"you!"
The pretty female disciple was angry, and the flesh on her face trembled slightly.
"Senior Brother Wen is quite good at talking."
"You're too kind." Wen Shi's eyes were icy cold. "Please get out of here."
"Don't stop me from watching the competition."
The pretty female disciple pretended to be dumbfounded, "Aren't seats for people to sit on?"
"Why should I get out?"
Wen Shi laughed in anger, "Of course you can sit down."
"Please don't cross the line."
"If I hadn't put up the protective shield, you would be in my arms."
The pretty female disciple licked her lips, thinking she was sexy. "Isn't this because Senior Brother Wen is so handsome?"
"Senior Brother Wen has the capital to fascinate Junior Sister..."
She reached out her hand again, ignoring the damage from the recoil, and touched the protective shield.
His eyes were extremely blurred.
Wen Shi felt like vomiting.
I was already in a bad mood, and then I met someone who I couldn't understand.
"roll."
Wen Shi poured his spiritual power into shaking the pretty female disciple's hand away.
“Sizzle——”
The surface of the pretty female disciple's hand was charred black.
Her face was pale with pain, and her eyes were full of grievance and resentment.
Her hands hurt so much that they felt like they were going to break.
"Brother Wen, you have such a cruel heart."
"When did admiration become wrong?"
His tone was filled with accusation and resentment, and the surrounding disciples all looked over at him.
The nosy disciple came over immediately.
"Junior sister, what happened?"
"It's okay, it's just a misunderstanding." The pretty female disciple pretended to wipe away her tears, raised her watery eyes, and felt very aggrieved.
The righteous male disciple with a crew cut immediately stood up and said, "Junior sister, don't cry. Did this unfaithful man let you down?"
He pointed at Wen Shi and scolded, "Junior sister is so cute, how could you bear to scold her?"
Wen Shi: “…”
Where did this idiot come from?
Don't force yourself to help others without understanding the situation.
"Brother, please don't criticize Brother Wen. It's my fault for insisting on talking to Brother Wen. It's normal to be scolded."
The pretty female disciple cried even harder.
The male disciple with a crew cut felt his blood boiling when he was called "Senior Brother" in a delicate voice.
It is necessary to stand up and protect the weaker party.
"Do I get scolded for speaking?"
"Junior sister, your vision is not good!"
"I say, brother, is this how you treat your woman?"
"Can you be a bit more manly?"
Wen Shi couldn't stand it any longer and shouted angrily: "Get out."
"She is not my woman. I don't know her."
"Hey, why are you still so angry? I was right?" The male disciple with a crew cut sneered, "That's all you know how to say, 'Get lost.'"
Wen Shi frowned, his handsome face darkening, "Don't meddle in other people's business. You're being used as a pawn without even realizing it."
"Oh my, you're really anxious."
The male disciple with a crew cut crossed his arms and said, "I'm just meddling in other people's business. What can you do to me?"
"Besides asking me to get out, can you please give me something fresh?"
The pretty female disciple covered her mouth and cried, mumbling, "Don't fight for me, it's just a small matter, not worth it."
Wen Shigao glanced at her and said coldly, "You're quite good at picking fights."
It was clearly him who came here, but everyone put all the blame on him.
Now they are deliberately guiding their thinking to make them fight.
When he doesn't know the rules of the auditorium?
Once the two sides start fighting, regardless of whether they are justified or not, they will be disqualified from any sect activities in the next five years.
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