The two looked at each other, and Ming Xuan immediately smiled and said, "Junior brother, if you are wrong, then you are wrong. How can you slander me?"
Seeing that Mu Chongxi's face was red with anger, Xue Yu was also fanning the flames, "How could the eldest senior brother be wrong? He is the eldest senior brother."
Mu Chongxi couldn't believe it.
He almost vomited: "You two are better at licking than the dogs in our sect. You are so disgusting."
The incident ended with Mu Chongxi being sent to a confined area.
I, who had plotted against three sages, finally realized at this moment...
It is not allowed to braid Master’s hair.
I opened my notebook and wrote down this common sense again.
In order to make up for Mu Chongxi's hurt heart, I went to the forbidden area to bring him some food and said some meaningless words of encouragement.
"Brother, you are so nice."
The junior brother continued to stay in prison with a touched look on his face.
I left the forbidden area without any psychological pressure.
…
My life is like a stagnant pool of water. No matter what happens in the outside world, it will not cause any disturbance in me.
But all of this,
They were all ruined by Ye Qiao.
When we met for the first time, she was observing me. Her hair was like a chestnut with fluffy hair and a tuft of inconspicuous hair swaying slightly. I moved much faster than I thought and pressed it down steadily.
Then, meeting her confused gaze, I pretended nothing had happened and took her away.
In my memory, she is the most unique person I have ever seen.
Master always talks a lot of nonsense when he teaches.
Whenever she heard something she didn't like, she would draw a pair of amazing fake eyes and stick them on her eyelids.
With a pair of big, KISS ME eyes, she stood in the back row, leaned her head back, and slept peacefully.
During daily training, I taught her moves. That day, Ye Qiao casually made a sword flower with a fearless expression: "Big Brother, come on."
——Flamboyant.
I evaluated her in my heart, threw away Duan Chen, rolled up my sleeves and beat her up.
"Junior sister..." Mu Chongxi was stunned: "Looks like she's a little dead?"
I calmly said, “No.”
“…”
Ye Qiao seemed to prefer the Sword-Asking Sect's fighting style, which advocated that one force could defeat ten skills, and one sword could break all methods.
Coincidentally, I have fought with the disciples of the Sword-Asking Sect for many years, so I can teach her some moves with ease.
"Don't look down on the poor young man, Senior Brother." She probably realized that she couldn't beat me, so she ruffled her hair into a mess and deliberately swayed under my nose, "What if among many geniuses in the future, I am the only one who ranks first?"
I didn't pay much attention to her words. I just looked at her messy hair in silence, and then...
A long sigh.
*
later.
The girl is going through a tribulation in Kunshan.
Then I realized that she was not joking when she said that day.
When she goes out daily, she always likes plain colors and is determined to make herself look gray.
And every time Miaomiao comes, the color is different.
Mingxuan seemed to be thinking about something. He had the most clothes, so he took out a pile of robes and tried them on Ye Qiao's body. He tilted his head and asked me with interest which one looked better.
Meeting my gaze, Ye Qiao made a cross gesture: "No, please ignore me."
We looked at each other and still didn't let her go.
After choosing a set of robes, Mingxuan smiled and flicked his fingertips, and the colors changed to red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, blue and purple.
Miracle: “???”
"Hey, hey, hey."
After adjusting the colors of the clothes, Ye Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go out, but I pulled her back.
To be honest, her hairstyle is really a disgrace to the family.
Sea urchin hair, sky-high hair, explosive curls. Her appearance made me fully realize the diversity of monk hairstyles.
But it doesn’t matter, I have plenty of strength and means.
…
Ye Qiao was so angry.
"What on earth is wrong with my sea urchin head, Big Brother?"
"Maybe he just thinks your hairstyle is ugly." Ming Xuan felt sympathetic. "When I was a kid, he often came to spy on me at night. He thought he was dissatisfied with me, but he never said anything."
Later he realized that the senior brother was a complete idiot.
…
My journey of becoming a God was smooth sailing.
During the trial, your situation is determined by the judge, and once you enter, your only choices are to kill or be killed.
It just depends on what aspect of your character the judge wants to test.
I died dozens of times, but I remained calm from beginning to end.
The trial may last for hundreds of years.
"This boy's character is simply..." The judge's words turned around and around, "...absolutely amazing."
They all go to death calmly.
Even a clay figure still has some temper, right?
When Zhou Xingyun's memories were opened, some people were surprised, "Did he really cultivate the Supreme Forgetfulness? Then why is he so resentful at such a young age?"
Any questions?
I am a little confused.
Then they raised their hands and pushed me back into my past memories.
Looking at that vague memory from childhood.
Ye Qiao hurriedly held the Golden Lotus of Merit in his hand and muttered something.
I was young and ignorant, standing outside Zhou’s house, looking at this strange man.
She rolled up her sleeves, turned to me, smiled, and beat me up.
As I was watching, the man waved his hand and threatened that if I had the ability, I would go to Chang Mingzong to find her.
Even though I was not taken seriously, I had never been beaten to the ground. At that time, I was full of resentment and turned to the elder and said, "I don't want to cultivate the Supreme Forgetfulness anymore."
"Then what do you want to repair?" the elders of the clan wondered.
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