But the cultivator opposite him was so powerful that there was no need to joke with him. He never expected that the kind and innocent girl he thought he was was actually a vicious person.
He's just an ordinary person with no special opportunities; how could he possibly survive if he got caught up in the middle of two cultivators?
How could you be so vicious?
Mu Yun's face flushed red, and she said angrily, "Don't be ungrateful. I only made Senior Sister apologize to you because she bumped into you."
The beggar stared at Mu Yun's flawless face and finally realized what was happening.
What is he?
How dare he make a cultivator apologize and admit his mistake?
Did he get his brains eaten by a few dirty buns while begging today? Otherwise, how could he dare to think like that?
"I'm just an ordinary person, and you expect a cultivator to apologize to me? You're trying to get me killed!"
Mu Yun froze, not caring whether the person lived or died.
She just wanted to annoy Winsler.
The beggar could see everything from Mu Yun's expression; he had almost worshipped her as a goddess just moments before.
Pooh!
nausea!
But the beggar dared not speak, after all, Mu Yun was also a cultivator.
They were all people he couldn't afford to offend.
Cherish life, stay away from madmen.
The beggar got up and tried to run away, but Fang Ruotang glanced at him and didn't chase after him. Anyway, with the small mirror there, he couldn't escape.
"My lord, your innate sword-wielding talent has vanished."
"Hmm, he can't escape. I'm going to take him as my disciple."
[Weren't you going to give it to your second brother?]
[Wait until the next time he wants to sacrifice himself! I can't bring myself to dig out a living person's bones like that. I'll just take him into the sect as a disciple!]
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