The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

[Brother is the best in the world]: Miss Chao Zhao, just call me Xueqing!

Chao Zhao readily agreed and asked her to call him Chao Zhao as well.

Wen Xueqing was worthy of being able to create a hot topic of Xuantian Order out of nothing by himself, and told Chao Zhao a lot of things.

[Brothers are the best in the world]: I heard that the demons in Huangtun Valley have started to attack the seal again, so they came so early! Not only that, this time Jianhua Xianzong invited many forces, even the big clans in Zhongzhou have sent people over! The others are the elite disciples of the major sects.

[Brother, the best in the world]: And Chao Zhao, let me tell you in secret, it is said that this time not only the method of communication is different from the past, but the Jianhua Immortal Sect has also generously offered a secret realm for cultivation.

[Brothers are the best in the world]: I am really looking forward to the gathering of geniuses from all the major sects. It will definitely be something to watch! !

Chao Zhao raised her eyebrows calmly. She also felt that it was very interesting. That was the time for the protagonists to become famous, show off their skills and get slapped in the face.

By then, all the rising newcomers in the world of cultivation will probably gather together.

Chao Zhao tried to obtain some conditions from Wen Xueqing for the Jianhua Immortal Sect to invite him to the sect, but the invitation was too vague and even Wen Xueqing was not clear.

In desperation, Chao Zhao had to give up on breaking through her.

*

After Ji Wushe demonstrated his sword skills to Chao Zhao while sober that day, he went to the restaurant at the foot of Zong Qing Mountain and got drunk the next day.

Only this time, he clearly felt the pointing eyes of the people around him.

Ji Wushe: “?”

He was a little confused, but still called the waiter to bring him a few jars of wine.

The waiter brought the jar of wine over, mumbling: "You old drunkard! How dare you come here to drink!"

“…I didn’t pay you last time?”

Ji Wushe frowned. This shouldn’t be the case.

He would always replenish his spirit stones at the restaurant. It had only been a short time since the last time he replenished his spirit stones, so it was impossible for him to have used them up so quickly.

"Last time, your daughter rushed here in a hurry, and stayed at home because her son was seriously ill. But you only went back for a day and came here again."

The guy cursed, "Your child is unlucky to have a father like you! You've been drinking for so many years, and I've never seen you fall ill."

Ji Wushe: "........."

The restaurant waiter soon left with a look of disappointment in his eyes. Ji Wushe's keen perception made it impossible for him to ignore the pointing and criticizing looks around him.

He took a deep breath, and for the first time he felt that the fine wine that had accompanied him through countless days and nights could sometimes be hard to swallow.

Zhao Zhao is really his good disciple...

Just as I was thinking this, my peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the street of the town below.

In his gray vision, no extra colors could be seen.

But he always took it for granted that the colors belonging to Chao Zhao must be vivid and brilliant.

But he had just finished talking about his little disciple when she appeared? !

Could it be that they are here to rescue him again?

Ji Wushe sucked in a breath of cold air. In his sea of ​​consciousness, which had been silent for a long time like a pool of stagnant water, suddenly, a few panic ripples appeared for no reason.

——How will Chao Zhao arrange him again? !

Three hundred years ago, when facing the encirclement and suppression of nine demon generals and five demon kings, Ji Wushe not only did not feel the slightest bit nervous, but his whole body's desire to win was aroused.

But now, facing his eighteen-year-old apprentice, he had to admit that he was a little restless.

But when Chao Zhao was about to reach the restaurant, he turned a corner and walked to the lady who was selling buns next door.

"Auntie, give me a bun!"

"?"

Ji Wushe's tense mind almost broke for a moment.

Chao Zhao took the bun handed over by the old lady and ate it contentedly. She had no idea of ​​her master's thoughts at this time. Her purpose today was definitely not to save her master.

After all, in order to get an invitation to the sect exchange conference, they must first let the world know about the situation of their Xianyu Sect.

So Chao Zhao went down the mountain today to see if there was any way to let the people living at the foot of the mountain know that there is actually a sect stationed in Zong Qingshan.

Just after finishing his bun and preparing to say goodbye to the bun lady, Chao Zhao heard an unpleasant voice coming from the side.

"Hey, are you the daughter of that old drunkard?"

Chao Zhao's gaze shifted and fell on the young man wearing gold and silver outside the bun shop.

His eyebrows were haughty and narrow, outlining a hint of arrogance. The robe on his body was mainly purple and gold in color. Although the clothes were gorgeous and flamboyant, when he wore them he looked like a funny child who had stolen adult clothes.

When he noticed Chao Zhao's gaze, he became even more complacent: "So, are you stunned by my gaze?"

"......" Chao Zhao was silent for a moment, then turned his head away silently and made a vomiting gesture.

"so close!"

She patted her chest and said thankfully, "I almost vomited such a delicious bun."

"you!"

The young man finally realized that he had been humiliated, his face flushed with shame and anger, "You little bitch, do you know who I am?"

"...Are you a cuckold?"

Chao Zhao hesitated for a second.

"You are the bastard! I am the mayor's son, Wang Liu!"

"Your last name is Wang!"

Chao Zhao pretended to be shocked, "Only a turtle would ask others who he is every day."

"I told you I'm not a cuckold!" Wang Liu glared at her angrily, "And your acting is so fake. You're so uneducated and have an alcoholic father. No wonder no one has come to propose marriage to you even at your age!"

"Don't you dare talk about my dad!"

Chao Zhao's sudden counterattack made Ji Wushe, who was watching the show at the window on the second floor of the restaurant, feel suddenly warm in his heart. It turned out that his little disciple was considerate of him.

But the next moment-

"What's wrong with my dad being an alcoholic? He didn't drink your wine, nor did he sleep on your floor, nor did he use your wood to build a house!"

"Even though he gets drunk all day and wears the same clothes all the time, I know he doesn't stink at all!"

Chao Zhao's words were powerful and serious.

Ji Wushe: “???”

His eyes went dark and the hand holding the wine cup suddenly loosened its grip.

Wang Liu was also stunned. He asked blankly, "Are you speaking for your father or scolding him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his tone suddenly weakened, "Also, does your father really only wear one set of clothes for the entire year?"

"So what's wrong!"

Zhao Zhao put his hands on his hips and hummed twice, "He really doesn't stink at all!"

On the second floor of the restaurant, Ji Wushe resigned himself to his fate and propped up his forehead with his hand.

——Fortunately, no one here knows his true identity.