"Huff!"
At the same time, Wanyan Qianhua sneezed in the inn, feeling a little scared. She thought it must be Jun Jueshang who was calling her name with gnashing teeth. Thinking of his frustrated and angry look that night, she couldn't help but pull her red clothes closer.
Well, she got an advantage, but she also had to be on guard against his appearance at all times. However, she was in contact with Fengjiu, and if Jun Jueshang went to the lower world, Fengjiu would inform her immediately.
She walked out of the room of the inn, sat down on the first floor, and ordered some side dishes to eat. As soon as she appeared on the first floor with her beautiful face, the guests on the first floor immediately stared at her like wolves.
"Girl, are you alone?" A monk came over with a wine glass in one hand and a wine jug in the other. He looked at Wanyan Qianhua with his tiny eyes, not hiding the amazement in his eyes.
Wanyan Qianhua glanced at the man with her beautiful eyes, and seeing that he was about to sit down at the table, she curled up a charming smile on her lips, kicked forward with her foot, and kicked the chair away with hidden strength. The man sat down and had no time to react, and fell to the ground.
"Ouch!"
When the man sat down, he found that the chair was kicked away. He couldn't control the force and fell down in a mess. The wine in the glass he was holding spilled all over him. The people around him laughed at this, which made him instantly angry.
“Hahahahahaha…”
On the first floor, everyone was laughing. Some were clapping their thighs and laughing with their heads raised, while others were laughing quietly, unable to hide the smiles on their faces. The chaotic laughter spread, making the floor seem particularly lively.
"What are you laughing at! Who dares to laugh again?"
The fallen monk stood up in anger and humiliation, and smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground. The crisp cracking sound was drowned out by the loud laughter. However, seeing the cruel aura emanating from the monk, those who were originally laughing gradually stopped smiling.
Wanyan Qianhua looked at the monk with amusement. He strode forward, put the wine jug in his hand heavily on the table, and stared at her fiercely.
"Do you know who I am?"
Wanyan Qianhua sneered: "Why? Aren't you a man? Are you a woman?"
She looked at him with contempt, then looked away with disdain, saying casually, "I haven't seen anyone as ugly as you in a long time. Get out of here if you know what's best for you. I can't eat with someone like you."
"You are looking for death!" Killing intent flashed in the monk's eyes.
"I think you are looking for death!"
Wanyan Shisan's low and sinister voice came from behind. The monk was about to turn around when he saw his collar being lifted up, and his feet were lifted off the ground. As the back of his collar was lifted up, the front collar just happened to strangle his neck. For a moment, his face flushed red and he even had difficulty breathing.
"Uncle Thirteen, I don't like this guy. Let's destroy his cultivation!" Wanyan Qianhua said. His words were spoken in a calm voice, but they shocked the hearts of those present.
For a cultivator, losing all his cultivation is like being cast into the mortal world, especially for someone like that man. Once all his cultivation is wasted, I believe he would not be able to live for a few days even if they did not kill him. After all, such a person has offended many people. Once he loses his cultivation to protect himself, those people he offended in the past can naturally kill him easily.