All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

Qi Gu took a deep breath, resisted the urge to fight with him, and clenched his fists, "Can you give me some face?"

Cang Ming looked at him suspiciously, "What is that? Have you ever?"

Qi Gu opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

He must have not slept well last night, otherwise why would he place his hopes on Cang Ming?

Qi Gu gritted his teeth and said: "Junior brother, I am your senior brother when you are away from home. Shouldn't you respect me more?"

Cang Ming thought for a while and nodded, "That makes sense, but I won't listen."

Qi Gu: "......"

He finally understood that Cang Ming was taking revenge!

He must still remember the last time he disturbed his suggestion that he and his master share the same sword, so he came here specifically to answer him!

How can my junior brother be so petty! ! !

Ruo Mu watched the whole process of Qi Gu being criticized, trying hard to hold back the corners of his mouth that turned up, but in the end he couldn't hold it back, and one or two broken and suppressed smiles escaped from his lips.

"Senior brother, please don't bother me. I believe you can't do it, right?"

The comforting tone of these words was too strong, and Qi Gu suddenly became even more depressed.

Senior Brother Li, who was standing aside, watched them fight, touched his head, and said to Ruomu seriously: "Actually, Senior Brother Qi is really powerful."

Ruomu only thought that it was Senior Brother Li who was cheering for his deceased relative. He didn't agree with his words much in his heart, but he still nodded in agreement and said, "Yeah, I know, I believe you."

The deceased's mood was very complicated.

Although he is usually too cheerful and does not have the calm personality that a master should have, but what he just said is true, why does no one believe it?

Qi Gu looked depressed.

As dusk approached, the first round was coming to an end.

Ruomu came on the field when it was about to end. She was lucky this time. Opposite her was a young man who was about the same age as her. Judging from the slightly unfamiliar moves, he must have just joined the Xiuxian sect and was caught to gain experience.

Her strength was superior to that of the boy, and she easily won in a few rounds and successfully advanced to the second round.

The three disciples sent by Qingfeng to participate in the competition all advanced, but Elder Jiuguang was so happy that he waved his hand and gave each of them a bottle of elixir that would help them practice in front of several members of the Yueyang faction.

The Qingfeng Sect can be called the number one sect of cultivating immortals, not only because of its long history and the advanced techniques practiced by its disciples, but also because of the Qingfeng Sect's unique alchemy skills.

The Qingfeng Sect's alchemy skills are different from other sects. With the same materials, the efficacy and quality of the elixirs produced every time are several times better than others.

Several disciples of the Yueyang Sect watched helplessly as Jiuguang distributed the elixirs that usually made their bodies hurt just by looking at them, like jelly beans, and cursed in their hearts that this was a waste of natural resources.

But they had no choice but to watch helplessly, and then were called away by Lin Su with a serious look.

"Uncle Master, they are too bullying!"

"That's right, uncle! That Hanshan Taoist Master doesn't give you face, so why do you keep chasing her? With your status as a master, there are naturally many outstanding women who will succeed you!"

Several disciples of the Yueyang Sect followed Lin Su, talking to each other and venting their dissatisfaction.

Lin Su likes to eat, drink and have fun on weekdays. He has no airs about his juniors or peers, and he usually makes jokes together.

This time out, Lin Su would take these juniors to have fun from time to time, which made them feel that it was not worth it.

Perhaps it was because Lin Su's usually unremarkable image was deeply rooted in people's hearts that these disciples called him Uncle Master without any respect for him.

Such words were blurted out without thinking, and several people did not even think there was anything wrong with these words.

"enough!"

Lin Su stopped suddenly, and when he turned around, his face turned terrifyingly dark. He was obviously very angry with these juniors.

"Why don't Taojun Hanshan allow you to speak more? There has always been a gap between the Yueyang Sect and the Qingfeng Sect. Are you talking so loudly to let others listen and ruin the reputation of the Yueyang Sect?!"

As soon as these words came out, several of the juniors who had been talking about it suddenly fell silent. They had never seen Lin Su get angry before, and they didn't know what to do for a while, so they could only stay in place.

"Master...Uncle Master, I'm sorry, we know we were wrong..."

The disciple closest to him cautiously admitted his mistake. Lin Su felt a little upset, turned around, and waved to them.

"You go back by yourself first, I will go out alone for a walk."

"Uncle Master!"

"Go back!"

Lin Su's tone had become serious.

Several disciples did not dare to speak anymore for fear of making their junior uncle even more unhappy, so they could only watch Lin Su walk away.

These people and Ning Yan and his party took the same road back to the inn. Everyone in the Qingfeng Sect inevitably saw the scene just now.

Seeing Lin Su's back gradually disappearing, Cang Ming finally looked back and narrowed his eyes slightly, with a few traces of inquiry in his eyes.

"Master, it's almost dinner time. I'm going to take a walk around here."

Cang Ming turned her head to Ning Yan and raised the corners of her lips, "Master, do you want to go shopping with me? I found some stalls that were quite interesting yesterday. I think Master will like them."

Ning Yan was a little moved, but she couldn't agree directly, so she hesitated for a moment.

Seeing this, Ruomu reached out and hugged one of her arms, shaking her slightly as if coquettishly, "Master, are you going shopping with us? Yesterday, Senior Brother Qi Gu took me to see a lot of new things. I also heard that here There’s a night market!”

"This……"

Ning Yan hesitated, raised his eyes and looked at the people around him, and found that they all looked expectant.

Especially Cang Ming, the young man was naturally good-looking. The smile on his face now made his usually cold temperament even warmer, causing many women on the street to look at him.

"Master, let's go together."

Cang Ming invited her again.

Ning Yan had no reason to refuse at all. She pretended to think for a while and then nodded, "Let's go."

"Great!"

Ruomu immediately hugged Ning Yan's arm tighter, fearing that she would suddenly regret it.

Cang Ming's attention stayed on the arm held by Ruo Mu for a while, the tip of his tongue touched his back molar, but he didn't say anything after all.

"What about you, do you want to go together?"

Ning Yan looked at Jiuguang and the other disciples beside him.

Jiuguang waved his hands cheerfully, "I won't join in the fun anymore. I'm too old to move. I'll go back and wash up and sleep!"

The other two disciples also shouldered the important task of winning the competition. They wished they could break one hour into ten hours and would not waste time on shopping.

As a result, the only four people who want to go shopping are master and apprentice Ning Yan.

Ruomu had been impatient for a long time. She only ate two pastries at noon for the whole day. She had just experienced another competition and her stomach was already empty.

Ruomu scurried around in the crowd like a little rabbit, pointing out any new gadgets she saw.

Ning Yan was holding her arm, and she suddenly felt that she didn't look like her master at this moment, but more like a young lady who had been raised in a boudoir since she was a child and never left the house.