An idea came to mind. Lu Jiuque looked at his boots. They were refined by the Demon King for her. Although they were destroyed, he reinforced them again and could not waste them.
So soon, Lu Jiuque looked at Li Fengting, locked the boots on his feet, and said with a raised lip, "Senior brother, can you take off your boots?"
Lie Fengting was originally very nervous, but when he heard these words, he was stunned.
"What?"
"Let me borrow my senior brother's boots."
After confirming that he heard correctly, Lie Fengting had no choice but to take off his boots and hand them to Lu Jiuque. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Hey, this may have a bit of a smell. Junior sister, don't mind."
Di Shifang, who had been standing at the back, turned green and wanted to pick up Lie Fengting and throw him out!
This damn guy actually dares to give his smelly boots to a little girl? !
Do you think you have a long life? !
Seeing this, the other disciples of the Fighting Soul Sect also jumped to their feet, pointed at Lie Feng Ting and cursed loudly.
"Damn it! Senior brother, how can your feet be so smelly!"
"That's right! You're doing knitting!"
"Damn! You want to poison our senior sister!"
…
Lie Fengting's face darkened, and he became a little angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you try changing your boots after wearing them for so many days! How good will you be! Are you right, little apple?"
It's a pity that even Nalan Nian didn't support him this time. She frowned and quietly took two steps back. Her disgust was self-evident.
Nalan Nian's dislike was like a bolt from the blue to Li Fengting. His brows were so tight that he could almost kill a fly. He gritted his teeth and said, "You little apple..." Let's see if he doesn't pinch your apple face and swell it up. Got it!
Nalan Nian felt aggrieved and muttered: "That's because your script smells bad, senior brother..."
"you!!"
"I tell the truth..."
"..." He was really angry!
…
Nalan Nian's words and Lie Fengting's furious look made everyone in the Soul Fighting Sect burst into laughter.
After their quarrel, the gloominess that arose in Lu Jiuque's heart immediately dissipated, and a soft glow reappeared in his eyes.
What are you worried about doing
Regardless of whether she is a good person or not, she has such a group of friends around her, including the big devil...
How nice…
Such Lu Jiuque could make her happy by asking Di Shifang to change his decision to crush Lie Fengting into pieces. He could make up for his past mistakes and be crippled.
Lu Jiuque's eyes filled with smile again, he covered his nose and took two steps back in disgust, and said in a loud voice: "Brother, just throw your boots at the group of threads, what are you doing to me?"
"Ah?! Oh..." Lie Fengting didn't know it yet, but he just wandered out from the gate of hell. He was still so angry that his stomach hurt, and his heart was still a little hurt. After all, he was disliked by others, especially by Little Apple. , not so easy to cure.
He raised his hand and threw it away, and the oversized boots passed through the silk threads and hit the ancient tomb with a "dong" sound.
"You actually wore it?!"
Han Chengyu exclaimed. In order to verify that he was right, he quickly took off one of his boots, jumped to Lie Fengting's side in two or three steps, and threw it out with a swing.
"Dong..."
Sure enough, it landed completely again!
"What the hell! What's going on!?" Han Chengyu grabbed Lie Fengting, causing him to roll his eyes and said, "You're asking me, who am I asking!"