"It's my fault that Master Li wasted his energy on spiritual stones, but Senior Brother Li was also obtained by Master Li who spent more effort on spiritual stones. Is it really nice to turn around and deal with Xihua Peak like this?"
Mo Jinyan was still smiling, but his eyes were a little cold: "Please ask Senior Brother Li to take back his pressure and bully a group of female Qi-refining cultivators in the mission hall as a foundation-building monk. Is it really good to see?"
Wang Qianjun, one of the deacons of the mission hall, had to come over. He was a foundation-building monk, and his abilities were naturally not inferior to Li Zhenming's. He gently clapped his hands on Li Zhenming's shoulders and relieved his pressure: "Why bother to be angry with your sister?
Where is the mission hall?"
Mo Jinyan turned back to Xia Xiaoguai and said, "Junior sister, are you okay? It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault for not being able to properly protect my junior sister. If I also...then..." He seemed to blame himself for not being able to say anything.
The words immediately aroused Shui Yun's good impression. "Senior Brother Mo, how can I blame you? This is entirely the willfulness of my little sister, and Zhenren Li..."
Mo Jinyan shook his head: "If it weren't for my lack of ability, I wouldn't be in the current situation. I feel ashamed to be a disciple of Xihua Peak for making my junior sister suffer such injustice!"
That affectionate look makes people want to give him high-level skills immediately so that he can upgrade quickly.
What this man likes most is to use this hypocritical and humble look to deceive Li Xiumei and keep her under his control. However, Xia Xiaoguai, who is familiar with the plot, will never believe him again. It is as if he has not heard anything at the moment.
Mo Jinyan secretly hated that this little junior sister was getting harder and harder to deceive.
After Li Zhenming's pressure was relieved, Shui Zao breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped forward and said to Li Zhenming with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, Senior Brother Li, for fighting the injustice for me. Today is all my fault. The Yao Zong is really a monk who is not afraid of power like Senior Brother Li."
There are too few.”
Xia Xiaoguai suddenly had the idea of playing matchmaker, and said with a smile: "There are not many female cultivators in the Medicine Sect who are as fearless of power as Junior Sister Xiang Shui, and who take the initiative to plot against senior cultivators. You two are truly a perfect match!"
The algae looked slightly happy and lowered their heads shyly.
Li Zhenming said angrily: "That's nonsense. If you bring me and such a low-level female cultivator together, there must be a limit to how you can insult people."
The Shui sisters were all stunned.
Xia Xiaoguai looked at Shui Zao and said, "Look, you try so hard to please people, but in the end, people think that your name is an insult. As a female cultivator, you can't look down on yourself when you see the qualities of a male cultivator.
If it’s good, just try to please her in every way, otherwise you’ll just bring humiliation to yourself.” Recently, she favored the female protagonist and the female partner more favorably than the male protagonist and male partner. Is this Lily’s rhythm?
Shui Zao became angry with embarrassment: "Humph, you have the nerve to tell me, who doesn't know that Brother Mo next to you is chasing the little greyhound of Nanfeng all day long, and you are not the one who puts the spiritual stone on your smiling face every day, at least I haven't posted it upside down yet.
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Everyone was quiet. Only a child of thirteen or fourteen years old who was not very scheming and bold could say this.
Li Zhenming suddenly felt very happy. He smiled and said to Xia Xiaoguai: "Don't say I won't help you. Don't worry. With your Xihua Peak's Senior Brother qualifications, even the Spirits of my peak will look down on him."
Yes, you can help him with peace of mind."
Thinking that this cousin's eyesight was so poor, that she was holding such a waste in her palms, with such an extremely mocking and mean look on her beautiful face, made Mo Jinyan tremble with anger.