"Damn! What the hell is this?" Shen Lang, who was walking forward, suddenly found someone jumping at his feet. He couldn't help being frightened, so he didn't even think about it, and didn't see clearly who the person was.
Whoever raised his feet gasped.
There was a bang, and poor Taoist Cang Jie had no time to kneel down to please him, so he was hit by the kick and suffered a nosebleed. He looked so miserable.
However, even though his nose was bleeding after being kicked by the Holy Lady, Taoist Cang Jie did not dare to complain at all. Instead, he smiled and saluted with great respect: "My subordinate Cang Jie has met the Holy Lady."
"So it's you." Shen Lang's expression suddenly turned cold and stern, and the first thought in his mind was whether he should take the opportunity to kill Taoist Cang Jie.
But he thought about it seriously and found that he was still in front of Ye Qiongyuan, where the Demon Sect and the rebels gathered. It would seem a little bad if he killed Cang Jie Taoist and caused an unexpected incident.
When Taoist Cang Jie heard the Holy Lady's cold and stern voice, he was trembling with fear. He didn't understand why the Holy Lady was so angry, and he didn't dare to raise his head to see her expression. He only dared to kneel on the ground and lower his head.
He looked honestly at the small area in front of him and at the black boots under the black robe of the saint.
However, this casual glance made Taoist Cang Jie startle with cold sweat, because he suddenly discovered that the saint's shoes were stained with blood. The trace of blood had not solidified, and it was obviously the blood that had just been stained.
After being kicked, he still had nosebleeds. That is to say, the blood was actually his nosebleeds.
Taoist Cang Jie has always known that the Holy Lady has a mysophobia. For example, she must take a bath every day. For example, the black robe on her body is clean and pure, almost dust-free, and the shoes on her feet never show a trace of color.
However, at this moment, his nosebleed has soiled the saint's shoes. Is that okay? Maybe the reason why the saint's voice is so cold and harsh is because he soiled her shoes?
Thinking of this, the frightened Taoist Cang Jie immediately begged for mercy: "Sir, please calm down. My subordinates have always treated you like gods. When I saw the saint coming over earlier, I was so excited that I was too close to you.
I accidentally soiled your shoes."
While saying these humble words, Taoist Cang Jie covered his nose with his left hand, fearing that there would be more blood stains on the saint's shoes. Then he took out the white handkerchief he usually used to wipe his mouth with his right hand and carefully wiped Shen Lang's shoes.
shoes.
Seeing the enemy of life and death kneeling at his feet, fearing the humble appearance of cleaning his shoes, Shen Lang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then felt very sick. Of course he knew that he was playing the role of a saint at this moment, but this guy in his eyes also
That’s too disgusting!
He thought to himself: After all, he is also the deputy hall master of the Lingyun Sect's Zhengqi Hall, but he actually wants to clean the shoes of the Demonic Saint? To say that he is a dog under the Saint's feet is really not wronging him. Killing such a person is simply dirtying one's own hands.
.To treat such a guy as an enemy is simply an insult to oneself.
At this time, the cat clan guards on the side were all horrified. They couldn't help but swallow their saliva, thinking secretly: How can a person with a high status in the righteous sect be tamed to such an obedient and humble level?
, then how terrible are the methods of the Holy Lady?"
At this moment, Hu Xiaomei, looking at Taoist Cang Jie who was so humble that he had almost no human rights, couldn't help but breathe quickly. He couldn't help but glance at Shen Lang secretly, thinking: Fortunately, this person in front of him is not a real person.
Saint, if the real Saint is here, walking with such a terrifying woman, I'm afraid I won't be able to feel at ease all the way, right?"
"Go away." Shen Lang didn't feel much in his heart. He just felt that the guy in front of him was really disgusting, so he kicked him away in disgust and continued walking forward, not wanting to waste time on such a dog.
However, Taoist Cang Jie behaved even more despicably, wishing he could hug the saint's feet and not let go. But he understood that if he really did that, he would probably make the saint even more angry.
He didn't dare to stop him, and he didn't want to lose the opportunity like this, so he had to crawl in front of the Holy Lady like a dog, kowtow and beg for mercy: "Please forgive me, please give me another magic weapon."
Heart elixir."
"Devil Heart Pill?" Shen Lang frowned, vaguely understanding the reason why Taoist Cang Jie was so despicable.
Because he had heard similar words before, and had seen with his own eyes Qi Hao, a disciple of the Lingyun Sect, who was in agony when he was ill, biting himself into pieces, leaving him miserable and bruised all over his body.
Maybe Qi Hao also took similar pills at that time, so he improved greatly in just two months?
But what if your cultivation level is greatly improved? If you completely put your life in the hands of others and become someone else's dog, you might as well have a weaker cultivation level and live more freely, right?
Qi Hao should be the first chess piece that the Saint used to break into Lingyun Sect, and then the Saint used Qi Hao as a chess piece to control Taoist Cang Jie in the same way?
"Don't get me wrong, Holy Lady, it's not that my subordinates are greedy and want more pills." Taoist Cang Jie was afraid that he wouldn't get the pills, so he quickly explained: "It's actually because Shen Lang of Qingyun Sect is too hateful, and in the coniferous forest
I was accidentally forced into a desperate situation by him, so I had no choice but to take the holy medicine in advance and combine it with the forbidden technique to stimulate my potential to protect myself. This was a waste of one of your holy medicines."
"Oh? Are you forced to have no choice?" Shen Lang sneered.
"I am indeed forced to have no choice." Taoist Cang Jie vowed: "But please rest assured, Madam Saint, I, Cang Jie, will never embarrass you. If I meet him again next time, I will definitely crush him to ashes and avenge my previous shame."
."
"Huh." Shen Lang's smile became a little colder.
In the coniferous forest, a large group of men in black suddenly appeared. At that time, he was too busy to take care of himself and had no chance to kill Taoist Cang Jie. In fact, Taoist Cang Jie had every chance to leave him alone at that time. However, Taoist Cang Jie only wanted to
If you want to kill him, you will kill him even if you waste a magic heart pill.
At this moment, Taoist Cang Jie kept saying that he was going to crush him to ashes?
Originally, he felt that it was a bit pitiful that Taoist Cang Jie was controlled by the elixir and that his fate was completely in the palm of the saint's hand. But as Taoist Cang Jie said those words of "shattering bones and scattering ashes," there was only a hint of pity for him in his heart.
, also gone.
"Lord Saint, about the Devil's Heart Pill..." Taoist Cang Jie still didn't dare to raise his head and continued to beg him cautiously.
"Hahahaha! Are you sure you really want the elixir?" Shen Lang laughed in anger.
"Of course I want it." Taoist Cang Jie smiled with joy, expecting the Holy Lady to give him the elixir.
"Then kneel down and I will reward you now." Shen Lang was still smiling, but his smile became colder and more sinister.