After sharing a round, Lan Qianxi saw that there was still a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake left on the plate, and she suddenly had a plan in mind.
Lan Qianxi walked up to Wei Ling with a porcelain white plate and smiled sweetly, "Wei Ling, this is the osmanthus cake I made. Do you want to try it?"
She seemed to want to get along well with Wei Ling regardless of past grudges.
But in fact, it was Lan Qianqian who did it on purpose.
She was very aware of the temper of this proud young lady. If she gave the last piece of osmanthus cake to Wei Ling, Wei Ling would definitely feel insulted and get angry.
As long as Wei Ling dares to take action, she can make Wei Ling shed a layer of skin even if he doesn't die!
Wei Ling raised his head and glanced at Lan Qianqian, then his eyes fell on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Looking at the friendly-smiling woman, she sneered.
It has always been her choice to let others choose, but now she is given the choice after others have chosen?
If he hadn't been in the Changqiu Sect, Wei Ling might have overturned this snack and slapped Lan Qianqian conveniently.
However, this Lan Qianqian’s calculation is really good!
"I can't bear the poor fortune, so you should give it to others. I think they like it very much." Wei Ling said with a smile without being angry.
She would rather pay Song Yizhi to buy it than touch Lan Qianqian's snacks.
She was afraid of being poisoned!
Lan Qianxi lowered her eyelids, bit her lip and said sadly, "Wei Ling, do you dislike me? I know I said the wrong thing before and made Senior Sister Song unhappy, but I have already apologized, you I am both a new disciple, and we should live in harmony, so don’t hold grudges against me because of Senior Sister Song."
If it weren't for years of self-cultivation, Wei Ling would definitely roll his eyes.
How shameless you are!
who do you think You Are?
Who likes to get along with you?
Even though he said he didn't care, he still stepped on Song Yizhi. He was so speechless!
"I don't like eating, okay?" Wei Ling stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his skirt, with a fake smile on his face, "I'm afraid that the accumulation of turbid air will hinder my cultivation. Are you satisfied with this answer? ?"
Lan Qianxi responded with a disappointed sound, then turned around and walked away holding the plate.
"Wei Ling, I gave you sweet-scented osmanthus cake with good intentions. Forget it if you don't appreciate it. Why would you hurt Sissy by speaking evil words?" The speaker was a handsome man. He looked at Wei Ling with accusing and dissatisfied eyes.
Wei Ling sneered coldly, the fake smile on his face disappeared, and said coldly, "Zhao Zhengyang, are you blind? Which of your eyes saw me hurting Lan Qianqian by speaking evil words?"
Zhao Zhengyang looked at the lost Lan Qianxi, his eyes full of pity. The more he pity Lan Qianxi, the less he likes Wei Ling, the eldest lady, "Look at how sad Sissi is. It's just a sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Eat it." How much turbid energy can there be? Do you still lack some marrow-cleansing pills?"
Wei Ling, who has a bad temper to begin with, almost laughed out loud when he heard this, "What does it matter to you whether I am short of marrow-cleansing pills? What does it matter to me if she is weak in heart? Since she is not prepared to be rejected, don't Giving away random things, I, Wei Ling, don’t eat things from unknown sources!”
"What's the matter of unknown origin? Wei Ling, what are you talking about?!" Qiao Yuanyuan stood up and defended Lan Xixi, "It's okay that you usually bully others. If Sissi kindly gives you snacks and you don't accept it, forget it. You're still here in a weird mood!"
"Is it because of my strange yin and yang energy?" Wei Ling glanced at Qiao Yuanyuan and Zhao Zhengyang with disdain, and said yin and yang, "Obviously there are people who want to treat Lianxiangxiyu with me!"
"You!" Qiao Yuanyuan was extremely angry.
Wei Ling rolled his eyes obscenely, then turned his gun and pointed it at Zhao Zhengyang, "Don't think that you can preach to me just because you are my fiancé. Who do you think you are? Zhao Zhengyang, you'd better clarify your own position for me. "
Zhao Zhengyang's expression changed. In the end, he didn't hold back even a single word, but the cruelty in his eyes flashed away.
Wei Ling looked at him with disdain and prepared to go back to rest.
Bei Xianyue raised her hand and rubbed her chin.
This Wei Ling has good talent and a good temper. If possible, she would like to lure him to the Hehuan Sect.
Song Yiheng, who had watched the farce, withdrew his gaze and prepared to arrest Song Yizhi and Feng Yian.
Feng Yian deserves a good beating.
"Senior Brother Song." Qiao Yuanyuan suddenly turned her gun. She saluted Song Yiheng and criticized Wei Ling word by word, "Please ask Senior Brother Song to comment on the disciples! This Wei Ling is too arrogant and domineering!"
Song Yiheng frowned slightly.
Is there something wrong with this person's brain?
Do you need to judge this kind of thing yourself?
Doesn't she know that the world of immortality only relies on strength?
Wei Ling frowned when she heard Qiao Yuanyuan's lingering complaints before she left.
Song Yizhi walked over slowly carrying a rabbit, and his lazy voice was full of mockery, "You are allowed to buy and sell by force and Wei Ling is not allowed to refuse? Why is your face so big?"
Feng Yian and Song Yiheng's eyes met. After a moment of confrontation, they looked away and acted as if nothing had happened.
Even if they want to fight, they will fight in private, and they still have to maintain peace on the surface.
"Song Yizhi, I didn't ask you!" Qiao Yuanyuan said angrily.
Song Yiheng had no favorable impression of this female disciple at all, and said in a cold voice, "What Zhizhi means is what I mean."
Qiao Yuanyuan looked ugly.
Even though Lan Qianqian stayed out of the incident, she felt unwilling to hear these words.
It's Song Yizhi again!
Song Yizhi smiled.
She smiled brightly and openly, and then raised her eyebrows at Qiao Yuanyuan. The silent sarcasm made Qiao Yuanyuan's face look even more ugly.
Wei Ling felt relieved physically and mentally.
"Song Yizhi, I am Wei Ling." Wei Ling looked at Song Yizhi with recognition and appreciation for her in his eyes.
"I'm Song Yizhi." Song Yizhi said.
Looking at Wei Ling and Song Yizhi who introduced each other inexplicably, Lan Qianqian always felt that something was not right.
After briefly speaking, Song Yizhi was ready to return to Jiaoyue Peak.
Song Yiheng naturally went together.
Going to Jiaoyue Peak, Song Yiheng saw beef strips hanging on bamboo poles to dry, and a black cat lying on the side meowing.
The black cat was pretty good, it just lay there and barked from time to time, and didn't steal the beef strips.
"Wild cat?" Song Yiheng glanced at the dirty and thin black cat and frowned.
The Fifth Elder doesn't keep pets, and Zhizhi doesn't like keeping pets either. Where did this wild cat come from?
"Probably." Feng Yi'an took a look at the black cat.
Seeing that he had a lot of beef strips, Song Yizhi threw the rabbit in his hand to his brother and walked towards the cat, then stood three steps away and stretched out his hand tentatively.
The black cat was not timid, it walked towards Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi performed a dust-removing technique, and the dirty black cat was immediately clean. She reached out and picked up the black cat, "Want to eat beef?"
"Meow~" the thin black cat meowed weakly, and its paws stepped on Song Yizhi's wrist.
"Wait." Song Yizhi put the cat on the ground, turned and walked into the kitchen.
After a while, Song Yizhi came out with a bowl of warm water and some dried fish, and then placed them on the ground.
The black cat's dark green eyes looked at Song Yizhi. It seemed to be very understanding of human nature. It felt that Song Yizhi had no ill intentions, so it cautiously walked over and lowered its head to take a sip of warm water.
