Counterattack Xiaoxian

Xiao Wu shook the empty wine jar in his hand and said, "I want this."

"If you don't stay in your room in the middle of the night, who do you want to scare to death?" Ye Chuiqing stood up and walked to the table, waving his hand and dispensing two jars of medicinal wine.

He has roughly estimated Xiao Wu's alcohol capacity, but there is not much wine in the storage bag, so he must use it sparingly.

Xiao Wu's expression was indifferent, his red lips turned into funnels and he started to drink heavily, the wine penetrated his throat and made a gurgling sound.

Ye Chuiqing looked a little worried, worried that he might develop into an alcoholic.

I don't know if it was because of the drunkenness or something else, but as I watched, I gradually felt my face getting hot.

Suddenly I recalled the scene last night.

A certain young man who couldn't control himself had bad intentions.

Just like a child who can't control his favorite toy.

He did something shameful: stealing someone!

At that time, when he saw Xiao Wu unconscious, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

Since the storage bag can hold anything that is not a living thing, then... it must also be able to hold puppets!

Really obsessed with the sun, Ye Chuiqing picked up Xiao Wu and stuffed it inside. Maybe he was too impatient and even tried several times without success.

Isn't it possible?

impossible!

He calmed down and considered a question.

The storage bag doesn't seem to have enough space, with only one side enough to accommodate one person.

So he took out all the sundries in the storage bag and began to toss Xiao Wu, breaking her head, hands, feet, and waist into various shapes.

The poor woman bloomed like a flower under his hand...

Ye Chuiqing was not much better, her face was red and her ears were red, and she was swallowing saliva for free.

In the end, a lot of efforts were wasted, but it still couldn't be done.

At this moment, he glanced at Xiao Wu's waist and had a different inspiration. He felt that there was a posture that might work.

So!

Just wait until Xiao Wu gets drunk.

He even took out another jar of wine and quietly placed it in Xiao Wu's hand.

This kind of thing can be really addictive.

In fact, what he really thought in his heart was that he would have to go back to the outer gate sooner or later, and with Xiao Wu who could carry him and fight him, he might be able to save his life.

Of course, it was a beautiful idea, but whether it could be realized was another matter. First of all, he had no way to control the spirit puppet.

Time flies, and it has been more than a month since we arrived at Huichun Peak. The girl and the girl have never been there again, and they seem to have forgotten this place.

There are two people and a dog in the yard, ignoring each other and living in a strange symbiosis.

It's just that sometimes when Ye Chuiqing sees Xiao Wu, he can't suppress the smile on his lips.

During this period of time, he did not waste it. He practiced day and night, using the strong spiritual energy of the Rejuvenation Peak to push his own realm to the peak of the second level of Qi Refining.

Moreover, he was certain of one thing. Bing Er was not a person with bad qualifications, but a weak brain.

In the past two days, for some unknown reason, he had become increasingly restless, and his cultivation had almost come to a standstill.

Ye Chuiqing thought there must be a big problem, but he couldn't figure it out.

I decided to let it go for a while and walk around the mountain top to visit the treasures I had been thinking about for a long time.

But when he took out the scroll again, he couldn't help but be shocked.

I saw that the positions of the eight little monkeys on the painting had all changed, as if they were moving.

"Is it okay if you can move your nest?" Ye Chuiqing was no longer calm now, and had a new estimate of the magic of this treasure map.

My heart said, are they just eight monkeys in the first place?

Or not at all?

"Eh...!" He looked carefully and found that a location had become very close, just in the lower left corner of Chunyan Xiaozhu.

This further strengthened his belief in going down the mountain.

But if you want to leave, you must first pass Xiaowu.

And this is not impossible, because if Xiao Wu is drunk, he will probably last all night.

As long as he can get back within this time, he should not be discovered.

So he repeated his old plan and drank more...

Not long after, Ye Chuiqing appeared on the steps going down the mountain, walking like a devil.

Along the way, there were clouds, mountains and mist, and the scenery was extremely beautiful, but there was no one around and it was extremely quiet.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he looked in a general direction and set foot on a white stone path.

At this time, a golden-eyed kingfisher stared at him, followed him for a while, and then flew away.

At the end of the white stone road is a gorgeous cave mansion with three layers of archways, purple tiles and jade pillars, and a letter: The Dandao family.

Ye Chuqing took a look and thought, what a big sigh.

Then I saw two men under the archway, gesticulating and seeming to be having a heated argument.

He didn't want to get into trouble, so he quickly avoided it.

As far as he knows, in the Fuqi Sect, those who have a cave must at least reach the foundation building level, let alone in a treasured place like Huichun Peak.

Therefore, no matter what happens in front of you, it is not something that a young Qi Refining Stage disciple can interfere with.

But when he was carrying it, it didn't matter whether it was morning or evening. When he turned around, he heard someone calling: "Hey, boy, come here."

Ye Chuiqing pretended not to hear, and walked a few steps quickly, when the man shouted again: "Hey! Stop, I'm talking about you, that Hui Hui'er."

The clothes of outer disciples are either gray or white, so it is not wrong to call them that, which contains the meaning of contempt.

He knew he couldn't escape, so he secretly thought, "Unlucky", turned around and walked over reluctantly.

When he arrived, the man who called him was over thirty years old. He was dressed in a soap robe and his eyes were like cold stars. One glance could make people tremble with fear.

"Tell me, if you were stabbed, would you cry out in pain?"

"Huh...?" Ye Chuiqing didn't expect this question at all. How could he be stabbed for such a good job?

The man pointed to another person beside him and said, "Yesterday I was cut by a knife, and today he was burned by fire. What do you think is more painful, a cut or a burn?"

Another person was also dressed in the same attire and sneered: "Of course it hurts from the burn."

The one who spoke first suddenly glared at him.

The two of them had similar faces, just like brothers. They both looked at him with eyes, and they had the intention of taking action if they didn't agree with him.

Ye Chuiqing understood that these were two idiots, and they were under great pressure for a while.

I muttered in my heart: "Who knows this? Do you have bad intentions? Of course, who knows who hurts you!"

But looking at the situation at the scene, I guess it would be difficult to escape if I didn't say something.

The prerequisite is that neither person is offended.

He bit the bullet and asked: "Two seniors, what kind of knife is the knife? What kind of fire is the fire?"

"Purple jade and gold cutting knife."

"Xiao Nan Ming Li Huo."

have to! I've never heard of it, so it's a waste of time to ask.

He asked again: "Where is the injury?"

"Hands!" The two palms were stretched out at the same time. They both looked like they had minor injuries. It was hard to tell them apart.

This was embarrassing. Ye Chuiqing's mind was racing, answers popped up one after another, and he snuffed them out one by one...

The longer time passed, the expressions on one side changed and the other side became impatient.

Finally, his eyes lit up and he said: "Actually, in my opinion..."

"how?"

"Whether it hurts from a cut or a burn, how can it compare to the pain of two people? Therefore, heartache hurts the most, and the rest are tied."

After saying that, he looked around and was not sure.

Unexpectedly, those two guys really did this. They immediately beamed with joy and praised me deeply.

Ye Chuiqing let out a sigh of relief, and when asked about his origin, he could only hesitate and say: "This junior came down from Chunyan Xiaozhu..."