Wu Zheng was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe. His throat was hanging high and it was not easy to move. Are you kidding me, Xiaohua, are you kidding me? What the hell is a sudden swordfight? Wu Zheng
Zheng forced a smile on his face and bared his teeth at the little flower.
Xiaohua stared coldly into Wu Zheng's eyes. The cold light in her eyes made Wu Zheng's heart tremble. Then she said a word without warmth: "My fan leaf can cut your throat open in one go."
Throat."
When Wu Zheng heard this, his heart was completely cold, it was so cold! Wu Zheng said in his heart, I provoked you, and you threatened me with that fan. Wu Zheng pondered for a while, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and then he stood up
He raised his chest and said boldly: "Are you going to bleed again?"
However, what Wu Zheng was waiting for was Xiaohua's cold eyes. After a long time, Xiaohua finally asked: "Where did your mark come from?"
Wu Zheng also became serious this time, and said seriously: "I don't know, this is what happened when I woke up from a coma." After that, Wu Zheng slowly closed his eyes.
Hearing this, Xiaohua frowned, but in the end, he put down the fan in his hand, and then the atmosphere fell into silence for a while.
Wu Zheng closed his eyes, but there was no movement for a long time, so he opened his eyes and looked at Xiaohua. Seeing that the fan had been put back, Wu Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. "You won't bleed me?" Wu Zheng was honest and honest.
asked Xiaohua.
Xiaohua curled her lips and said angrily: "I'm just overheated, take it out to fan yourself." As Xiaohua said this, a gust of biting cold wind came right in front of her, causing Xiaohua to shiver.
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Wu Zheng actually had many questions in his mind at this moment, but he couldn't open his mouth. He simply turned his gaze to the courtyard and pretended that this incident had never happened.
"Engraving is a thankless task." Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from Wu Zheng's ears.
Wu Zheng tilted his head, glanced at Xiao Hua who didn't even look at him, and said to himself, you can explain whatever you want, no matter how you pretend.
Xiaohua deliberately avoided Wu Zheng's heated gaze, without even looking at Wu Zheng, and said calmly: "The so-called engraving is when a practitioner forcibly injects his own cultivation into other people's bodies." At this point, he pointed out
Pointing to the courtyard.
Wu Zheng looked over, and he could clearly see the strong man breathing heavily.
Xiaohua didn't care whether Wu Zheng followed or not, and continued: "Engraving is an extremely troublesome thing. After a cultivator engraves, it is equivalent to dividing his spiritual power into two, and his strength and realm will plummet."
Wu Zheng was shocked when he heard this. No wonder there are so few cultivators in the world. Now he understands the reason. After hearing this, Wu Zheng couldn't help but ask: "So this group of scholars entered the academy also for this seal."
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Xiaohua glanced at Wu Zheng indifferently, then nodded and said: "They can only get the opportunity to be imprinted if they join the academy, so I don't like this group of people who pretend to be scholars but in their hearts they want to gain power."
Wu Zheng nodded knowingly, but he seemed to have realized something, and asked doubtfully: "But what does this have to do with you threatening me with a fan?"
Xiaohua gave Wu Zheng a blank look and had no choice but to explain:
"I'm just curious about who imprinted it on you."
"Is it that simple?" Wu Zheng didn't believe it, but from the experience of being in contact with Xiaohua for so long, it was indeed possible that it was just a joke. However, Wu Zheng still wanted to continue asking, so he continued: "Then why don't you ask
Ask Luochen who carved the mark."
As soon as he said this, Wu Zheng turned his head and glanced at Luochen, who had been silent all this time. This guy is the most mysterious among the three of them, right? Why didn't Xiaohua ask him, but instead asked herself?
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"Because he can't beat me." Luochen was very straightforward this time, explaining the reason in just seven words.
Wu Zheng's little face suddenly fell down. It turned out that he was bullying himself for being weak and treating him as a soft persimmon.
Xiaohua smiled and ignored it without giving any verbal explanation. However, in his mind, an answer was slowly forming: because you are a half-demon. If it is true according to what Wu Zheng said, his mark was taken when he was unconscious.
If it was carved by someone, then the person who carved it must have some wild ambitions. As a cultivator, there is no way that he cannot fail to see that Wu Zheng is a half-demon. And in this case, he still carved it for him, which shows the viciousness in it.
But there is another possibility, that is, Wu Zheng was lying from beginning to end, but this possibility was directly deleted by Xiaohua. To put it bluntly, in his opinion, with Wu Zheng's IQ, if he wants to pretend like this
It was impossible to hide. After these days of getting along, he truly understood one thing: Wu Zheng is really stupid.
In the courtyard, the carving was still going on. Waves of screams kept rippling in the courtyard, which made Wu Zheng's ears a little big. After that, Wu Zheng always felt that his ears were numb in the dead of night.
Someone was howling, it was very desolate.
After a while, the screams suddenly stopped. Wu Zheng was still surprised and peeked inside. Good guy, it turned out that someone had blocked the mouth of the person who was carving it with a cloth.
When Xiao Hua saw it, she immediately lost all interest. She spread her hands and said, "It's no longer interesting. Let's go." After that, she patted her butt and jumped off the wall. Then the dust fell, and then Wu Zheng had to follow.
Jump down.
Xiaohua came here just to see how many of these sanctimonious scholars would give up halfway, but he was obviously a little disappointed. What he saw was the guy who looked ecstatic after the engraving was completed. Yes.
Therefore, he could only sneer. There was a scale in Xiaohua's heart, and the right and wrong were determined.
Suddenly, a rickety figure suddenly appeared in Wu Zheng's eyes. The man was squatting in the corner, as if he was secretly nibbling something. Speaking of which, Wu Zheng smelled something on the wall just now, which was very similar to
The long-lost smell of roasted chicken is very fragrant. Does this count as smelling it before seeing it?
Seeing Wu Zheng glance towards the corner, Xiaohua also looked over. Then, his footsteps stopped.
Xiaohua narrowed her eyes, then her anger surged, and she yelled: "Hurt liar, give me back my money." After that, she picked up Wu Zheng and rushed over.
Wu Zheng was still standing where he was when he suddenly felt a huge force pulling him over. At that moment, Wu Zheng collapsed and thought to himself, why do you want money to drag me with you? But Wu Zheng himself knew that he was unable to resist.
, I had no choice but to follow Mercedes-Benz with tears in my eyes.
That hunched body in the corner
Ying, obviously heard the movement here, and quickly raised his head to look over. As expected, it was indeed Wong Tai Sin. Every time he appeared, this guy seemed to have such a rustic look. Greasy lips, tattered lips
Taoist robes, and the whisk that has nowhere to rest. This person seems to be everywhere, always giving people a faint smile when they least expect it.
Xiaohua pulled Wu Zheng and ran to the old Taoist priest, shouting and killing him. Huang Taixian was startled at first when he saw this, and then he wanted to run away without looking back. This old man, despite his age, was very moving.
He was very flexible. When he saw something was not going well, he immediately twisted his enchanting figure and ran away.
Xiaohua was also furious. Huang Taixian was the first one who dared to defraud him of his money. According to Xiaohua's character of not taking any advantage, she had to catch up and argue with him today.
Wong Tai Sin ran in a panic and frizzy, not forgetting to gnaw off the unfinished chicken legs as he ran. After a while, bones smashed towards Wu Zheng's face. Wu Zheng originally wanted to
He dodged, but his arm was pulled by Xiaohua, and all the bones were smashed into his face. At this moment, Wu Zheng couldn't help but began to suspect that this was arranged by Xiaohua and Huang Taixian, just to prank himself.
Wong Tai Sin didn't run very fast, even Xiaohua and Wu Zheng got closer and closer. In the end, the guy stopped running and simply lay down on the ground, doing whatever he wanted.
Xiaohua shook Wu Zheng away, walked forward slowly, and Niubi said coaxingly: "Liar, please return my money to me."
Wong Tai Sin pretended not to hear, looked away, and whistled to himself.
Xiaohua glared fiercely, walked directly in front of Wong Tai Sin, knelt down and said word by word: "Repay the money."
At this time, Huang Taixian had to look at Xiaohua. However, he was still pretending to be stupid. "What money should I pay? Since when did I owe you money?"
When Xiaohua heard this, he became anxious and took out his fan to beat him violently. But the moment he took out the fan, he immediately gave up this idea. Don't be kidding, he couldn't beat the old man in front of him who looked ordinary, even like a country bumpkin.
.Okay, Xiaohua felt hot, so she unfolded the fan and fanned herself. This way, it should not look awkward.
Xiaohua prepared her words and then continued: "The answer you sold last time was one hundred taels of silver, so take it." Xiaohua hooked her hand at the old Taoist priest, and she could only outsmart Wong Tai Sin.
Wong Tai Sin pondered for a while, and then said: "I don't remember what answers I sold, so you don't want to spit on others." Wong Tai Sin put his hands in his sleeves, bared his big yellow teeth and beat him to death, refusing to admit it.
The little girl stomped her feet angrily and pinched her waist with both hands, but she couldn't do anything. Could it be that her one hundred taels of silver were just wasted?
At this time, Luochen slowly chased over and said coldly: "Call those who bought the answers."
After hearing this, Xiaohua's eyes suddenly lit up. It makes sense. It's impossible for the Huang Daxian in front of him to be so crazy that he killed everyone. Xiaohua snapped his fingers and did that. So he told Wu Zheng: "Go
Call someone here."
"Why me again?" Wu Zheng cried and looked at Xiaohua with great resentment.
"How about I beat you up first and then let you go?" Xiaohua smiled evilly at Wu Zheng.
Suddenly, Wu Zheng felt chills all over his body, and he quickly shook his head and said, "No."