"Ning Ning, I want to kill you."
Yan Wumei's eyes were red, as if a beast had escaped from its cage, roared and rushed towards her, trying to bite her throat and drag her to hell.
"Well……"
This scene reminded Ning Ning of the drama in front of the Dark City Gate: two men fighting for one woman. The key is... Yu Zhiyu was also kidnapped by Ding Ang. History is always surprisingly similar.
Cangming waved away the obstructive Yan Wumei and waved his sleeves. The clothes on Yu Zhiyu's chest were completely destroyed, and her fair skin stained with blood was exposed to the air.
There was an eerie moment of silence in the palace.
The voices of female disciples scolding came from all directions.
"What are you looking at? If you don't close your eyes, I'll poke your eyes out."
"Little bastard, close your eyes, or you'll come back to the peak and practice more!"
"If anyone dares to look at it again, I will break his three legs."
Seeing the disciples with their heads drooped and turned away, Ning Ning patted the white ink in her sleeves, rushed forward with tears in her eyes, hugged Cangming's thigh, and howled loudly.
"Master, Xiao Ning's cultivation level is low. He is no match for Senior Sister Yu. If he throws it away casually, how could he know that Senior Sister Yu will not endure it." Ning Ning grabbed Cangming's clothes, blew her nose, and rubbed Cangming all over her body. Dirt, "Master, you have to make the decision for Xiao Ning!"
His long sleeves hung to the ground and squirmed slightly.
"In full view", Mo Bai whined and bit Yu Zhiyu's fingertips. The dark red divine light poured into her body and followed her spiritual veins to the unattended sea of consciousness.
what is that?
A square box floated in Yu Zhiyu's sea of consciousness, and the barren and desolate sea of consciousness was continuously delivering "nourishment" to it.
Great, caught it.
The dark red divine light quietly merged into the sea of consciousness, becoming nutrients to be slaughtered, continuously pouring into his iron body.
[Host, host. ] The tin box snorted contemptuously, [It's a useless thing. I haven't completed the task. The Lord God won't let me go. Ah... what is this? My code is messed up, who, who is...]
[Dip, code number 4638 is at your service. The host is great. Do you need the system to provide wake-up service for you? 】
It's a pity that Yu Zhiyu failed to respond to it.
[Host, unfortunately, the system needs to be upgraded, please wait for the system to come back. 】
The tin box seemed to have lost its power and was spitting out nutrients continuously, but it could vomit whenever it wanted due to its divine power.
Mo Bai licked his mouth and subconsciously licked Yu Zhiyu's fingers, which immediately froze, "Chirp, chirp. [Xiao Ningning, it's over, I licked her hand.]"
Ning Ning let go of Cang Ming's ruined clothes, turned her head and threw herself on Yu Zhiyu, staring at her wounds with her lowered eyes.
Seeing that the wound was healing slowly, Ning Ning panicked a little. Mad, things are getting complicated and difficult to control.
"Master, Junior Sister Yu's injury is urgent. How about Qiu Bai sending Junior Sister Yu to Yaolu Peak?" Qu Qiubai said humbly and gently.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ning Ning's cuffs moving slightly, and couldn't help but think of Wu Xi's words, and resolutely reached out to help.
Ning Ning breathed a sigh of relief, took out the cloak from her storage bag, put it on Yu Zhiyu, and rubbed her hands flatteringly: "Master, look, Senior Sister Yu is still in love, can you forgive her..."
"What do you think?"
Ning Ning's face was full of sorrow, she hugged Cangming's other thigh and pursed her lips, "Master, you can't favor one against the other! Senior Sister Yu stabs me, and I stab Senior Sister Yu, doesn't it just tie the knot?" The poke reminds them of their past grudges.
"Fart." Yan Wumei, who couldn't hold back any of the three of them, yelled, "Zhiyu is not that kind of person, it's a lie you made up."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Wumei was joined by three more disciples, who could restrain the manic Yan Wumei.
"Uuuu, Master, Xiao Ning has the baboon mirror to testify that there is no lie." As she said that, Ning Ning pulled up Cang Ming's clothes again. The next second, she had a clean handkerchief in her hand, and she touched it quietly. He glanced at Cangming, who looked unhappy, and blew his nose with a handkerchief aggrievedly.
Cangming avoided the dirty Ning Ning without leaving a trace, glanced at the stained clothes, and his eyes darkened, "Qiu Bai, go quickly, don't let Zhiyu worry about it."
Watch Qu Qiubai leave.
He pondered for a moment and said sternly: "Ning Ning, for disrespecting the teacher, I will be fined and grounded for half a year in meditation..."
"Master." Mu Wan knelt on one knee with a sassy posture and looked at Cangming with burning eyes, "Xiao Ning is weak and sick and cannot withstand the severe cold of Si Guo Cave. This disciple is willing to take the punishment for Xiao Ning."
"Sister."
"Master." Mo Beihan stood in front of the two of them, "Bei Han, as a disciple of Wuxia Peak, failed to control his junior sister well. He is suspected of dereliction of duty and asks Master to punish him. But... my junior sister is weak and has thought too much." After being grounded for half a year, how can little junior sister survive..."
"Okay, none of them are worry-free people."
Cangming said in annoyance: "Ning Ning's ban on Wuxia Peak will be extended to one year. Is there any objection?"
"No."
"No."
"What, I have..." Ning Ning, who had quietly appeared, was ruthlessly pushed back by Mu Wan and Mo Beihan.
"Tweet, tweet. [Little Ningning, I'm in a hole in my thoughts! I can't go there, how can I grow up? When will I grow up to be as handsome as my dad...]"
"There's a chance." Quan touched the hairy Mo Bai in his sleeve and took it as comfort.
After a while, Cangming left the grand ceremony full of absurd things, and all the disciples dispersed, except for Yan Wumei, who was held down.
"Senior sister, I'm afraid." Ning Ning turned into a pretty girl and buried herself in Mu Wan's arms, covering her head in a pretentious manner, "Does he want to kill me?"
"What are you talking about?" Mu Wan patted her on the back and explained stiffly: "Junior Brother Yan is a sweetheart. I am just worried about Junior Sister Yu. Disciples are not allowed to fight among themselves in the sect. I believe that Junior Brother Yan will not commit crimes against the odds."
"Yan Wumei, you will have to thank me in the near future!" Ning Ning raised her head proudly.
Mu Wan quickly held down her head with quick eyes and hands, and could not leave without looking back.
"Ning Ning, I won't let you go."
A burst of white mist blew.
Yan Wumei felt a slight sensation on her body and stood up dizzily. She looked at Shaojiu who was walking against the light and sneered, "Shaojiu? Are you here... um."
Yan Wumei looked at Yan Wumei who had fallen to the ground. Shaojiu held his neck and lifted it up effortlessly. His eyes were extremely cold, "How do you not let her go? Otherwise, I will destroy you first."
As if he had found a good way, Shaojiu gathered his spiritual power and slowly pushed into Yan Wumei's dantian.
A heartbreaking pain came from Dantian, Yan Wumei made a hoarse voice, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.
Seeing Yan Wumei being tortured until his eyes were straight, Li Zui in the corner boldly stepped forward, held Shaojiu's wrist, and whispered: "Junior brother, don't make a fuss, Xiao Ning has just been punished... …”
Before he finished speaking, Shaojiu let go of his hand with a cold face, looked at Yan Wumei who couldn't stop coughing, and suddenly said: "You don't want to know the secret hidden in Yu Zhiyu? Also, Ning'er is soft-hearted, and I am not , whoever dares to hurt Ning'er, I won't let him go."
