"Yang Hua, what you said just now, please say it again!"

Although Yang Jingzhenjun had a childish baby face, he was a real Nascent Soul monk. In terms of actual combat power, he was even stronger than Yanghua Zhenjun in his heyday. The most important thing is that this guy looked like a firecracker and exploded at a glance.

Hearing Pei Ye’s joke, he pulled out the long knife he wore around his waist without saying a word.

The blade is unsheathed, with awesome momentum.

The other disciples of Wuweitang were so scared that they retreated.

Fang Moqing tried to say goodbye, but Pei Ye waved it away with one hand and gathered with the girl Gu Changxin who had found an excellent tourist spot in the morning.

Pei Ye raised his eyebrows as if he was smiling: "Junior Brother Yang Jing, I clearly praise you for being bright and handsome, why bother so angry?"

The system complains: [I think he doesn't like others saying that he is, but you are still smiling and stumble.]

Judging from the outfit of Yang Jingzhenjun, it can be guessed that he tried his best to make himself mature and majestic, and he grew a young baby face, which was cute and majestic. Pei Ye also frivolously said that he was a "pretty man who escaped marriage", which was simply a dancer at someone's thunder spot.

Pei Ye showed off his strength: [I am happy, do you care about me?]

In fact, she was quick-talking and didn't recognize Yang Jing's identity, otherwise she wouldn't have teased her as soon as she came up, but could this let the system know?

Of course not, so Pei Ye chose to be stubborn.

What made her even more worried was that Zhenjun Yang Jing was against Zhenjun Yang Hua...

Not very friendly.

Why does the gossip in "Courtes of Contemporary Celebrities" not mention this?

Is it reasonable to gossip magazines or gossip about interpersonal relationships?

It’s because she trusts that series of books so much.

Now I can only deal with it with it with a tough bullet.

Zhenjun Yang Jing looked at Pei Ye's face from side to side, his eyes changed several times, and his right hand holding the knife used force several times, let go and then force it.

The atmosphere in the hall of Wuweitang was like a tight string. The disciples with lower cultivation even felt that their breathing was gradually difficult, and hot sweat kept bursting out from their foreheads. Finally, Zhenjun Yang Jing pulled a sword flower and took the long sword back into the scabbard.

"Yang Hua, are you sick today?"

Pei Ye: “…”

It seems that the relationship is really bad.

She smiled slightly: "Junior Brother Yang Jing cares about Brother Wei very much. I have indeed fallen seriously ill recently. Thank you for your concern."

The baby face of Zhenjun Yang Jing was like a palette that was knocked over, with all colors. After a while, he said: "I haven't seen you for more than a year, but you're very quick-witted. It seems that you're not without gains when you go into seclusion. No wonder you can make Yang Qiong and the others dizzy."

Pei Ye: “…”

Is this baby jealous?

Come on, senior brother will "difficult" you too.

"Wuweitang is not a place to speak. Junior Brother Yang Jing might as well follow his senior brother to go to Xianlu Mingzhu to sit. What do we have to say openly?" The two Nascent Soul monks (one of them was the past tense) were not good to argue in the cafeteria like primary school students.

Pei Yecai doesn’t think he is an elementary school monk.

Zhenjun Yang Jing looked at Pei Ye for a moment, as if he refused to miss every subtle change in her expression. After a long time, he hummed unwillingly, as if he agreed to her proposal. Before leaving, Pei Ye did not forget to comfort the disciples of the Killing Fairy Peak, and let them just eat and drink well.

Yang Jingzhenjun glanced at him and whispered: "Assuming as if you were accustomed."

Wuweitang is located on the hillside of Kouxian Peak, with the pearls of Xianlu on the top of the mountain.

This distance is not a problem for the Nascent Soul monks, and it arrives in an instant.

Zhenjun Yang Jing walked over first, but after waiting for Xianlu Mingzhu for a long time before Pei Ye could wait for Pei Ye, he suddenly thought he had been fooled again.

Turn around and look for someone.

Then I saw someone climbing a stone staircase calmly.

"Yang Hua, what other conspiracy do you have?" He appeared at the steps in front of Pei Ye, with his left hand in his arms and his right hand on the carving of the beast head at the hilt of the knife handle on his waist. Pei Ye replied that he would draw his sword and be polite to her if he didn't like him.

The disciple was not around, and Pei Ye was too lazy to pretend. He put his hands on his hips to take a breath, pointed at Yang Jingzhenjun, and said with confidence: "Senior brother, I have lost my cultivation and no golden elixir, so I can only go up step by step. If you are anxious, can you take me with me?"

Yang Jingzhenjun's face was as bad as if he was covered in shit.

In the end, I endured the disgust and brought the person back to the Immortal Dew Pearl.

Pei Ye poured himself a glass of water as soon as he went back.

I raised my head and poured my throat down with big mouthfuls. The sweet spiritual water diluted the bitter taste of the canteen soup, and I complained continuously.

"The food in Wuweitang is really not something that people eat. It's hard for the disciples of Kouxian Peak. The meal is like the last execution ground. Junior Brother Yang Jing, what's the matter with you? Why do you think you're so angry? Should you ask Junior Brother Yutan to prescribe some medicine to destroy Fire Jingxin for you?"

Yang Jingzhenjun wrinkled his face in disgust.

That baby face was so tender. When he wrinkled, it seemed that it really wrinkled the buns...

Pei Ye almost couldn't help it.

Zhenjun Yang Jing asked in disgust: "...Yang Hua, have you really taken the wrong medicine?"

He has always had a bad relationship with Zhenjun Yang Hua, and even hated him. No matter what occasion, the two of them would not meet without meeting each other. If they really couldn't avoid it, they would regard each other as air. The so-called "the person who knows you best is your opponent", Zhenjun Yang Jing also knows what kind of virtue Yang Hua has behind his back. This person likes to be arrogant and cherishes words like gold. Often, he often says a few words and responds to one or two words in a pretentious way.

Like a dumb.

It is obviously so annoying that Ling Jizong and the outside world both take his tricks.

It's strange and strange!

Pei Ye put down the teacup, took out the folding fan from his waist leisurely, and opened it with a brush: "It doesn't matter if I took the wrong medicine, but you can't apologize for the medical skills of junior brother Yutan. Senior brother, he prescribed the medicine I take now. If something goes wrong, you shouldn't look for me, you should look for him."

Yang Jing Zhenjun: “…”

It’s a hippie smile, taking the wrong medicine is more annoying than not taking the medicine.

At this time, the night was dark, but there were special spirit stones that were illuminated everywhere in the Immortal Dew Pearl.

Zhenjun Yang Jing looked at the person in front of him who was shrouded in soft light, soaked in the elegant and jade-like aura everywhere, wearing a top-quality skin. He was not confused and said coldly, "Doesn't you give me an explanation?"

This is the reason why he hurried back on this trip.

When the Demon-Suppressing Tower was broken, he was doing things far away. After receiving the news, he rushed back and everything was settled.

Pei Ye didn't understand why.

"I'll give you an explanation for my brother? But my disciple Gu Changxin..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Jingzhenjun pulled out his knife and crossed it in front of Pei Ye's neck, interrupting with a sneer.

"It's really right to put the saying "Dog can't change it and eat [shit] on you. You can push your disciple as your own scapegoat. You have a good plan. Gu Changxin is just a Jindan stage boy, and a half-demon. It's good if he's not stewed with the monsters inside as a supplement. What can he do to break the demon-suppressing tower?"

Pei Ye's heart skipped a beat.

The system is still gloating in my ears.

[The five crews are logically self-consistent, how can the difficulty be small? Host, come on, don’t be beaten by Yang Jing.]

Pei Ye cursed: [...got to tm!]
Chapter completed!