In Wuyang City, women are a bit more powerful than men. The woman presses the man down, and the woman slaps the man in the street. It relieves her anger just by looking at her, and she also relieves her anger by staying here.
She just likes to see the men here being humiliated and humiliated.
Although in the world of cultivation, high-level female cultivators can also do this, but after all, they are few and far between.
It was still comfortable to stay in Wuyang City. If it wasn't for the thin spiritual energy, she would have been willing to stay here.
Moths fluttered silently at the lanterns on the porch.
In Princess Wuyang's palace, people were afraid to gather together in a group. The male and female guards held bows and swords and did not dare to relax at all, because the arrival of the fake old man An Qingli suspected that there was a ghost in the princess's palace causing chaos.
In the eyes of these mortals, they only saw the old Taoist holding a red umbrella and standing on the ridge of the roof without moving or even opening his mouth. They had no idea what kind of monster he was driving away.
An Qingli continued to use his spiritual consciousness to transmit the message: "It is unwise to provoke mortals. Leave as soon as possible."
Meng Die sneered: "I don't need you to teach me, I understand it myself."
"I'm afraid you don't understand." An Qingli said again, "You thought you only punished one evil person, but that evil person's wife and daughter all died tragically because of the evil person's madness. Your cause and effect is very involved, so you will definitely understand
If it will weaken your luck in the future, I advise you to think deeply."
Meng Die's face stiffened, and then he snorted in dissatisfaction: "My luck is so great that you can't imagine that I won't care about this slight decrease."
Xiao Jintan sighed, Zhu Zi cannot be taught.
An Qingli was also quite speechless, and asked Xiao Jintan what the origin of Meng Die with smoky makeup was, and whether he was a person from another world like her.
Xiao Jintan said that the soul and the body are completely consistent. If he is really a person from another world, he may be like An Qingli. The soul and soul were unified before he was born, and there are no clues.
Thinking that the other party might be from another world, An Qingli patiently persuaded him: "Since you know that you have great luck, you should cherish it. Heaven can give you great luck, but it can also take it away at any time."
"You are so verbose!" Meng Die snorted, stretched out his hand to slap the Ruyi Red Flame Sword aimed at the center of his eyebrows, put his hands on his hips and said proudly, "I, Meng Ice Crystal Jade Bone Pattern Wushuang Die, will not listen to your preaching!
Teach me? You only weigh a few pounds, you simply don’t know your ability.”
An Qingli almost rolled his eyes. He thought, this little girl really has a soul from another world. She doesn't know how old she was before she came to this Bianlan world.
Five years old? Or six or seven years old?
He is still six or seven years old, and he has been in the world of cultivation for more than ten years, but he still has this arrogant temperament.
Meng Die was proud, knowing that the old Taoist magic weapon was powerful, but he did not dare to kill her, so he took out the Ghost Resentful Butterfly from the spirit beast bag, raised a slender finger, and let the Ghost Resentful Butterfly rest on her index finger.
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"Old Taoist priest, do you see that you have a powerful magic weapon, but I don't have any good things?" Meng Die proudly showed off to An Qingli, "This is my contracted beast, a ghost butterfly that grows in the ghost world, thousands of
There was only one such rare Ghostly Resentful Butterfly in 2011. It recognizes me as its master. Do you have such a powerful contracted beast? What happened to my great luck in punishing a few mortal scum? "
Xiao Jintan sighed again, feeling so tired. This little legitimate daughter of the Meng family has only grown in age, not in mind, and has been living in her own little world.
An Qingli breathed a sigh of relief. The little tree would not grow straight if it was not repaired. She wanted to beat someone.
"Can I be beaten?" An Qingli raised his eyes to the sky and said.
Many people in the Princess Mansion also looked up at the sky.
There seemed to be no response in the dark night sky.
An Qingli took that silence as acquiescence.
"Meng Bingjing Jade Bone Pattern Wushuangdie, right? Mengdie knows your background." An Qingli said solemnly, "Either I return to the world of cultivation, or I beat you back to the world of cultivation. Choose one."
Mengdie was angry: "How dare you? Since you know my identity, how dare you?"
"You don't dare to look at me!"
Holding the fly whisk in hand, An Qingli thought, and the Ruyi Red Flame Sword circled behind Meng Die and slapped her hard on the back.
Meng Die was immediately knocked out, fell from the beam, and landed on his face, causing the dark makeup on his face to be stained.
"How dare you hit me!" Mengdie lay on the ground like an old turtle and shouted angrily.
The Ruyi Red Flame Sword struck again, with a loud "pop" sound.
The guards of the princess palace rushed over and surrounded Meng Die, who was dressed in black as an assassin.
Several swords were pointed at Meng Die, but they did not dare to get too close.
Meng Die wanted to stand up, but the Ruyi Red Flame Sword was as heavy as a thousand pieces of stone and could not allow her to stand up at all.
"What kind of business are you meddling with!" Meng Die clenched his hands into fists and hammered the ground angrily, "You are such a smart guy, you can't stand it until you're full!"
"No, the old Taoist is just killing harm for the people!" The Ruyi Red Flame Sword hit Meng Die again. If he hit it, he might break one of Meng Die's arms.
With a "snap" sound, Meng Die's hand bones were indeed broken.
Mengdie cried in pain and said angrily: "Are you dead? Why don't you come and save me!"
Under the pitch-black night sky, a large transparent hand suddenly stretched out, grasped the suffering Mengdie, and led the man up to the sky.
Everyone in the Princess Mansion was so frightened that their eyes widened.
An Qingli made a move with his hand and recalled the Ruyi Red Flame Sword.
"Go kill that old Taoist!" Meng Die cried out bitterly from high in the sky. Looking at his broken arm, he burst into tears with pain and his face was covered with heavy makeup.
The Nascent Soul turned a deaf ear and took Mengdie back to the Beast Control City in a hurry.
This young lady from the City Lord's Mansion doesn't know enough, so she probably doesn't know yet. If it weren't for her family's protection, her soul would have returned to the underworld long ago, accompanying those ghostly resentful butterflies.
Although ghost butterflies are rare, forming a bond with this ghost butterfly may not be a good thing.
"Thank you Taoist Priest for saving your life!" Princess Wuyang led the crowd, knelt down on one knee and bowed to An Qingli.
An Qingli waved his fly whisk and said: "I just happened to be passing by by chance, so I took care of my own business. In the cycle of cause and effect, the princess should do less killing."
Princess Wuyang's expression changed, she wanted to defend herself, but she didn't dare to waste too many words.
An Qingli jumped down from the roof and took the Explosive Talisman in his hand. He used it as a talisman to ward off evil spirits. With the golden tan leaves held between his fingers, he removed the resentment from those faces one by one.
The princess was burdened with a lot of cause and effect, but Meng Die's ghosts and resentments were ignored by Die Die, who only harmed those handsome men.
Meng Die hates men.
An Qingli had an idea in his mind.
Also, given that kind of situation, it’s not surprising that I hate men.
Princess Wuyang wanted to keep An Qingli as a guest, so she specially ordered people to prepare a lot of yellow and white things for An Qingli.
An Qingli didn't take a look.
Princess Wuyang saw that the talismans were powerful and wanted to ask An Qingli for some, just in case the little witch with black face makeup would cause trouble again.
An Qingli didn't give it either. He wiped out all the resentment in the courtyard and then went elsewhere with his sword.
This was not the only place where Meng Die was causing mischief. There was also a lot of resentment in the Goulan Courtyard.