"Putting aside her status as the youngest Heavenly Spirit Master in China, you are stronger than her in terms of force alone."
"Xixi has the right time, place, and people, and Kunlun has devoted all her efforts to cultivate her. The headmaster Ji Xuanqing personally taught her and regarded her as his biological daughter."
"There are Du Qirui and other Kunlun elders who take good care of her. Her growth environment is different, and the resources she can draw are too different. Otherwise, you should be as famous as Xixi. No matter how bad you are, you can still be named the second genius in China.
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The tattooed woman smiled and said nothing, stood up, tested the temperature of the water in the tub, wiped her right hand and said, "I've known you for five years, and this is the first time you've complimented me."
Ye Qianshan shook his head and said, "No, it's the second time."
The tattooed woman frowned slightly, as if remembering.
Ye Qianshan opened his eyes gently and said, "This is the first time I saw you, and I complimented you on how beautiful you are."
The tattooed woman blushed for the first time, her cheeks stained with clouds.
She stood behind Ye Qianshan, gently rubbed his shoulders and said, "Just don't hate me."
"No, I only hate those two beasts in my life." Ye Qianshan raised his head and said with nostalgia in his eyes: "If I really want to worry about you, you and Xixi are the two people I can't worry about."
"I'm sorry, I have failed you in this life."
"Next life, hehe, I don't seem to have a next life either."
Ye Qianshan laughed at himself and said: "There is no way to reincarnate, so there is no chance of reincarnation."
The woman was speechless and cried silently.
Ye Qianshan reached out to hold her left hand and deliberately changed the topic: "Your master is not an ordinary tattoo artist."
"Well, the master knows a lot. He knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom, and he is no worse than the elders of the six branches of China." The tattooed woman's eyes turned red and said: "He taught me a lot of things, but it's a pity that I was too playful at that time.
Too heavy and not studying seriously."
Ye Qianshan laughed dumbly and said: "Hey, let me tell you, if you follow your master and study hard, there will be nothing to do with Xixi. You will definitely be the number one genius in China, and no one can take it away."
The tattooed woman burst into laughter, pinched Ye Qianshan's neck, and said angrily: "How could there be such a thing as you? There is no regret medicine in the world. I prefer clean and neat fighting with force to the obscure celestial phenomena and luck."
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"If you can kill the opponent with one punch, there is no need to reason. It's so easy."
Ye Qianshan advised: "In the future, you must learn to exercise restraint and don't attack others easily."
"Especially for the disciples of the Six Meridians, try not to provoke them if you can."
"The huge thing standing behind them is really something you can't compete with."
"When I am alive, I will naturally restrain you. After I die, your temper will have to change."
The tattooed woman lowered her head lonely and said: "I know."
Ye Qianshan said worriedly: "Remember, never give the second person a tattoo of the Hundred Ghost Night Movement."
"Hundred Ghosts..."
His eyes were far-reaching and his face was ferocious.
Vaguely, countless evil ghost faces appeared on Ye Qianshan's face, constantly changing.
Thick black mist enveloped him, and the originally clear hot water in the bathtub turned red at some point.
Red like blood, strange and extraordinary.
"Well..."
A harsh friction sound came from Ye Qianshan's throat. With his legs disabled, he suddenly stood up, causing waves of water to splash around.
On his naked chest and back, the evil ghost patterns branded in black ink are lifelike, roaring and whimpering, as if crying.
The face of the tattooed woman does not change, she is used to it.
Ye Qianshan stepped out of the bathtub, suspended in mid-air, making smoke every step of the way, like a Buddha or an immortal.