Such a humble person dares to hurt senior brother.
Fang Geyu clicked his tongue twice, his voice was obviously very pleasant, but his tone of voice was arrogant and arrogant.
"Today I'm here for a drink. You guys are an eyesore. Seeing the situation like this, you won't take the initiative to go down the mountain. Now that your butt is stuck out and your body is rounded, give me a good roll with a voluptuous and graceful posture. Come down the mountain."
The jade hand patted the Qiankun bag, and in an instant, a few rays of white light came out.
Shifang City's famous mechas came out in a row, and their big metal hands were like grabbing chickens, holding down their heads one after another, forcing them to stick out their butts.
That Yuchi You was no exception, he was forced to stick out his bloody buttocks.
Under the screams of pain, more than a dozen figures, like rolling balls, flew into the distance.
The porcelain is so broken that it is half disabled even if it is not dead.
Fang Geyu looked at Li Xuan's speechless expression and patted him on the shoulder sincerely.
"You, little old man, were once considered a respectable little person. How could you still have such naive thoughts that he would really help you intercede with Taixuan? Why don't you kill such a person and keep him for the New Year?
Or do you really want to roll Jiujiu into a spring roll with a quilt and send it to that bastard's bed, where he will be trained with a small leather whip and a red candle until dawn?
But even if I am the one who wants to be trained and wield the whip, it can only be me. I hope you don’t get the wrong person or hug the wrong person. "
My sister-in-law's sharp and venomous mouth is not something I can hide.
No matter whether you are an old man who has lived for hundreds of years or the head of a sect, you will still show no mercy at all.
Li Xuan was injured so badly that he almost had blood rushing to his forehead as fiercely as Balian.
Sure enough, the rumor that Master Huaibei, the eminent monk of Jinguang Temple, was so angry that he died because of this little girl was not groundless.
"Ahem...I am really helpless. Ahem...please ask Miss Fang to be merciful."
Although Fang Geyu has a venomous mouth, he is also a person who knows what's appropriate.
She frowned and asked about serious matters: "What's wrong with Li Jiujiu? The black crow jade I gave her is broken. Where is she now? Is someone bullying her?"
Seeing that the concern on her face didn't seem to be fake, Li Xuan felt a little warm in his heart.
Some people appear to be polite, but in reality they are human-like and animal-like.
Some people may seem heartless, but they are nostalgic.
Li Xuan led Fang Geyu and Bailian into the side hall, towards Li Jiujiu's boudoir, and during the process, he briefly explained how Li Jiujiu went down the mountain to get rid of evil spirits, and how he offended Taixuanzong Su Jing and others. The process is described again.
And Balian didn't hear the name 'Tai Xuan' once or twice.
It was really Wen Yu who made him not have much favorable impression of Taixuanzong.
Fang Geyu held up his chin and muttered: "People from Taixuan actually massacre people and burn down people's houses? Is this because they have nothing to do after they are full? But Su Jing is indeed a troublesome person."
Even though she had all the magic weapons to defend herself against enemies, if her opponent was Su Jing, she would probably be in trouble.
This was the first time that Bai Lian saw Fang Geyu showing such a solemn expression. His heart sank and he quickly asked: "Is this Su Jing... very powerful?"
He had seen Fang Geyu's methods before, and Li Jiujiu's father was a master of the Spiritual Realm. Even he showed a desperate attitude, fearing that this time it would be a big trouble.
Fang Geyu rubbed his forehead as if he had a headache: "In the mountains, I often heard that scrap iron tell you many times to avoid provoking women, especially beautiful women.
Because in the world today, there are two beauties that should not be provoked the most. One is Yin Baishuang of Cangwu Palace. She always has the face of a dead husband and wears a red dress to be married. Her resentment can be smelled ten streets away. One of the well-deserved female madmen, and the other one is none other than Su Jing of Taixuan Sect. "
Bai Lian was worried: "Does this Su Jing like to wear white clothes?"
Fang Geyu snapped his fingers: "Yes, this person who wears mourning clothes and linen all day long is the little white flower that must not be messed with. The aura of being inaccessible to strangers should not be too cold.
In short, he is also a man with an abnormal mind. I heard that two hundred years ago, these two people fought to the death for a man and even got into a fight.
Although Su Jing, a little white flower, behaves in a big way, she is very petty. Now I just hope that everything will go well, and I hope that Jiujiu will not be too desperate, even if she stabs Su Jing hard, it doesn't matter.
But don't break the mask on her face, it is her lifeblood. If it is broken even a little, it will kill someone. "
As he spoke, Fang Geyu laughed, and his smile was very relaxed: "Look, I'm overthinking it. Jiujiu is so useless, how can it hurt Su Jing and damage her most beloved mask. "
"Ahem..." Li Xuan raised his right hand with a stern expression, and said honestly like a good baby: "Actually... my Jiujiu is quite capable."
"Huh?" Fang Geyu looked sideways at him.
Li Xuan looked dull: "Jiujiu broke Su Jing's mask, so we made the ten-day appointment."
Fang Geyu opened his mouth silently, and then showed a cute smile: "I really want to smack Jiujiu's dog's head right now."
Pushing the door open, the three of them saw Li Jiujiu, who was pale and haggard on the bed.
Fang Geyu immediately stepped forward and said with a black face, "What are you thinking about provoking Su Jing!"
Li Jiujiu was extremely surprised at the appearance of the girl in front of him: "Xiao Ge'er, why are you here?"
"puff……"
Little Geer?
Hearing such a title, Balian couldn't hold it back.
Fang Geyu's face darkened, a sharp and sharp look shot towards him, and then he gritted his teeth and glared at Li Jiujiu.
"I've told you so many times, call me Geyu, don't call me that nasty name, I'm getting goosebumps."
Li Jiujiu didn't have time to worry about what to call her. When she heard that familiar chuckle, her attention was immediately attracted to the pale boy under the moonlight.
She was stunned for a long time, thinking that she was hallucinating because she was too weak.
Fang Geyu came, at this critical moment when trouble was imminent.
Not only did she come alone, she also brought the young man she had been thinking about for a long time.
"Little..." She stopped the ambiguous nickname in time, a blush that made people think of her appeared on her pale face, and lowered her head nervously: "You...why are you here too?"
Balian looked at her pale and haggard face and felt a little distressed, but due to the presence of Li Jiujiu's father, he did not show it.
He nodded: "Well, I have just heard from Sect Master Li about your matter. Don't be afraid. We will find a solution to this matter together. You can recover first."
Li Xuan's eyes suddenly became extremely strange.
Fang Geyu also raised his little head and inhaled with his pretty nose: "I seem to smell the smell of adultery."
Li Jiujiu's eyes were filled with hazy smoke, and he looked up at her extremely beautiful lips: "Please, be quiet for a while and close your mouth."
Once she opens her mouth, she can really kill someone.
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