Hearing the quarrel inside, the man wearing the mask opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Qi Huan's place, his eyes showed a little funny meaning.
Qi Huan didn't have any scruples when he just spoke, and the loud voice was afraid that everyone would not hear it. Sure enough, after hearing her words, the expressions on everyone's faces became weird. They all knew that Qing Xiao was an inverse scale, but they didn't expect Qi Huan to be so courageous. This is a face-to-face slap.
Just by looking at Qing Xiao's livid face and shaking all over, you can see how angry he is. If he could move, the first thing might be to smash Qi Huan's body into thousands of pieces.
But Qi Huan didn't think so. When he could move, and all the old men of his own came over, she didn't believe that Qing Xiao dared to stab her with a finger in front of Kongkongzi. Her master is very protective of her shortcomings, and her apprentice can teach him a lesson. If someone moves, he will definitely stab him twice in return.
"What are you staring at me for? Didn't you say that the people of our Qingyun faction are neither big nor small, so I'll let you know what it means to be neither big nor small." Qi Huan sneered when he noticed Qing Xiao's evil gaze. Anyway, after this time, she will definitely not leave Qingyun Mountain casually, and it is estimated that her master will not let it.
Listening to Qi Huan insulting his own head, the Kunlun disciples sitting behind Qingxiao refused to let them go. Qingxiao prided himself on his high status, and it was difficult to speak out against Qi Huan. Those female disciples didn't think so, a few women You started to fight back against Qi Huan.
Qi Huan listened to their voices expressionlessly, from high-pitched and enthusiastic, until finally he could no longer find the words to describe Qi Huan insulting "sex". Seeing them stop, a bright smile appeared on Qi Huan's face, "Since you've finished speaking, it's my turn."
Qi Huan rolled up her sleeves, cleared her throat, and started her "speech" with an extremely calm voice. It wasn't until the light in the ruined temple began to gradually dim, and the golden sunset shone into the ruined temple through the ruined roof. Only then did everyone realize that Qi Huan was talking about sunset from noon this time.
For more than three hours, Qi Huan used a calm and steady tone to demonstrate all the essence of the national scolding she had cultivated over the past two decades. Anyone who listened to it can testify that she did not repeat a word, and it was useless at all. With a single swear word, Qingxiao and the two women, three men and five Kunlun disciples went back and forth and eliminated dozens of times. If it weren't for the physical strength of the cultivators, it is estimated that Qingxiao would be the first to suffer from a heart attack.
"Ah~~~ I'm so thirsty." Although it wasn't too much fun, Qi Huan felt that it didn't make any sense anymore. They were not opponents and wasting her feelings.
"Hey, are there still people alive outside? Give me some water~" Qi Huan stopped looking at Qing Xiao and the others, and walked out with her arms stretched out. Those people didn't restrict her freedom anyway. In the past, I used to type when I played games, and I didn’t waste my energy when I cursed.
If it wasn't for her intentional control of her tone, she probably wouldn't even be able to speak at this moment.
After Qi Huan went out, she found that there were several people standing in the small temple. The masked man who held her over was still sitting on the ground with his eyes closed. However, he didn't know when an old man appeared behind him. The old man also closed his eyes, but the bloody crystal skull in his hand was still turning, and he was full of suffocation, so he was not a good person at first glance.
Qi Huan glanced around and found that the non-mainstream man did not know where he went. The extra people looked bloody. Qi Huan didn't dare to run over and ask them for water, so she had to go to the masked man. move.
"Hey!" Qi Huan moved in small steps, and the demon cultivators standing in the small temple glared at Qi Huan fiercely, but they did not stop Qi Huan's movements.
The masked man opened his eyes and looked at Qi Huan.
"Even if I and they are both prisoners, you have to treat me a little differently. My cultivation base is so low, I'll die if I don't eat." Qi Huan said a lot, the masked man still looked at Qi Huan, his body remained the same. Stand still.
"..." Seeing that he didn't speak, Qi Huan puffed out his cheeks angrily and stared at the masked man. She also knew that persimmons should be soft, she dared to provoke Qing Xiao with her, but she didn't dare to trouble this man, who knew if he would tear up the vote if he was angry.
"Yo, why did you stop, maybe you're hungry?" While the two of them were staring at each other, a person walked up to Qi Huan.
"...Yeah? Food, for me?" Qi Huan glared at the non-mainstream man who suddenly appeared, and suddenly found that he was also carrying an oil bag in his hand. Judging from the smell, there was no doubt that there was roast chicken in it.
"I won't starve you to death until your master arrives." The masked man snorted, but Qi Huan took care of her at this time.
After the next oil bag, she found a relatively clean shabby futon on her own, sat down and nibbled at the roast chicken, completely ignoring her own image.
He ate the whole roasted chicken like a storm, looked at the chicken bones all over the place, and Qi Huan satisfactorily wiped off the grease on his face and hands with his clean sleeves. Only then did he have time to look up at the demon cultivators in the small temple.
However, she found that those people even showed her the back of their heads, and only the masked man was still staring at her.
"Are you very harsh at Qingyun Party?" He had never seen a woman eat that way in his life, how long had she not eaten.
"Fortunately, it's only three meals a day." Originally, Kong Kongzi said that it is best for immortal cultivators not to eat meat, but Qi Huan is a carnivorous animal. After Kongkongzi cut off her food source, Qi Huan finally set his target on the spirit beasts kept in the sect.
Late one night, Qi Huan carried a flying sword into the sect's spirit beast hall, and cut off a small part of a three-meter-long wing of a young red gold wind eagle, and then happily ran to the back mountain to bake. Wing tip to eat.
From that day on, the Spirit Beast Hall entered the first-level alert state, and she started a happy life with meat.
"Let's eat beef next time..." Qi Huan's instinct was to keep an eye on it, and after the first meal, she began to think that the second meal was her talent.
"I'll invite you to Tianmomen to eat when I have a chance." After speaking, the masked man disappeared from the spot with a swoosh. After half a second, Qi Huan felt that there was another person behind him.
"Your master is here." The masked man took Qi Huan's collar and walked out of the ruined temple with the old man who stayed behind him.
"Famous, "milk", "milk", bring my apprentice back." Before Qi Huan could go out, he heard the screams of his master rolling in like thunder.
"What's it called, what do I want?" The old man who had been standing behind the masked man suddenly opened his eyes and walked out first.
After Qi Huan was carried out of the ruined temple by his collar, he saw his master standing majestically in the air, full of momentum, but he looked a little embarrassed. Several large holes were broken in the original clean and simple Taoist robe, and there was still some stains on it. bloodstains.