Does Senior Sister Mengxi like Ke Xiaoliang?
Maybe Meng Wu has a slight liking for him. After all, he is so handsome and any woman with eyes will be attracted to him. After all, if you look pleasing to the eye, that's your ability, that's your high starting point, and that's the loneliness that ugly people can never understand.
But that was just coveting his body, not liking her, let alone love.
Why is there such an operation? To be honest, it is the "goddess pride" promoted by Tiangou.
After all, if a handsome, sunny-looking little brother always treats the little followers around the 'goddess' kindly, then the goddess will be a little unhappy in her heart.
They may even mistakenly think that this is a trick by the younger brother to attract her attention.
If not, how could there be so many real-life cases of best friends and boyfriends getting together?
They want to conquer not only one man, but also prove to their 'little sisters' once again that my charm is greater than yours.
Ke Xiaoliang saw through Senior Sister Mengxi's thoughts, so he hit her with several soft nails one after another and knocked her back.
Come to think of it, this goddess of Cuiyun Mountain must feel very uncomfortable at the moment!
Senior Sister Mengxi really felt bad.
However, Ke Xiaoliang guessed wrongly, that is, she admired him more than Ke Xiaoliang imagined.
That day on the stone bridge in Lihe, Mengxi caught a glimpse of Ke Xiaoliang sitting in front of the window in the sun.
It was at that moment that her heart skipped a beat.
But usually, Ke Xiaoliang and Yang Zhenzhen spend time together. Sometimes Senior Sister Mengxi walks across the bridge, but she can only take a look from afar, and then turn around and leave with pride.
Until Yang Zhenzhen was forced to enter the world of high martial arts to work hard for the sect.
Senior Sister Mengxi, who had just 'sacrificed' and returned to reality, came to see Ke Xiaoliang, and at the same time, she deliberately dressed up for this side.
He looks simple in white clothes, but he has many layers of care.
They are all in white clothes, some look fat and look like fat worms, some look as if they are immortals... There is a secret to this.
Senior Sister Mengxi came with full confidence, but could only leave sadly and angrily.
And Yang Zhenzhen, who was working as a laborer in the world of high martial arts, had no idea that his good senior sister was trying to take advantage of him.
At this time, Yang Zhenzhen was running away quickly.
Like a fat squirrel being chased by a viper.
In the world of Gaowu, she turned into an ordinary little chubby girl. She was getting up from a creek in embarrassment. The mud on her body and the leaves stuck to her hair made her look more like a A little country girl who has never seen the world.
When I first entered the world of martial arts, I had no martial arts skills, no foundation, and no value.
An ordinary disciple like her is naturally assigned only the most worthless task of sending someone to death.
Under the eyes of some court hawks, he was deliberately exposed.
Then attract the court eagle dogs who are after the 'cult disciples', so that the truly valuable disciples can complete their mission.
Speaking of which, this purpose of existence is only slightly better than giving it directly to a fellow monk for 'war merits'.
But relatively speaking... it's more difficult.
In fact, it is the most unpleasant kind of task.
As the price of salted fish, after Yang Zhenzhen was 'promoted' to the world of high martial arts, he had to perform such tasks to repay the sect's training.
This is not a deliberate attack, but an equal balance between effort and reward.
After all...even the righteous sect has no reason to act as a nanny for its disciples.
Swish swish swish...!
Behind Yang Zhenzhen, several arrows flew towards her.
Yang Zhenzhen rolled around like a lazy ass and dodged the series of shots in embarrassment.
But his face was scratched by a thorn in the thorn bush.
In front of Ke Xiaoliang, Yang Zhenzhen, who looked cute and cute, did not cry out in pain, but dragged his limping leg and continued to run forward.
The task given by the teacher is to let her buy time.
So...it can be delayed for a while.
If you really can't escape, then choose suicide or withdraw from the world.
Of course, in the eyes of the aborigines, a monk's withdrawal from the world is mostly a 'suicide'. In addition, depending on the environment and circumstances, there are several options such as coma, obsessive sleep, seclusion and practice.
"You can't run anymore!"
"Are you tired?"
"Would you like to stop and rest for a while?"
"We promise not to kill you, but you must also know how to be grateful and cooperative... Do you agree? Little fat girl!" In the forest, a cold voice said in a sinister tone.
A man wearing a Dongchang eunuch costume, leading a team of archers, jumped among the treetops, closely following Yang Zhenzhen, like a cat catching a mouse.
Yang Zhenzhen took out a few gunpowder balls given by the elders from his arms and threw them hard in the direction of the eunuch.
With a violent explosion, several large trees exploded.
But the eunuch, circling in the woods like a strange bird, escaped the explosion.
"The Tang Sect's Thunderbolt Fire... is very powerful. It's a pity that you don't have any martial arts skills. Otherwise, if you use hidden weapons to fight it, I will still be afraid of it." The eunuch continued to speak in a strange voice, while looking around. , waiting for someone to save the little fat girl in front of him.
Surrounding a point to call for reinforcements is a common old tactic.
Next, if no one comes to rescue this little fat girl.
The eunuch would use torture to torture her.
Until she died wailing.
The people from the Shenhou Mansion and Ouchi Secret Agents might be more decisive in their actions and suffer less vicious torture.
But Liumen, Dongxi Factory and Jinyiwei... have no shortage of harsh methods.
Yang Zhenzhen listened to the voice, but didn't give any answer. He turned around and pulled out the short dagger hanging from his waist, then leaned against a big tree, waiting for the last moment.
Suddenly, screams began one after another in the forest.
A dark, furry thing flew across the air quickly.
Then he bit the necks of several archers.
The eunuch's expression changed, and the long sword in his hand shook hard, breaking into dozens of pieces, and then they all hit the furry thing.
Then he ran away, apparently recognizing the true identity of this furry thing.
Unexpectedly, the furry thing spun in the air, and the scattered hair easily wrapped the broken pieces.
"With a sword?"
"I hate swords the most!"
When he finished speaking, the eunuch's body was already covered with broken swords.
But it was a furry thing that used its own hair to throw the broken sword back.
Boom!
Furry things fell from mid-air.
He fell directly at Yang Zhenzhen's feet.
Yang Zhenzhen could vaguely see... This seemed to be a human head.
At this time, the head seemed to have exhausted all its strength and was panting.
Blood was oozing from the wound of a flying knife nailed to his forehead.
"Ah...!" Yang Zhenzhen let out a harsh scream.
"What a big head!" Yang Zhenzhen yelled next.
This ear-piercing scream and shout stopped the ancient magical power.
He originally wanted to kill Yang Zhenzhen, but at this moment he paused and had a new idea.
Ke Xiaoliang's words from the heart worked wonders again.
At critical moments, choices were guided.
