"Is this your...junior sister?" Su Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl opposite who was so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes away.
Opposite Su Yi and Duan Chuyi Xuyun, stood a girl who was blinking her eyes. The girl was wearing a slightly loose Taoist robe, but it could not hide her graceful figure under the Taoist robe, and her curves were looming.
Although it is not as beautiful and holy as the goddess Bai Yue, she is still astonishing as "looking at the charming city and then looking at the charming country". Better than most rouge powders in the world.
Thinking of this, Su Yi glanced at Yin Wanwan secretly, and suddenly felt that this girl was not that good-looking.
"I didn't expect you to have such a beautiful junior sister..." Su Yi was a little surprised.
Duan Chuyi rolled his eyes: "If I were you, I would worry about that old man first."
"Bah!" Su Yi pulled off the cassocks on the heads of the four people, put his hands on his hips and looked at Zi Qing who was suddenly stunned across the way: "Old man, what are you doing here again?"
Ziqing frowned: "So you are hiding under my nose."
Su Yi raised his head and straightened his chest: "There is no need to hide or hide. I won't change my name in business or my surname. I will stand upright in front of you!"
Ziqing glanced at Yin Wanwan who quietly backed away with a guilty conscience, and said dissatisfied: "Wanwan, don't you know these people are the enemies of my Confucian family? You still go with them when my Confucian family loses such a big person? "
Yin Wanwan stopped and lowered her head, not daring to answer. She was still in awe of her master.
"What do you know, you old thing?" Su Yi glared and said, "The little girl is discerning, impressed by my charm, and feels safe with me. Otherwise, who do you expect to protect her? Your two-hundred-and-five-year-old disciple? "
Liying looked at Zhongli, who was still giggling because the master came, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "Brother, he said two hundred and five, I think he might be talking about you..."
"Huh?" Zhong Li was stunned, thought for a while and then said angrily: "Su Yi! How dare you insult me in front of my master? You don't take my master and Confucianism seriously. inside!"
Su Yi glanced at Zhong Li, who was angry but still didn't dare to step forward, and said seriously: "Mr. Ziqing, look at it, your disciple is so virtuous, don't you need me to tell you?"
Ziqing sighed in his heart, but said with a serious face: "There is no need for you to comment on matters within this sect."
Su Yi hummed and said: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a lot in front of you."
Zi Qing said angrily: "You have a sharp tongue, I can make you speechless!"
"Aren't you just here to kill me?" Su Yi simply sat down on the ground: "Come on, come on, I will resist your attack and see how shameless you are, an old Confucian who has lived for tens of thousands of years."
"Do you think I won't take action?" Ziqing's face was gloomy: "Or are you just stalling for time while your father, the great swordsman, comes to save you?"
"Tsk, tsk, then my dad has still looked for you." Su Yi hummed, "But I always try to be self-reliant, so there is no need to wait for my dad."
After saying that, Su Yi tapped the scabbard with both fingers, and the long sword from his waist flew out, hanging in mid-air, with the tip pointed directly at Zi Qing.
When Duan Chuyi saw it, he quickly ran over and pulled the junior sister next to Ziqing aside, frowning and saying, "When did you come here?"
The girl shrank her head and whispered: "I have never come down from the mountain. I finally took a chance and Chen's nephews secretly followed you out without paying attention."
"You still dare to follow me and sneak out?" Duan Chuyi was furious, with his hands on his hips, he was ready to give this junior sister a good lecture on the dangers at the foot of the mountain.
When the girl saw this posture, she quickly covered her ears with her hands and squatted on the ground: "Brother, I was wrong. I never dare to sneak down the mountain by myself again!"
"Hey, I'm really..." Duan Chuyi suddenly felt that he had no idea what to do. He couldn't even scold or hit this junior sister. Once the attitude of admitting his mistake came out, he couldn't even get angry anymore.
"Senior brother, your friend seems to be dying..." the girl whispered.
Duan Chuyi turned around and saw that the two people behind him were facing each other. The infinite sword energy around Su Yi seemed to be weakening, and he was retreating steadily. Facing Ziqing, he was holding an open Confucian classic. The golden characters in the book were constantly rushing towards Su Yi's sword energy, and the suppressed sword energy kept retreating.
"No matter how talented you are, you are just a teenager. How can you defeat me!" Ziqing's words continued to reverberate between heaven and earth, making everyone present feel dizzy.
