Chapter 92: You, You, and Yantian Sect
There was no barrier blocking the way, and Ye Xingzhou had a smooth journey out of the library.
When he went down to the third floor, Ye Xingzhou saw a figure that surprised him.
Meng Zhi sat cross-legged and meditated in the corner of the floor.
A halo of light came in through the window, shining on him, making the golden hairpin in his hair sparkle. He closed his eyes, his face calm, less arrogant.
Ye Xingzhou saw that his left ear, which was facing the light, had a layer of fine hair and a black mole on the earlobe.
If you ignore the resentful scroll on the side, the picture is harmonious and beautiful.
On the side, Juanzhuan diligently made tea for Meng Zhi, trying to please him like a lackey.
"Master Monk, do you think the water temperature is suitable?"
Meng Zhi said without even opening his eyes, "It's too hot. Brew it again. If it's not brewed well, I don't mind letting you experience the taste of roasting it over fire again."
I didn't want to drink the tea at all, I just wanted to make things difficult for the scroll spirit.
Juanzhu secretly made a gesture as if to hit Meng Zhi, but was afraid that Meng Zhi would find out, so he used his spiritual energy to pick up the teacup and brew tea again.
Seeing the person standing at the entrance of the barrier, Scroll almost became autistic.
Why are you two so annoying?
Here comes another Book Spirit Nemesis.
Scroll's action of pouring tea slowed down.
As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
There is absolutely no possibility that these two cultivators, one an inner disciple and the other an outer disciple, know each other.
If it could divert the blame and let the two people fight each other, wouldn't it be free?
Totally feasible!
Scroll held the tea and approached Meng Zhi reluctantly.
"Master monk, look! That monk has been staring at you. He is definitely provoking you!"
Yo, this scroll can also attract hatred.
Ye Xingzhou folded his arms and leaned against the wall, waiting for Meng Zhi's response.
He tried to shift the blame to someone else without even figuring out whether the other party knew him or not.
The scroll has some brains, but not much.
Meng Zhi opened his eyelids and saw that it was Ye Xingzhou, but he did not stand up immediately.
He stared dimly at the scroll floating back and forth while holding the teacup.
"Are you sure he's provoking me?"
The scroll was so indignant, as if it was the one being provoked.
"Sure! Absolutely sure!"
"very good."
It was given a chance to avoid being beaten, but it didn't cherish it.
Meng Zhi curled her lips and smiled creepily.
When Juanzhu heard Meng Zhi say it was a good thing, he was secretly overjoyed.
It is very good at using a knife to kill someone else!
Let a nasty monk deal with another nasty monk.
Which book spirit in the library is as smart as it!
Ye Xingzhou pretended to be scared, "What should I do? I provoked you, should you beat me up?"
"He deserves a beating." Meng Zhi said.
Then, before the scroll could even grin, its real body was punched by Meng Zhi.
100% sure, 90% sure of getting beaten.
"Master Monk, you hit the wrong person!"
Scroll was stunned by the punch.
Then, its confusion turned into fear.
Ye Xingzhou came over and hooked his arm around Meng Zhi's shoulder.
Half of his body weight pressed down on him. Meng Zhi patted the hand on his shoulder, but Ye Xingzhou did not let go.
Shoulder to shoulder, once there is countless times.
Meng Zhi glanced at him and stopped struggling.
Ye Xingzhou smiled and said, "Sorry, you missed the mark. We know each other."
"Not only do we know each other, but our relationship is the best in the world."
No wonder!
No wonder these two guys are so shameless!
Aaaaahhh!!!
How could Yantian Sect have such a servile disciple!
Once it comes out, two more will come out!
"You are bullying the book!" Scroll was furious.
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows. "Didn't you start this thing first? When did we become the ones bullying you?"
This scroll is really arrogant and needs to be punished.
The two men looked at each other, raised their hands in tacit understanding, and one of them punched the scroll.
After two bang bang punches, Scroll was moved to tears.
"I beg you, please leave! Please leave! Please leave quickly! The library is dirty, please don't pollute my eyes!"
What had it done to offend anyone to bump into these two giant Buddhas?
Let’s have some clear soup to make it!
The scroll twisted into a pretzel shape on the spot.
He came lightly, waved his sleeves, beat the scroll and left!
Ye Xingzhou put his arm around Meng Zhi's shoulder and swayed out of the library.
"Junior brother, are you coming to the library because you're worried about me?"
After walking through that door, I saw the warmth of sunshine that I hadn’t seen for a long time.
Ye Xingzhou was stabbed and raised his hands to cover his eyes.
Meng Zhi tilted her head, glanced at his pale face, and pursed her lips slightly.
Ye Xingzhou stayed in the library for five days.
Although there was a message of his safety, what if he met the man in black robe again?
It would be good to have him around to take care of me.
When it came to his words, Meng Zhi maintained his bad behavior again.
"Who's worried about you? If I wasn't afraid that you'd get stinky in the library and no one would notice you were infested with maggots, I wouldn't have come here."
"But you came."
"I have you, Junior Brother."
"There's you, you all, and the Yantian Sect."
Ye Xingzhou curved his lips and said, "With my two junior brothers here, they will definitely be able to find me immediately."
Just saying some corny words.
Meng Zhi looked away and shook off Ye Xingzhou's hand on her shoulder.
"Eh? Junior brother, what are you doing?"
This sudden unfamiliar action made Ye Xingzhou think that Meng Zhi was angry again.
"Cut off your fingers."
Meng Zhi had a stiff face and made new movements with his hands.
He slightly bent his right index finger and hooked it around the other white, slender little finger.
One hot, one cold.
"I'm frozen like a dead person. I'm just lucky to have made it to the fourth floor."
Meng Zhi cursed a lot, but his spiritual power was not reduced at all.
A warm spiritual power spread from the little finger of the left hand along the tendons and veins throughout the body.
This little junior brother.
When will his mouth be as warm as his actions?
"Junior brother, thank you." Ye Xingzhou thanked him from the bottom of his heart.
"Keep it for me." Meng Zhi rolled her eyes at him. "You're already old and shameless, and you're still saying thank you. Is that fake?"
"All right."
Ye Xingzhou shrugged, and a red figure appeared in his sight.
The young man waiting under the hibiscus tree had his black hair tied up high, a wooden sword on his back, his body straight, and his young face looked lively and energetic.
When he saw the two people coming, a silly smile immediately appeared on his face.
Let the Wangzhu fly towards him.
"Brother! You finally came out!"
A bear pounced on him, but Meng Zhi quickly grabbed Ren Wangzhu's collar, broke the hug, and lifted him up.
"What are you doing!" Ren Wangzhu glared at Meng Zhi, somewhat unhappy.
Meng Zhi looked even more displeased.
"Senior brother, look at him." Ren Wangzhu turned around and complained to Ye Xingzhou.
Meng Zhi glanced over.
If he spoke up for her now, Meng Zhi would definitely bring it up for him as well.
Ye Xingzhou immediately started drinking chicken soup.
"Junior brother, I did this to test you. If you can control your emotions freely, your Dao heart will be stable in the future."
"Is that so?" Ren Wangzhu tilted his head, and the displeasure on his face faded away.
It turns out that for the sake of his cultivation, his senior brother was testing him all the time!
He has to work harder!
Meng Zhi rolled her eyes at Ren Wangzhu.
Only after he calmed down did Meng Zhi let him go.
Ren Wangzhu immediately ran to the other side of Ye Xingzhou and took the initiative to pull Ye Xingzhou's hand and put it on his shoulder.
When he touched it, he found that Ye Xingzhou's hands were very cold. He looked at it carefully and found that his face was not as rosy as before.
If Meng Zhi hadn't grabbed him just now, Ye Xingzhou would have been knocked unconscious by his flying pounce.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
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