None of the disciples in the cultivation world are normal people

Fu Junlin was not convinced: "Why? I obviously look like dad."

"Really?" Dugu Lixiu looked at him coldly.

Fu Junlin shrank his neck, silently shrank behind his elder brother, and said with his neck stiff, "Yes, yes! Is it not possible?"

Dugu Lixiu snorted: "I'm twenty-five years old, and I look more like a father than you do."

Fu Junlin: "Little Junior Sister, you heard it, the old cow is not worth it."

Dugu Lixiu: “…” I can bear it!

"Okay, let's stop arguing about such meaningless topics. Dugu Lixiu, the Bingling Flower is already in hand, so you don't need to come with us and just take good care of your injuries!" Huangfu Jiao said.

Dugu Lixiu instantly felt aggrieved: "You used to call me Brother Dugu, but now you call me Dugu Lixiu."

"..." Huangfu Jiao greeted his inferior ancestors and said, "It's up to you!"

"Then let's go!"

"Wait!" Huangfu Jiao said, "There is one last question. What if the murderer is higher level than me? Then, they can tell at a glance that I am a Jindan cultivator, and I will be exposed!"

Li Luanyu was well prepared. She took out a pair of red jade earrings and handed them to her. "This is a little gadget I found in the Chiyang Secret Realm. It can adjust my cultivation at will. Of course, it's fake, but it's pretty good at fooling people. I used it to fool my master before, but he didn't see through it. I'm giving it to you to play with."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Li!" Huangfu Jiao took the earrings.

The earrings are simple and elegant, which is the style that Huangfu Jiao likes.

It is no different from the other earrings, except that the back of the left earring is hollow, and you can switch the level of cultivation from low to high by pressing it.

Huangfu Jiao: “…” Quite smart!

Several senior brothers played with each other for a while, and secretly decided to directly adjust to the Tribulation Period after returning to scare the old men at home.

everything's ready.

So, in the afternoon, a little girl who was selling herself to bury her father appeared on the street next to Huajie!

She was wearing mourning cloth and mourning clothes, kneeling on the side of the road and sobbing softly, her eyes slightly red, and she looked pitiful with tears in her eyes.

Next to her was a corpse covered with a torn straw mat, with two large feet exposed.

There is a sign in front of me: Sell myself to bury my father!

Qu Ting in the dark gave a fair comment: "I think our junior sister is much more professional than Huangfu Xin in pretending to be a white lotus."

Fu Junyi: "White Lotus?"

Yue Xi: "Men like women who are either pitiful or pretend to be pitiful!"

Fu Junyi: "Oh! Indeed!"

This is the image of Huangfu Jiao now. The four senior brothers unanimously believe that she performed better than Huangfu Xin!

It can be seen that their junior sister is a talented person, but she is just unwilling to show her talents in normal times.

If she is willing to perform, what role does Huangfu Xin have?

Yang Muchen, who was in a daze, heard the conversations of several people from Piaomiao Sect, and quickly retracted his gaze, closed his mouth, turned his head away silently, and no longer looked at Huangfu Jiao.

He seems to like this one too.

I didn’t expect that Huangfu Jiao’s performance was even more lifelike than that of the Junior Sister of Lingxian Sect. I was stunned for a moment!

There are people in Shattered Ice City who sell themselves to bury their fathers, but they are quite few.

Suddenly one appeared, and soon many passers-by gathered around, pointing and talking at Huangfu Jiao.

Fu Junlin got anxious and kicked Yang Muchen: "Where's your senior sister? Why hasn't she brought people here yet?"

"Here it comes, look!" Everyone looked up and saw a man dressed as a beggar running desperately outside, with a group of gigolos chasing him and cursing at him.

"You dare to come to our Qunfang Building to make trouble? I think you are risking your life!"

"Stop right there, little bastard!"

"stop!"

Huangfu Jiao also saw them and burst into tears in a second, crying and saying, "Dear uncles, aunts, elders and fellow villagers. My father and I came to Shattered Ice City to look for our relatives, but we didn't find them, and my father got a serious illness and passed away. I am desperate, and for the sake of filial piety, I can only shamelessly beg all the elders and fellow villagers to lend a hand and bury my father for me. Jiaojiao... Jiaojiao is willing to be a slave for the rest of my life to repay your kindness!"

Her crying soon attracted the group of turtles.

The leading eunuch took a casual glance and was quickly attracted by Huangfu Jiao's pitiful little face.

He stopped chasing people and squeezed in with a group of turtle men, occupying the C position.

Huangfu Jiao was still crying as she spoke, it was so heartbreaking and heartbreaking to hear!

At least Yang Muchen, who was prone to tears, had already had tears in her eyes. She pulled out Fu Junlin's handkerchief and wiped her eyes, while crying, "Junior Sister Jiao is so pitiful!"

Several senior brothers: “…” They looked at him speechlessly!

Qu Ting even kicked him: "Are you sick? This is acting!"

Yang Muchen: "I...I know! But don't you think Sister Jiao's acting is very touching? If I didn't know the truth, I would really believe it!"

Several brothers looked at Huangfu Jiao carefully, and then said in unison: "..."

Don't say it, don't say it!

This acting is really good!

Huangfu Jiao was depressed. Seeing that the men didn't respond, she gritted her teeth, bowed to everyone, and showed her fair and slender swan neck: "Which uncle or aunt can help Jiaojiao?"

Several brothers: "Hiss..."

Yang Muchen was also shocked: "Isn't she the crown princess in the human world? How can she be so open-minded?"

Several senior brothers also wanted to know and felt sorry for Huangfu Jiao!

For the sake of Binglinghua, the sacrifice was too great, and he even kowtowed to a group of ordinary people.

Dugu Lixiu is a scumbag. If it weren’t for him, Junior Sister wouldn’t have to humble herself like that.

Dugu Lixiu seemed to have received murderous gazes from several people, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently!

Fortunately, he was covered with a straw mat, otherwise he would definitely be exposed!

The head turtle's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward with a smile: "Miss, if you want to sell yourself to bury your father, come to our Qunfanglou! The mother of our Qunfanglou is very generous, and she can definitely help you bury your father."

"What?" Huangfu Jiao was stunned, with three parts of fear, three parts of nervousness, and four parts of disbelief in her eyes: "I, I won't sell my body..."

The old man stopped smiling and immediately took out a medium-grade spirit stone and threw it to her: "Now I'm paying you, come with me!"

"No, no, no!" Huangfu Jiao kept shaking her head in fear, tears falling one after another.

She looked at the passers-by around her for help, hoping that someone could help her.

However, everyone who caught her gaze looked away and did not meet her gaze.

There were a few who wanted to intervene, but were either dragged away by their wives by their ears, or were hit on the calves by something and fell to the ground one by one.

"The mother of our Qunfang Building has someone above her, who dares to go against her?" The old man looked around with a sneer, then pointed at Huangfu Jiao and said, "I have already given her the spiritual stone, drag this girl back to Qunfang Building!"

"No, wuwuwu..." Huangfu Jiao cried sincerely and desperately.

Dugu Lixiu pretended to be dead and endured it again and again, but he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Just as he jumped up, a small foot stepped on his face through the mat!