"Ah...what are you doing! It hurts!"
After "disinfection", Di Shifang directly pinched Lu Jiuque's face, squinted his eyes, and said dangerously: "You also know the pain? Then why did you let him touch your head? Otherwise, he will kill your head next time Cut it off? I think digging out the eyes is no longer useful." Is that a good man? !
What!
Cut your head off? !
That’s okay! !
Lu Jiuque choked and slapped Di Shifang's hand down, while his legs trembled and he stepped back.
Damn it, this big devil gets sick at every turn, she can't resist it.
"It's... I didn't let him touch it... you... you're being unreasonable!"
After that, in order to show that he was very powerful, Lu Jiuque glared at Di Shifang fiercely, dragged the heavy broom and walked into the Scripture Deposit Pavilion without looking back.
Damn it!
She has so little status, everyone bullies her!
As soon as he entered it, he saw an old man with white hair sitting aside carrying a small stool.
While eating melon seeds, he threw them everywhere, not forgetting to glare at Lu Jiuque and said in a rough voice.
"You are the disciple who came here to clean today. Why are you here so late? Huh? Are you the new direct disciple? Huh, as a direct disciple, you are also punished to clean the Sutra Pavilion. You must not understand the rules! Hurry up and go , we are not allowed to eat until we finish cleaning today!”
As soon as the old man finished speaking, there was a mocking laugh.
"Hahaha, come and see, my direct disciple is here to sweep the floor."
"Tsk, tsk, you were in the limelight so much yesterday, don't you still have to be punished?"
"It doesn't matter if you are talented. If you have no talent, you have no talent. Just like a nouveau riche, you are all lowly at heart."
"Isn't it just, look at this hair, it's like walking out of a chicken coop, it's not embarrassing."
…
These people were wearing purple inner disciples' mysterious robes, with arrogant expressions and disdainful eyes. They were the same people who openly laughed at Lu Jiuque yesterday.
Seeing Lu Jiuque and the old man standing together, one of the girls with big eyebrows and big eyes curled her lips in disgust and said: "Look, even here, she only talks to handymen like Old Man Yun. Tsk tsk, it's really a turtle and a bastard." It belongs to one country."
Lu Jiuque raised his eyebrows, and suddenly thought very badly of the big devil who was still standing outside.
Tsk tsk, the big devil and her are also in the same group, right
The great devil is said to belong to the same kingdom as the turtle king, so what is he
Country bumpkin? !
"Pfft... Hahahahaha..." I'm sorry, she couldn't help it, so she laughed first as a sign of respect.
Lu Jiuque smiled like this, and everyone felt baffled. They even thought that she was sick, and that she was seriously ill.
Looking at Lu Jiuque's expression, he became even more contemptuous.
As soon as Di Shifang came in, he saw the girl with a chicken coop on her head, smiling mischievously.
The phoenix eyes curved into the shape of a crescent moon, cunning and agile.
Then when her eyes fell on her, she immediately trembled like a cat seeing a mouse.
Well, she was thinking about him.
And, nothing good happens.
If possible, he would really like to pry open her head to see what was inside.
Seeing the "bitch" devil walking towards him with a cold expression, Lu Jiuque quickly puffed up his chest and put on a fierce look.
Di Shifang looked at her strong-on-the-outside, but-on-the-shoulder expression, with her teeth and claws arrogant. He couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled. He naturally stretched out his hand to tidy up her messy hair...