been touched by something horrible. He quickly took the handkerchief from Jiao Xing's hand and couldn't wait to shake off the slippery claws in his hand that were as slippery as a snake.

He said a little embarrassedly: "Well, it's none of your business. The handkerchief is nice. Lend it to me to wipe my sweat."

Having said that, he put the handkerchief in his pocket and was about to leave.

How could Jiao Xing let go of the duck she had caught? She held her head, made an uncomfortable posture, and threw herself into Bing Chenji's arms and snuggled up to him.

She bit her lip and raised her tearful almond eyes, looking as pitiful as a pear blossom in the rain: "Master, Jiao Xing seems to be feeling a little uncomfortable. Could you please hold Jiao Xing for me——"

Before he could finish his words, Jiao Xing screamed "Ouch" and flew out of Bing Chenji's arms.

Nong Jiale got hot-headed and rushed forward, pushing the pretentious woman away with his butt aggressively.

So the young master successfully got a leg up.

Bing Chenji stared at Nong Jiale who had squeezed into his arms: "What are you doing?"

Nong Jiale swallowed his saliva, sweat on his forehead: "Um... Actually... Master, listen to my explanation!"

Bing Chenji sneered and kicked him: "Nong Jiale, you are so bold!"

Bingchenji: ヽ(ヽ `д′)ヽ`д′)ヽ`д′)┌┛┌┛┌┛★)`3゜)y

He gnashed his teeth at the lackey.

"I think you'll tear the roof off the house if I don't punish you for three days!"

Nong Jiale covered his kicked butt and jumped around while crying out for injustice, and did not forget to take the opportunity to step on Jiao Xing.

"Master, I'm afraid she'll hurt you!"

"Master, have you forgotten that when she pounced on you earlier, you fell on your butt!"

"Not only is she unlucky, but she's also dressed in white, like she's mourning a dead person!"

"My mother has always told me that this kind of person brings bad luck wherever they go, and whoever they come into contact with will suffer misfortune. Young Master, you must stay away from her."

Nong Jiale covered his buttocks and jumped around to avoid it, still with a tone that showed he was thinking about the young master wholeheartedly, and condemned angrily: "Really, she looks quite heavy, what if she crushes the young master again?"

Jiao Xing was so angry that her face turned blue and red.

You are the one who is not underweight! She is not fat at all, it is obvious that she has a great figure!

This damn dog!

With Nong Jiale's antics, Bing Chenji was able to break away from Jiao Xing's entanglement.

Not relieved yet.

He put the handkerchief that Qi Wu Yue wanted on the small sandalwood table, and found that his cushion was occupied by a little girl.

The little girl looked very cute. She looked at Qi Wu Yue with starry eyes. Her voice was soft and she chirped like a lark: "Beautiful sister, I finally found you."

Qi Wu Yue had a blank expression on his face. He resisted the urge to hit someone and signaled Gu Beiguo to take the person away.

Brother Gu took the little girl away and asked seriously, "Would you like to sign up?"

The little girl's eyes lit up.

Hmm? Sign up? That means I'm on the same team with the pretty sister!

She nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes!"

He pulled the tall physical trainee over and said, "My name is Huanyi, and this is my brother Huanshu. Both of you need to sign up."

"Well...our boss has set up a small test that you need to pass." The little golden man pointed a small length with his fingers and tested.

There were people who wanted to sign up to join the team before, but they were all knocked down by Gu Beiguo or forced to flee after being blown up by the explosive spirit balls.

Huan Yi waved her hand and said, "No problem! Come on!"

The little golden man said cautiously: "There are two kinds of tests. One is to hold on to Brother Guoguo for a quarter of an hour, and the other is to block the attack of the explosive spirit ball... for a quarter of an hour."

His eyes showed uneasiness, because some students started to back off after hearing the words "explosive spirit ball".

"Exploding spirit ball? That's easy. Brother, you do this and I'll go fight him." Huan Yi made some quick arrangements and swung the silk thread in his hand to attack Gu Beiguo.

The little golden man took out a bunch of explosive spirit balls and silently looked at the little giant Huan Shu: "...I, I smashed it?"

Huan Shu said in a muffled voice: "Come on."

Then stand still.

The little golden man raised the explosive spirit ball, then put it down silently, and couldn't help but remind him: "Aren't you going to run?"

The Exploding Spirit Ball can be thrown at will by cultivators below the Sealing Spirit Stage. Although the man in front of him is at the sixth level of Condensing Veins, it is obvious that he is within the attack range of the Exploding Spirit Ball.

Huan Shu was puzzled: "Aren't we going to be hit by the explosive spirit ball for a quarter of an hour? Come on, little brother. I have thick skin and flesh, so it won't be a problem."

The little golden man hesitated and tentatively threw out an explosive spirit ball.

The explosive ball rolled to Huanshu's feet.

The little golden man quickly covered his ears.

With a loud bang, dust began to roll.

There was a special luster on the tall and slender body, and he used the luster to cover his clothes.

Yes, he is protecting the clothes.

Compared to the little golden man, he threw out an explosive spirit ball which made a loud bang, and threw out an explosive spirit ball which made a loud bang. The tall and big body cultivator stood still in the explosion.

Brother Gu’s side is much more interesting.

No one knew what material the silk thread in Huanyi's hand was made of. It was as thin as a hair but could block Gu Beiguo's sword.

Gu Beiguo slashed with his sword three times but failed to cut through the dense white silk threads in front of him, and his eyes became more filled with fighting spirit.

You know, ever since he came out of the seal, he has been extremely sharp.

But the magic sword is still a magic sword after all. After the sword light slashed for the tenth time, more than a dozen snow-white silk threads were finally broken.

Joy:!!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

She stared at the broken thread in amazement: "No, what grade is your sword?"

The Sky Spider Silk has been soaked in the secret magic of the Corpse Puppet Clan, making it indestructible and stronger than gold and stone.

It was always her silk thread that cut through the opponent's spiritual sword. Even an earth-level magic weapon would not be able to cut it off within ten strokes.

Unless, the grade is ridiculously high.

Gu Beiguo: "Immortal level."

Huan Yi: "...It's ridiculously high indeed."