Ye Qianhe originally looked down and out, but now that Jiang Wuhen had tea poured on his face, with a few thick tea leaves on the tip of his forehead and nose, he looked even more miserable.
"Ah, you woke up so easily." Jiang Wuhen said with a bad smile on his lips, pretending to be regretful, with the kettle dangling in his hand.
"I'm awake, I'm really awake." Ye Qianhe was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold back and poured boiling water on her. He opened his eyes wide to prove that he was as awake as possible.
"Luckily you're awake. Even the boiling water won't work. I'm going to try burning a soldering iron," Jiang Wuhen said.
Ye Qianhe secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he jumped early, otherwise he would not have known how he died. There was herbal tea, boiling water, and a soldering iron. Was this a rescue or an execution?
"This little brother, thank you for your life-saving grace. I will remember this kindness in my heart and I will definitely repay you in the future." Ye Qianhe wiped his face, pretended not to see Ling Chuxi, and cast a spell on Jiang Wuhen in front of him.
Give him a salute, and then prepare to grease his feet and drive away.
"No need to thank me, I wasn't the one who saved you just now." Jiang Wuhen took a step back.
As a result, Ling Chuxi's face that always appeared in nightmares really appeared in front of Ye Qianhe.
Ye Qianhe almost cried: Oh, I still haven't escaped, why am I so miserable? I thought I could hide from her by coming to the sect's holy realm, but I didn't know that such a large sect's holy realm could actually
Can I still meet her?
"So it's you!" Ye Qianhe could only pretend to be surprised and asked as he couldn't hide anymore. He was wondering whether he should just close his eyes and fall to the ground and pretend to be dead, but looking at Jiang Wu
He still had the kettle in his hand, but gave up the idea, braced himself, and said shakily.
"Mr. Ye, we are really destined. I didn't expect to see you in the sect's holy realm." Ling Chuxi said "kindly".
"Yes, yes." Ye Qianhe looked like an eggplant beaten by frost. He lowered his head and said weakly, almost crying. What kind of fate is this? I can't even hide from you. What a fate.
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"Sect Master Ling, do you know each other?" Yan Rusong felt that the atmosphere between the two was a bit strange and asked curiously.
"Well, we can be considered fellow villagers." Ling Chuxi nodded. We are all from outside the sect's holy realm, so we can indeed be considered half fellow villagers.
"Oh, it turns out he's a fellow countryman. They say that when a fellow villager meets a fellow countryman, his eyes well up with tears. He's really right." Yan Rusong suddenly realized. Looking at Ye Qianhe, tears welled up in his eyes, and he was so excited when he spoke.
I shuddered, it turned out that I saw a fellow villager.
"I'm so frightened when you see this fellow bitch in tears, okay?" Ye Qianhe almost cursed, but knowing Yan Rusong's identity, he didn't dare to curse out his words.
"Sect Master Ling, I have written down the life-saving grace I just gave you, and I will repay you in the future. I have something urgent to do, so I will leave now." The more Ye Qianhe saw the smile on Ling Chuxi's face, the more uneasy he felt.
He wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. He thought before that he couldn't beat him, so he would hide from the head office, but he didn't expect that he didn't even hide away!
"Mr. Ye, there's no need to leave in a hurry. Shouldn't we settle our previous accounts?" Ling Chuxi suddenly turned cold. She was chased all over the mountains and plains by this old pervert, and she still couldn't get enough of her sullen breath.
Well, he deserved the bad luck that fell into his hands today. If he didn't take care of him, it would be a shame to the conscience of the world.