When "Bai Ye" was always beaten and humiliated, she kept saying "I don't know what "Bai's Heart Sutra" is? I don't know where "Bai's Heart Sutra" is?"
But Qing Xuantian didn't believe it and tortured her until she died...
"I believe it." Bai Ye knew that the girl must have been asked this question often, so she subconsciously thought that even if she helped, she actually had other purposes.
The girl was obviously stunned when she heard this. She looked at Bai Ye stupidly, as if she didn't expect anyone to believe her. Even though everything she said was true, it was the first time someone believed her.
For a moment, the girl's tears flowed out like a broken string. Bai Ye saw this and could only reach out and pat the girl's back to comfort her, and then carefully heal her wounds.
Bai Ye’s medical skills have always been very good. In just a few moments, the girl’s pig-like swollen face had returned to normal, and she looked like a very pretty little girl.
"Okay, touch it and try." Bai Ye said with a light smile. Her smile was so gentle, like a pear blossom in spring, slowly blooming.
"Sister, you are so beautiful." The girl couldn't help but stare at Bai Ye's warm and happy smile, and the vigilance and alertness in her eyes completely disappeared.
"…" Bai Ye smiled and said nothing. He touched the girl's head and asked curiously, "What's your name? Why don't you practice?"
She had just treated the little girl and checked her body, and found that the little girl was not a useless person who could not practice.
On the contrary, the little girl's physique is pretty good. If she had practiced since childhood, she should have been able to become a core disciple.
"My name is Xiaonu, and I don't like practicing." The little girl responded seriously, which made Bai Ye stunned, but she didn't say anything else. After all, everyone has different aspirations.
"Thank you sister for saving me." The little girl expressed her gratitude sincerely again.
But after she finished speaking, she bit her lip and looked hesitantly at the people who had been kowtowing until their foreheads were bloody and said, "But they didn't treat me too badly. Can you let them go, sister?"
Upon hearing this, the scum who kept kowtowing and apologizing cried desperately, "Thank you, little slave girl, for being magnanimous. Please, Senior Sister, please let us go..."
Bai Ye's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and his expression was obviously a little unhappy, "They beat you up like this, and I help you teach them a lesson, do you think it's not good?"
"No, no, sister, don't be angry." Although the little girl had no cultivation, her perception was obviously very sharp. She immediately saw that Bai Ye was unhappy.
Bai Ye felt that he was bored, so he stood up and said, "Since you sympathize with them so much, I will let them go. It's my meddling in other people's business."
This little girl was beaten up like this, but she still pleaded for these scumbags. Bai Ye had never been used to this kind of high-sounding attitude, and she just thought it was pretentious.
Forget it, just think of her as meddling in other people's business. Thinking of this, Bai Ye glanced at those people and said, "Get lost! Don't let me see you again, or I'll beat you up every time I see you."
"Swish—" When the six people heard this, they scattered like birds and beasts, and ran away for their lives, as if they were afraid that Bai Ye would regret it.
Seeing this, Bai Ye was ready to leave, but she still said, "Little slave, right? I hope you can realize that you were not born to be bullied."