Snap snap snap...
Ahhh...
Don't get me wrong, it's not what you think.
That's the sound of being beaten!
Xiao Yikuang finally "awakened" from his memories.
Mo Xie cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your help, Third Elder."
Xiao Yikuang picked up the wine gourd and took a big gulp. "It's alright. I told you to come find me if you need anything."
He looked at Ao Fang, who was lying on his back on the ground convulsing, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with this little fat boy?"
Mo Xie, Ji Meiling, Sima Tian, and Gui Ying glanced at him secretly and remained silent in tacit agreement.
Xiao Yikuang narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that they actually fought just now?!"
It seems that even my older brother, in his recollections, doesn't know what he's done...
After Ao Fang told you "wake up" just now, you got a really bad beating!
Mo Xie thought to herself.
Seeing that Xiao Yikuang was about to draw his sword and kill someone,
He quickly said, "No, no, he just tripped and fell. We don't need to worry about him."
Xiao Yikuang remained silent for a few moments, then realized what was happening and sighed, "Am I going crazy in my memories again?"
Going mad in memories—this statement may seem a bit hard to understand, but Mo Xie and the others certainly do.
If Ao Fang isn't one of our own,
If Xiao Yikuang hadn't retained some rationality in his "memories,"
It seems that Ao Fang's situation will be more serious than just getting a beating!
Moye believed that,
The Third Elder's condition is likely a psychological disorder caused by "unbearable setbacks"...
As for what kind of setback it was, he didn't know.
I shook my head, trying not to think about it anymore.
Mo Xie smiled and said, "We will set up a banquet at dusk, and we would be honored if the Third Elder would not hesitate to come."
This Third Elder was a very powerful figure, and he felt he should cling to him tightly.
—How can a qualified villain not have one or two powerful backers?
Hehehe...
Xiao Yikuang poured some of the dried-up wine gourd into his mouth and asked dejectedly, "Is there any wine left?"
Mo Xie laughed and said, "Enough to make you live a life of debauchery."
"Hahaha... What a life of debauchery!"
Xiao Yi laughed loudly, "I live in drunkenness, and only seek death."
"good!"
With a swift movement, he carried a blood-red longsword on his back and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the distance.
Mo Xie cupped his hands and said, "At around 7 PM, I will be waiting for the Third Elder at Wangya Pavilion on the back mountain!"
After Xiao Yi left.
Mo Xie said to Ji Meiling, "You all should go and prepare the banquet first."
Ji Meiling asked, "And what about you?"
Master, what do you do for a living?
Mo Xie picked up a broom and said irritably, "Sweep, you clumsy thing!"
After saying that, he hurriedly walked outside.
It's almost noon now, and if I don't sweep the floor soon, I'm afraid the upright and sharp-tongued elder will hold another grudge.
Watching the man in the blue robe leisurely depart,
Ji Meiling pouted.
Am I stupid?
cut!
"Oh~ Time to sleep!"
She stretched lazily, uttering a seductive murmur that was inappropriate for children.
Her alluring figure, enough to make any normal man turn his head and stare in awe, was immediately revealed!
pity,
The others couldn't be considered "normal men" and completely ignored this rare and beautiful sight.
Sima Tian stared blankly in the direction Xiao Yikuang had left.
His brows furrowed deeply, as if he were pondering some profound question.
Well, this time it's not just about posing; I'm genuinely thinking about things.
What he was thinking was:
The Third Elder was dressed in tattered clothes, far less splendid than my snow-white brocade robes, but... why did he look so sophisticated?
After thinking for a while,
He finally got some clues.
I see,
First, there's the process of entering and leaving the stage.
It must be accompanied by words—that was his first conclusion.
It's a pity.
For a moment, Sima Tian couldn't think of anything sophisticated to say.
He could only continue chanting that old, worn-out catchphrase, "Alas, life is as lonely as snow!"
"Hahaha……"
Then he laughed three times, then jumped onto the roof beam and left.
He was dressed in flowing white robes, moving nimbly across the rooftops, exuding a true air of chivalry.
"This is a public building of the Demon God's Temple; climbing is strictly prohibited!"
The Elder of Sin and Poison rang out in anger.
Immediately following was a scream, then the dull thud of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Ji Meiling: ...
After a two-second silence, she softly uttered three words, "Crazy."
Then, swaying her hips, she slowly walked away...
Recalling the look in the eyes of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect as they left, Guiying sighed and said, "My life has always been like walking on thin ice... I don't even know if I can ever reach the shore."
Then it vanished into the shadows and disappeared.
"Senior brother... are you alright?"
A servant in blue patted Ao Fang on the ground.
"Stop fooling around!"
Ao Fang waved his hand as if in a daze, then made a snoring sound—perhaps because he hadn't slept all night due to "bad luck," he was very sleepy at the moment.
The servant in blue didn't dare to disturb him, nodded, and went to do his own thing.
Old Zhang also saw Ao Fang and asked, "Why don't you help him up?"
The servant replied, "This senior brother said we don't need to worry about him."
"Perhaps he is cultivating... No wonder he is a genius disciple of my temple!" Old Zhang exclaimed.
So he hurriedly led his servants in blue robes to prepare for repairing the damaged courtyard walls and such.
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