Chapter 241: He Huan Sect: Socially Afraid Master vs. Sickly Disciple 16
A creepy electric shock sensation passed through Quan Jiu's tailbone. Her whole body tensed up and her closed eyes slowly opened.
Something is wrong.
Why is Ji Xiao so gentle today?
He didn't even pick her up and throw her around?
She tensed her claws in fear and stood up to try to slip away, but as soon as she stood up, the man gently embraced her in his arms.
Ji Xiao held her hind legs with one hand so that she could press against his chest.
Quan Jiu stayed in his arms for two seconds and then started to make a fuss about leaving. Ji Xiao pressed his big hand on her head and used some skill to push her back into his arms.
Ancient people's clothes had several layers. Ji Xiao pulled open the collar of his outer robe and stuffed her between it and his inner robe, not forgetting to pat her head.
Quan Jiu: “…”
What's wrong with this son?
Ji Xiao: "There's a sect conference going on these days, and all the world's best and brightest are gathering here. You're full of spiritual energy, and you look so delicious. If you wander around casually, you'll probably be caught and stewed into soup."
Quan Jiu hummed in dissatisfaction:
"Gurgle gurgle."
You're kidding me.
She was wearing a soul-locking circle, and anyone would know that she had an owner. How could they just capture her and make soup with her?
However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he made the familiar pig squeal.
Ji Xiao listened to her screams, raised his hand to his lips, and concealed the upturned corners of his mouth.
He couldn't understand how anyone could turn themselves into a pig.
The short arms and legs and naive appearance of this girl are in stark contrast to the usually cold and beautiful master, which makes people inexplicably feel a sense of pleasure as if they have glimpsed the truth.
Quan dimples were in Ji Xiao's arms, and his nose was filled with the cool scent of cedar.
At first, she looked around vigilantly, hoping to find an opportunity to escape.
But Ji Xiao held her in his arms and paraded her around the sect in a swaggering manner, so she had no chance to escape.
In just one afternoon, half of the people in the sect knew that Ji Xiao had a spirit pet.
Still a pig.
A group of disciples came towards her, staring at her with great interest, wanting to see what the difference was between a spirit pet pig and an ordinary pig.
Quan Jiu's face was filled with grief and anger, and he suddenly buried his head in Ji Xiao's arms.
Fifty-six people.
In just one afternoon, she met 56 people, which was more than the original owner had met in the past three years combined!
"Brother Ji Xiao, is this the spirit pet you raised?"
The Xiangshan School disciples stopped and stared at the back of Quan Jiu's chubby and round head.
Quan Jiu was bah-bah-bah in his heart.
She is not Ji Xiao’s pet.
Ji Xiao cleverly avoided this question:
"Where are you going?"
The visitor was successfully misled, thinking that Ji Xiao tacitly agreed that this was his spirit pet:
"We have nothing to do in the room, so we plan to go to the arena and have some sparring..."
Ji Xiao nodded: "That's enough, be careful."
"Don't worry, this isn't a competition. We won't actually fight. Brother Ji Xiao, what skills does your pet have?"
The Xiangshan School disciples stared at Quan Jiu with curiosity.
Generally speaking, spirit pets have skills. Some can spit fire, some can speed up, and some have explosive combat power. I just don't know what skills this pig can have...
"Skill……"
Ji Xiao lowered his eyes and stared at Quan Jiu, who had his head drooping and a look of despair on his face, with a hint of thought in his eyes.
"Does being particularly good at eating count?"
She spent the whole day in his arms and ate no less than ten kinds of pastries.
The disciples of Xiangshan School looked at each other in bewilderment. What kind of skill is it to be able to eat a lot?
When fighting against the enemy, do you eat them up and make them bankrupt?
"No wonder you're so fat, it's all because of what you eat."
Quan Jiu: “…”
She endured it.
"Can I touch it? It looks like it's still asleep..."
Another disciple spoke with a smile and stretched out his arm to touch her.
"This is the first time I've seen a pig being a spirit pet..."
Ji Xiao caught a glimpse of his movements, his eyes became stern, and his pupils showed signs of turning black again.
He quietly moved his palm and aimed it at the chest of the Xiangshan Sect disciple...
Just as he was about to touch Quan Jiu, Quan Jiu suddenly had an idea and used his hands and feet to struggle into Ji Xiao's arms. The little pig's hoof struggled violently!
This unlucky son!
If he dares to let anyone touch her today, he will be dead!
She doesn't want anyone touching her!
In a split second, she slipped through Ji Xiao's chest and into his lower abdomen, using the man's outer robe to cover herself tightly, without even a single hair showing.
The black mist flowing in Ji Xiao's eyes paused for a moment, and after three seconds, it slowly dissipated, revealing clear eyes with distinct black and white.
"Is it shy?"
The Xiangshan School disciple had no idea that he had been to the gates of hell, and excitedly pointed at the bulge in Ji Xiao's arms.
Ji Xiao was afraid that she would fall, so he held her up with one hand:
"Well, he's shy and doesn't like strangers."
After a day's work, he finally understood that this so-called master was extremely afraid of crowds.
Every time a passing disciple stopped to greet him, "he" would pretend to be dead in his arms with his limbs stiff.
If he meets a particularly enthusiastic busybody, "he" will even lower his head and snuggle into his arms.
The contrast between his desperate avoidance of others and his extreme dependence on him is particularly striking, as if he is an exception in his world.
No one wants to be an exception.
Ji Xiao thought.
He may not be immune to this.
"Since it's shy, I won't tease it."
The disciple wisely withdrew his hand, and a trace of regret flashed across his face as he failed to touch Quanjiu.
"We'll go to the competition first. Brother Ji Xiao is busy now."
Ji Xiao: "Yeah."
………
It was not until late at night that Ji Xiao deliberately found an excuse and let Quan Jiu go.
Quan Jiu immediately returned to the room, changed back into human form, and ran wildly around the room.
"I'm going to beat up that bastard Ji Xiao tomorrow. A total of 57 people, 57 people!!!"
grass!
Among them, there are a bunch of perverts who want to hug her and touch her!
She didn't let go of the pigtail she was holding tightly all day!
001 waved his robe, and the door opened automatically without any wind:
"Tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are. If you wait for tomorrow, all your life will be wasted. I suggest you go now."
Quan Jiu paused in his violent running, his legs stretched out in a state of confusion, neither able to move forward nor to stop.
001, who was enjoying the fun, said, "Why aren't you going?"
Quan Jiu: “…”
She silently poured herself a cup of tea, tilted her head back and drank it. As the warm tea went down her throat, her mind became much clearer.
She said confidently:
"My legs were amputated and I can't walk."
There has to be a reason to beat someone up.
Ji Xiao didn't know her identity, and she suddenly came to his house in the middle of the night and beat him up, which made her the one who was in the wrong.
She silently prepared herself mentally, took off her outer robe and prepared to rest.
Just as I extinguished the candle in the room, there was a knock on the door.
"Master."
Ji Xiao's cold and low voice came from outside the door.
Quan Jiu: “…”
I'm not causing you any trouble, but you're bringing it to me?
"What is it?"
She raised her voice while sitting on the bed.
Ji Xiao stared at the darkened room, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable:
"My inner strength has been depleted recently, and I can't sleep anyway, so I wanted to come and practice with you."
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