Li Xiaohua didn't want to behave like this in front of Qingli, so she supported herself and stood up with great effort.
His eyes were dark and his face was pale. He looked at Qingli with hatred and annoyance. "What treasure book? What are you talking about? Unfounded slander. Is this what your master taught you?"
Seeing that he pretended not to understand, Qingli's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and she said lightly: "Does the world know that the Master Li they trust and love is a hypocritical evil cultivator? Not only is he an evil cultivator, he is also a thief who dares not admit that he stole."
Luo Jinxiao angrily scolded: "Qingli, don't talk nonsense, my master is not an evil cultivator, if you talk nonsense again, I will not spare you even if I risk my life."
In Luo Jinxiao's heart, Li Xiaohua is his faith and the master he respects the most. He is kind and righteous. Although he will charge too much for the rich, he only asks for a copper coin for the poor. After receiving a copper coin, he will even give money back to help those who are in difficult conditions.
He said that he charged a copper coin because it was a professional requirement and there was no causal relationship. He could not just tell fortunes for people without any reason, so he had to charge money to form this causal relationship. And he paid for it because he could not bear it and would always show compassion and want to help those pitiful people.
This kind of master has always been the one Luo Jinxiao respected the most, so no matter what, he would not believe that his master was an evil cultivator. He knew that evil cultivators needed to practice some evil and perverse techniques to achieve their cultivation, and those techniques themselves were harmful.
Looking at Luo Jinxiao's angry and silly look, Qingli said with a smile: "It's not up to you to decide, Mr. Luo, you don't look stupid! How can you be so easy to deceive."
Li Xiaohua, who was standing behind Luo Jinxiao, snorted coldly and said, "If you want to kill me, just do it! Why do you have to humiliate me like this?"
Li Xiaohua looked as if he had given up struggling, and raised his neck, waiting to die.
Luo Jinxiao's eyes were red as he stood in front of his master. "Master, as long as I am still alive, I will not let anyone touch you."
"Qingli, if you want to touch my master, just step over my dead body!"
The deep affection between the master and the apprentice was just funny to Qingli. Li Xiaohua was really good at playing with his apprentice and taught him to be so loyal.
"Okay, then lie down! I'll walk over your body."
Qingli was about to walk over as she spoke, but Luo Jinxiao knew he couldn't win, so he simply opened his arms and closed his eyes. He didn't believe that Qingli would kill him.
Qingli looked at him like this, twitched the corner of her mouth, then she picked up the man and threw him aside.
Luo Jinxiao's body flew out in a parabola in mid-air.
Qingli walked in front of Li Xiaohua and said coldly: "Do you want to give it to me yourself? Or should I kill you and take it myself?"
Li Xiaohua looked helpless, "I don't have anything from Xuanmen. When I left, my cultivation was wasted. I took nothing with me except the clothes I wore. Little girl, I don't believe everything your master said. You are so young, and I guess you haven't been with him for long. You don't know him at all. You don't know how hypocritical he is. He is used to pretending and confusing right and wrong."
When Li Xiaohua talked about Qingming, his face was full of disdain and hatred.
Qingli narrowed her eyes slightly, her face immediately turned cold, and she said unhappily: "Li Yuhua, I don't need you to tell me what my master is like. You are a traitor who practices evil ways, what qualifications do you have to comment on my master?"
"I'll give you one last chance. Hand over our Xuanmen's things and I won't do anything to you. But if you insist on not handing them over, then I won't be polite."
Li Yuhua said seriously, "I didn't take anything from the Xuanmen Sect. Do you have any evidence to prove that I took it? Maybe your master took it himself, or you couldn't find it yourself. Why do you insist that I took it?"
Li Xiaohua just refused to admit it.
He originally didn't take Qingli seriously, but the battle just now made him realize Qingli's strength, and he couldn't help but become wary, jealous and worried.
A junior, Qingming's apprentice, actually defeated him. He really has some skills.
Seeing that he refused to admit it, Qingli lost her patience and wanted to take action.
But suddenly, a black gas rushed out from Li Xiaohua's body. Qingli subconsciously took a few steps back. The black gas transformed into a dragon shape and attacked Qingli with its fangs and claws.
Li Xiaohua ran away in a flash.
Seeing this, Luo Jinxiao hurried away. Luo Lin in the corner was trembling, her legs were weak and she couldn't run at all. She could only shrink in the corner, praying that no one would look at her.
The one that jumped out of Li Yuhua's body was a powerful ghost. It should have been practicing for hundreds of years. With its evil thoughts, it has already entered the category of ghost cultivation.
Although this ghost is quite powerful, it is nothing to be afraid of for Qingli.
But Li Xiaohua actually ran away.
Qingli wanted to chase after him, but dealing with this ghost cultivator still wasted some of her time. When she went out to chase after him, she could no longer find Li Yuhua.
Qingli was very disappointed, and for a moment she didn't know which direction to look.
Even Luo Jinxiao is gone from the Luo Mansion.
With a helpless sigh, Qingli could only turn around and go back to the inn.
I just got back to the inn and saw Nangong Yuyao again. She was eating with the two children in the lobby.
Qingli was startled and ran inside quickly.
"Mengmeng, Yangyang, go back to the house."
Qingli was a little nervous. After all, Nangong Yuyao was Nangong Yan's sister. It would be bad if she found out something.
Qingli came rather suddenly and her tone was so serious that the two children were instantly frightened.
"Mother...aunt."
"You're back?"
Mengmeng remembered her mother's instructions and quickly changed her words.
Nangong Yuyao looked at Qingli and stood up happily, saying, "Sister Qingli, I'm here to deliver something, and I want to ask you for help with something? Is that ok?"
Qingli frowned slightly and said calmly: "Princess, I can't help you. Also, we are leaving tomorrow. The gifts you gave us are too gorgeous and not suitable for us. Please take the gifts back with you!"
Qingli's indifference made Nangong Yuyao feel uncomfortable. She had never been treated like this before.
"Sister Qingli, do you hate me?"
Nangong Yuyao's tone was soft, and her bright eyes instantly became misty and watery, looking so pitiful.
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