The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Lin Mobai was so angry that his face turned blue again.

This younger brother was disobedient when he was young.

I thought it would be better when I grew up, but I didn't expect that the older I was, the more disobedient I was.

Most of the people around don't know Xiaojing's identity, so it's just a matter of embarrassing Xiaojing himself.

As a result, Lin Jinghong eagerly moved over.

It is reasonable and understandable that others don't recognize Xiaojing.How could he not recognize Lin Jinghong, the young master of the Lin family?

Lin Jinghong wore such a clan robe on his body, ostentatiously passing through the market, but he didn't care about his status.

In the end, he didn't listen to the yelling, he stuck to Xiaojing like a dog's tail, and didn't say to pull him from the side, or persuade him a few words.

Anyway, let Xiaojing calm down and don't do things that are too outrageous and discredit the Lin family.

However, Lin Jinghong is used to willfulness, and he can do whatever he wants.

Lin Mobai himself could not tell him to scold or beat him, let alone others.

Who dares to show Lin Jinghong's face?

Lin Mobai saw that the villagers were all ashamed, and there was a vast ruin in front of him.

There is a lot of smoke and dust in the air, and some sparks are jumping around. When the mountain wind blows, it blows black smoke all over the mountain.

Falling on the body is a layer of floating ash.

Lin Mobai raised his hand and brushed the dust off his sleeves. Seeing that the snow-white boots under Lin Jinghong's feet were all dirty, he frowned again.

He was patient, raised a voice, and called again: "Jinghong, come here."

Lin Jinghong ignored him this time, and waved his hands directly with his back to him, his eyes fixed on Xiaojing who was staggering in front of him.

Just like a pug, with only one arm left.

He also followed Xiaojing step by step, bent his spine, and raised his hand to help Xiaojing pull the hem of his clothes, so as not to let the ruins stain Xiaojing's clothes.

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples of the Lin family also looked at each other in dismay, subconsciously discussing in a low voice: "What's wrong, young master?"

"Who knows!"

"When did the young master treat others so courteously?"

Lin Mobai frowned, and turned his eyes coldly.

Seeing this, the disciples quickly cupped their swords and closed their mouths tightly.

I knew it, Lin Mobai knew it would be like this!

In private, it was fine for Lin Jinghong to treat Xiao Jing so attentively, but this is the occasion.

Lin Mobai felt ashamed just to see his own disciples and the villagers who met by chance.

In the future, Lin Jinghong would still have such a hot face against Xiaojing's cold butt.

And Xiaojing has always remained so... so dull, with incomplete six senses, regardless of relatives and estrangements, ignorant of propriety, righteousness and shame... even doing embarrassing things all the time.

Then, Lin Mobai was thinking about whether to bring Xiaojing back to Linjian Villa.

Even if he brought it back, what kind of identity should he give Xiaojing?

Lin Jing's identity must not be given to Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing is not Lin Jing, the former Taoist master who was so gorgeous.

It's not impossible to accept Xiaojing as a righteous brother.

It's just that Xiaojing's current age is many years younger than Lin Jinghong, so it is obviously inappropriate for Xiaojing to call Brother Lin Jinghong instead.

The most important thing is that Lin Mobai never planned to return the identity of the young master of the Lin family to Xiaojing.

If Xiaojing returned to Linjian Villa, he would not be the young master anymore.

Even though Lin Jinghong had an arm broken, he was unruly and willful, he was not obedient and would not listen to persuasion, and he was used to acting recklessly.

Even so, Lin Mobai will not give up the identity of the young master to Xiaojing.

If the original Lin Jing was alive, maybe Lin Mobai would still consider it.

Suddenly, Lin Mobai noticed the Taoist priest beside him, he glanced sideways at Yue Wuchen, and said in a deep voice, "You are..."

Yue Wuchen didn't say anything, and followed to check on the wounded.

Lin Jinghong followed Xiaojing step by step, followed him to investigate the wounded, and even asked for credit from the side.

"Ah Xuan, we saved these people! My eldest brother and I came across this place last night and saw an evil cultivator setting fire here. Not only did we rescue all the villagers, but we also caught the evil cultivator who set the fire. You say you How to deal with it, then how to deal with it, I'm all up to you!"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you for saving the villagers, thank you!"

Xiao Jing hurriedly thanked, wandering around the crowd, trying to find Erhu's family, but he couldn't find it after scanning around.

"Ah Xuan, are you looking for Erhu's father and mother?" One of the villagers choked up and said, "They...they already...you should see for yourself!"

As he spoke, two almost charred corpses were lifted out from the crowd.

Xiao Jing stared blankly for a long time, but he didn't recognize them. They were the aunt and the uncle.

"The fire started at Erhu's house first, and then spread to the neighbor's house. The fire was so intense that it couldn't be stopped at all! Erhu's father had bad legs and couldn't run fast, so Erhu's mother carried Erhu on her back first. When I came out, I saw Erhu’s father didn’t come out, so I went back to look for it. As a result, the two of them were crushed by the collapsed beams... By the time we went in to rescue them, it was already... almost dying, Ah Xuan, Erhu Niang Still angry, you call her, call her quickly!"

Only then did Xiao Jing wake up as if from a dream, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, trying to hug Erhu Niang several times, but she didn't know where to start.

Seeing Er Huniang's lips moving, she knelt down and listened.

I heard Erhu Niang whisper softly: "Ah Xuan, Madam originally wanted to make glutinous rice in bamboo tubes for you. The glutinous rice and red dates have been soaked in advance, just waiting for you to come back... But now, Madam has no way to make it for you. gone."

Xiao Jing shook his head, unable to utter a word.

"Ah Xuan, in fact, my aunt knows that the Taoist priest is not a great dragon... But my aunt is still very happy, from the bottom of my heart..."

Xiaojing trembled violently, his throat choked.

"Ah Xuan, someone broke into the house suddenly and wanted to snatch the treasure that the Taoist priest gave us for self-defense... The man also said that he knew Dalong and that Dalong had died seven years ago...he said , Said that Dalong had his hands and feet crippled by Daozong, wandered outside, and was frozen to death on the way home... My poor son, his hands and feet were all crippled..."

Xiao Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide, and heard Er Hu Niang continue: "I am a woman, and I don't know what the rules are... That is a piece of meat that fell off when I was pregnant in October! Ah Xuan, ma'am Please do me a favor, Madam wants to know... Lin Jing..."

Xiao Jing's voice trembled: "It's Lin Jing again?"

"...Go to Daozong, ask my aunt why my son has to die after Lin Jing died, you go and ask for me...help me...ask..."

After Erhu Niang said the last word, she followed Erhu Dad.

Seeing this, the villagers lowered their heads and began to cry. Erhuzi was lucky, but he was choked by the thick smoke and fell into a temporary coma. There was nothing serious about him.

A fire took away the lives of Erhu's parents, and it also seemed to take away all the stable days of Xiaojing.

Xiao Jing began to cough violently, almost coughing up blood.

Lin Jinghong was so frightened that he quickly stretched out his hand to support him, and said loudly to his disciples: "Quick! Drag the arsonist here, let Ah Xuan vent his anger!"

The disciple dragged a heavily tied man over and knelt on the ground.

Lin Jinghong scolded: "Who are you? Why did you set fire to hurt people?"

"Hahaha, Young Master Lin, I recognize you!" The disciple took out the cloth ball from the man's mouth, took a deep breath, and smiled darkly, "Young Master Lin was so angry back then, thanks to Lin The young lord contributed to the flames from the sidelines, so I and all my brothers and sisters were abolished and driven down the mountain!"

Lin Jinghong frowned, and when Dang even understood, he said angrily: "So it was you? It was because of you people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, that you killed my second brother! See if I don't kill you!"

"It's not just us who killed Lin Jing, but even... uh."

Before the words fell, the man's throat was pierced by a sword, and he fell down unwillingly.

"Jinghong, with such a person, what's the point? Just kill him."

Lin Mobai put away the blood-stained long sword, and looked at Xiaojing kneeling on the ground, looking devastated, like a mourning concubine.

He didn't get angry, he said: "Who are you kneeling? Isn't that embarrassing enough? Get up!"

"Whom I kneel, what does it have to do with you? Whether I am ashamed outside, what does it have to do with you?"

Xiaojing stood up slowly, and because of his anger, his whole body began to emit a strange aura again.

Looking at Lin Mobai, he asked coldly: "Why do you want to kill people? Why don't you let him continue? What are you hiding?"

"Tell me!!!"

With a roar, the Gang Qi lingering around Xiao Jing spread rapidly to the surroundings like a flood.

Surprised by this scene, Yue Wuchen hurriedly cast spells to set up an enchantment around the villagers.

As soon as the barrier was set up, Lin Jinghong was forced to fly backwards by the scattered Gang Qi because he was too close to Xiaojing.

He was supported by Lin Mobai again.

"Tell me!" Xiaojing stepped forward, clenched his fists and said sharply, "Say!"

"Ah Xuan, calm down first!"

Yue Wuchen walked sideways, raised his hand to explore Xiaojing's Tianling, and forcibly dispersed the gangster energy.

"Go away!"

Xiaojing refused to be touched by others, and raised his hand to block Yue Wuchen away.

His eyes were densely covered with blood spots, and he looked at Lin Mobai with hatred.

Xiaojing raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Whisk, return to your place! Whisk, Whisk, Whisk!!!"

With a whoosh, a whisk flew out from Yue Wuchen's sleeve.

Yue Wuchen subconsciously raised his hand to grab it, not only failed to take back Fuchen, but was injured by the spiritual power on it.

"I want the truth! Tell me!!!"

As soon as Fuchen got his hands on it, Xiaojing's eyes became even redder, and his clothes were rattled by the force.

He didn't look for anyone, he only looked for Lin Mobai today!

With a flick of dust, he swung towards Lin Mobai viciously.

The fierce Gang Qi lifted the ground under his feet.

Lin Mobai was startled, he pushed Lin Jinghong into the arms of all the disciples, and said coldly: "Do you dare to do anything to me?"

"Why don't I dare? Put away that hypocritical face of yours! I feel disgusted when I see it, disgusting!"

Holding the fly whisk in one hand, Xiao Jing stared at Lin Mobai coldly, not caring about the disciples of the Lin family around him, pointed at Lin Mobai, and said to everyone: "You all look after him! This is the man in front of you! The richest man in Gusu! The owner of the well-known Linjian Villa in the cultivation world!

How disgusting he is!He sneaked into my room at night while I was sleeping!

He held my hand, his eyes were red, and wept pitifully!

From time to time, he used his dirty hands to touch my face!

After being discovered by me, he also hypocritically said that he didn't have any malicious intentions, and he just came to see me! "

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

Those disciples of the Lin family reacted more than before, and strangely, "the master's night meeting with the weak little beauty", "the master stealing the face of the little beauty", "the master is a broken sleeve", "the master's eyes are red and shedding tears ", and "The two brothers have the same boy in mind"!

These few entries, no matter which one is singled out, are enough for Linjian Villa. No, to be precise, not only Gusu, but the entire cultivation world, have been talking about it for a long time!

No wonder the head of the family is over the age of [-] and has yet to marry a wife and have children, so many families want to marry, but he sternly refuses.

There is also Young Master Lin, this year is not too young, children of the same age are all holding a full moon wine.

In the end, not to mention the engagement, there was no female cultivator around.

Could it be that the real reason why the two brothers of the Lin family are not close to women is actually... the addiction to broken sleeves!

Lin Jinghong didn't expect to go here, his attention was attracted by "red eyes and tears", he turned his head in amazement, and asked fearlessly, "Brother, when did you turn red in front of A Xuan?" Are there tears in your eyes?"

"Shut up for me!"

Lin Mobai's face was livid, and he has never been so embarrassing when he grows up!

He was actually accused by Xiaojing in public of sneaking into the room, touching other people's faces, and even grabbing other people's hands, with red eyes and tears!

Lin Mobai didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this at first. He missed his second brother, so he couldn't help but want to get close to Xiaojing.

Because of seeing people and thinking about others, seeing Xiaojing, and thinking of Lin Jing back then, the love is so deep that I can't control myself, what's wrong with the red eyes?

What happened to the tears?

But how could it be so unpleasant to say it from Xiaojing's mouth?

Lin Mobai even felt that in Xiaojing's heart now, he didn't look like an elder brother at all, but rather... like a person with some serious illness in his head.

This made him feel extremely headache and extremely depressed.

After a long time, Lin Mobai finally convinced himself that he couldn't argue with a young man with incomplete six senses. In the end, he was the one who was angry.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Mobai said with a cold face: "Ah Xuan, you don't need to say these things in front of others, right? Don't you feel ashamed to say it?"

"I don't feel ashamed, and it's not my fault. You dare to do it, but you're still afraid of me talking?"

Xiaojing didn't like him, his eyes were filled with blood, and his whole body seemed to be full of strength.

He even felt that he could smash Lin Mobai into a puddle of flesh with one punch now.

Just like the county magistrate who killed people like hemp before.

Grind Lin Mobai into a pool of rotten bones and rotten flesh!

Xiaojing didn't know what was going on with him now.

I just feel the soaring resentment permeating the whole chest.

If he doesn't vent this resentment, he will be like the evil cultivator who died in the tunnel before.

The whole person swelled into a big balloon, and then exploded to death with a "bang".

"what!!!!!!!"

Xiao Jing raised his head to the sky and howled, suddenly swung his fly whisk, and said sharply, "Tell me!"

"I don't understand what you want to know!"

Lin Mobai made a gesture to draw his sword, but suddenly remembered that Xiaojing also went crazy once before.

And that time, he and Shen Qingyuan fired their swords together, pointing at Xiaojing.

As a result, Xiaojing was seriously injured and sprayed a lot of blood on his back.

Not only did I become unconscious afterwards, but I finally woke up with such pain that I couldn't even drink my saliva.

Thinking of this, Lin Mobai pressed the sword of life back again.

Seeing Xiao Jingfei attacking him, he dodged sideways, but the fly whisk was originally Lin Jing's magic weapon, and now it has returned to its original owner, and it is manipulated by that strange aura.

The power of nature is infinite, and every long hair of the whisk is like a sharp blade.

Did Lin Mobai dodge so lightly and swiftly, or was he accidentally injured by the whisk, and a bloody gash was drawn on his neck.

Lin Jinghong was so startled that he shouted, "Brother!"

"I'm fine! This is none of your business, don't interfere! Let him vent if he gets angry! Let's see how long he can go crazy!"

With Lin Mobai's order, those disciples could only stand still.

Also standing still, there is Yue Wuchen.

Seeing Xiaojing like this, Yue Wuchen probably guessed that Xiaojing is full of anger, if he doesn't release the energy in his body.

On the contrary, it will be severely counterattacked.

Xiaojing looks too good-natured, and looks quiet on weekdays.The speaking voice is also gentle and gentle.

Even if they were arguing with Yue Wuchen, the voices were not too loud.

It's rare to see Xiao Jing so angry. For a person with incomplete six senses, any joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are very precious.

As long as Lin Mobai still has a little conscience, and still has a little love and guilt for Lin Jing's younger brother, he will never do anything to Xiaojing.

Moreover, Xiaojing shouldn't be at a disadvantage.

Therefore, Yue Wuchen didn't try to stop it.

Just stepped forward and bandaged the injured villagers.

When his eyes fell on Erhu's parents, Yue Wuchen's eyes darkened a lot.

Lin Jinghong stood aside, jumping and jumping anxiously, and later saw that Xiaojing was quite powerful, not only did not lose the wind at all, but also forced Lin Mobai, who was empty-handed, to keep going backwards.

Although Lin Jinghong was very worried about his elder brother's safety, on second thought, it would be good if Xiao Jing was not injured, as long as Xiao Jing calmed down, everything would be fine.

After all, the two elder brothers are the palms and the backs of the hands, and the second elder brother is the flesh in the palm after all. Lin Jinghong's fingers can only be clenched inward, but they cannot be bent to wrap around the back of the hand.

Seeing that Xiaojing hadn't suffered much, Lin Jinghong felt relieved.

Knowing that Xiaojing cared about the group of villagers behind him, Lin Jinghong hurried to do what he wanted, and went over to check on the villagers' injuries.

But Lin Jinghong, who has one hand, can't do much, he can only order all the disciples of the Lin family to come and help.

The dead are the most important, Lin Jinghong asked people to take off their outer clothes, and covered the corpses of Erhu's parents.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the Taoist priest beside him, and asked with some doubts: "Who are you? Why did you appear around Axuan? When did you meet Axuan? Which Taoist priest are you? What is your name?" ? Who is your teacher? Who is your senior brother?"

A series of questions poured out, like pouring beans.

Yue Wuchen didn't bother to talk to him, so he said lightly, "Noisy."

Then he took over Er Huzi from the villagers.

I heard the villagers cry: "Brother Erhu, don't go back to the Taoist temple, stay and take care of Erhuzi? He just lost his parents, so he can't be left behind by his brother!"

"Yeah, Yulong, your parents are dead, and there is only one younger brother left. If you don't take care of him, who will take care of him? Why don't you just return to vulgarity?"

"Yulong, your parents are dead, why...why don't you cry?"

The rest of the villagers also discovered this problem.

Ah Xuan is a foreigner, he lived in Erhu's house for a while, he just shed tears, now he is crazy again.

It happened that Chen Yulong was his own, so he wasn't sad at all.

The villagers don't know if all Taoists are like this. Once they enter the Tao, they will end the relationship with their relatives.

Or, only Chen Yulong is like this.

It's somewhat cold-blooded.

"I'm not Chen Yulong, sorry, I lied to everyone before."

Yue Wuchen said softly: "Originally, I wanted to explain clearly, but I didn't expect it to happen suddenly...Sorry."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers looked at each other in disbelief. They really didn't expect that the Taoist priest in front of them was not Chen Yulong!

Then why did he pretend to be Chen Yulong and come to Chenjiacun to help them so much?

Could it be for...

The villagers were very honest, but they were not fools either, and they all turned their attention to Xiaojing who was having a hard time fighting with Lin Mobai.

Intuition told the villagers that these people in front of them were not ordinary people, and Ah Xuan, who looked ordinary, turned out to be not ordinary people either.

Seeing that the villagers were so silent and somewhat vigilant, Yue Wuchen said again: "However, I will help you rebuild your homeland, and I will also live to save the dead Gui Fen and Er Hu's father and mother."

The villagers did not speak, but silently took Er Huzi from the Taoist's arms.

"Poor two tigers, it's really hard!" The woman holding the two tigers couldn't help crying: "Where is Chen Yulong? Can he come back? You can't leave my brother alone, can you?"

Yue Wuchen said: "I will definitely investigate this matter when I return to the sect."

Only Xiaojing knew Erhuniang's last words before she died.

Therefore, Yue Wuchen didn't know that the real Chen Yulong would never come back.

Lin Jing was far more than the one who died back then.

Along with Lin Jing's martyrdom, many disciples involved in it also died.

Many of them, their cultivation bases were abolished, and after being expelled from the sect, they only wanted to go home and find their relatives.

But they who have lost their cultivation base are weaker than ordinary mortals.

Some couldn't bear the ice and snow, and froze to death in the wilderness.

Some had no money and became beggars on the streets.

There are still many people who wholeheartedly want to go home and see their loved ones for the last time.

But the mountains are high and the water is far away, the way home is too long and tortuous.

Like Lin Jing, they were young when they died, and they also did not survive the cold, snowy winter.

I couldn't go home until I died.

"Strange, then who are you? What is your purpose for approaching Ah Xuan? Tell me!"

Lin Jinghong jumped up, pointed at Yue Wuchen with his sword, and scolded.

Yue Wuchen seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, but he raised his hand and flexed his fingers and pushed lightly, and with a sound of life sword clanging, he was thrown out of his hand and flew backwards.

deeply rooted in the ground.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Lin family also rushed forward, protecting Lin Jinghong, pointing their sword at Yue Wuchen vigilantly.

Yue Wuchen didn't say anything, and after helping a villager to connect a broken bone, he said coldly: "I am not your second brother, I will not manipulate you everywhere like him. Your second brother didn't dare to take it back then. The sword is pointed at this seat, and you dare?"

After hearing this, Lin Jinghong was slightly taken aback, the tone was so familiar...

Isn't this the Suzerain Yue?

But why did Suzerain Yue change his appearance?

Still with Xiaojing?

hateful!

Lin Jinghong secretly said angrily, why didn't he think of this?

Swallow a Yiyan Pill directly, then approach Xiaojing with another identity, and become friends with Xiaojing.

Are you afraid that Xiaojing will reject people thousands of miles away again and again?

Now Yue Wuchen is the first to step up, after this incident, Xiao Jing must be vigilant, and if he uses this trick in the future, it may not work.

"Are you crazy enough? Don't you think things are not embarrassing enough?"

Lin Mobai took advantage of the gap while dodging the whisk, grabbed Xiaojing's right hand, and said in a low voice: "Enough, Ah Xuan! Don't make trouble anymore! Things have already made a mess, if it continues, how will it end? "

"Get your dirty hands off!"

Xiao Jing didn't appreciate it at all, and hit Lin Mobai's arm with a whisk, smashed his sleeve, and drew bloodstains.

Lin Mobai didn't loosen it at all, but gripped it even tighter, and said in a voice that could be heard by two people: "Ah Xuan! Stop making trouble! I just killed an evil cultivator who set fire, what's wrong with me? You Just chasing after me to fight and kill?"

Xiaojing gritted his teeth and said, "I want the truth!"

"There is no truth! Your eyes are so red, what do you know? I'm afraid you won't remember anything after a while!"

Lin Mobai looked at the eyes covered with blood spots, and the strange aura emanating from Xiaojing's body.

Fearing that Xiaojing would suffer backlash, he hurriedly tried to persuade him: "I know you are very angry! But I can explain it! Ah Xuan, you are obedient, put Fuchen down first, okay?"

"Don't let it go!"

Xiao Jing's mind was burning with raging fire, and he couldn't think normally at all, and he couldn't calm himself down.

I just feel sore and hot all over.

If he didn't vent out this anger, then he would have to die here today!

Unfortunately, Lin Mobai became the perfect candidate for a living target.

Xiaojing scolded him when he saw him, beat him when he saw him, beat him one after another, his hands were chaotic, but he was merciless every time.

Lin Mobai gradually couldn't dodge in time, and a lot of blood was scratched on his body.

When Xiaojing rushed up again, Lin Mobai scolded: "Stop! If you dare to take half a step forward, don't blame me for being rude!"

As a result, Xiaojing not only dared to fight, but even chased him with his fly whisk.

The ground under his feet was lifted open, and dirt and dust were flying in midair.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Lin family were filled with horror.

Since entering Linjian Villa, it was the first time to see the Patriarch being chased and beaten.

He dodged in embarrassment without fighting back at all.

All the disciples became more and more certain that the true identity of this young man must not be simple.

I'm afraid it's not just Lin Jing's "stand-in".

Lin Mobai was being chased and beaten, and after nearly half an hour, he finally became angry from embarrassment: "Ah Xuan! Are you crazy? Don't think I won't dare to hurt you now that you're out of your mind!"

Xiaojing said coldly: "No one begged you to let me go!"

As he spoke, he flew up again, and was swept down with a whisk in the air.

Lin Mobai's face was livid with anger, his whole body was like a candle in the wind, with his mouth slightly open, panting heavily.

He was wrong!

Big mistake!

How wrong!

Lin Jing is Lin Jing, Xiao Jing is Xiao Jing!

Xiaojing is not at all the kind, understanding, gentle and good brother who is as obedient as Xieyuhua!

Not at all!

Not only not, but Xiaojing is still a good hand at pissing him off!

Obviously Xiaojing speaks softly to other people, but he speaks harshly to him alone!

Obviously when Xiao Jing lost control before, he hurt everyone when he saw him, but now he only hurts him!

Such a distinction!

So unreasonable!

Such a following commits a crime!

Such Xiaojing is not his obedient, well-behaved, sensible, caring, kind and gentle second brother Xie Yuhuahao at all!

It's an enemy who is so angry that people don't pay for his life, has a dirty status, doesn't care about brotherhood at all, doesn't know what is good or bad, discredits the lintel of the Lin family, and is still an embarrassing enemy outside!

Lin Mobai didn't even know which step went wrong.

Unexpectedly, the one who welcomed back was not Lin Jing whom all of them had been thinking about, but such an incompetent... idiot!

Lin Mobai was about to explode with anger.

He was so angry that the blood surged up, and even the tip of his tongue could taste a trace of blood.

But he just couldn't bear to do anything to Xiaojing!

In case Xiao Jing was hurt, Lin Mobai would really spit out blood.

"Don't be crazy, if you go crazy, I'll be rude to you!"

Whoosh——

"Ah Xuan! Wake up! Take a good look at who I am!"

This sentence is useful, Xiaojing really stopped, like a little beast in confusion, tilted his head slightly, looked at Lin Mobai, and then...

He became more and more merciless and swept over with a whisk.

Xiao Jing said numbly: "You are my enemy!"

Lin Mobai was really going to be mad at him to death!

Finally, he was so angry that his blood surged, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Mobai wiped the blood on his lips, and said angrily: "If my aunt is still alive, I don't know how sad it would be to see you now! Zhaoying! Brother's patience with you has reached the limit!"

"If you don't stop, then..."

"Brother is really going to discipline you!"

The author has something to say:

Xiao Jing is about to re-enter Taoism to practice Taoism, but he not only wants to practice Taoism, but also tortures the people around him until he can't sleep at night.