Blame, vandalism, public executions.

In the Jingxu Peak, the disciples all abide by the rules, but there has never been such a dirty thing as a hidden arrow hurting someone?

Wen Yujing's temper is recognized as gentle, the mountain people have not even seen his harsh words, and have not seen his anger, who would have thought that his anger is a monstrous thunder, sword wind, in front of all the disciples, Yan Jinhua like a dead dog all the way from the Hui Shou Peak, until the main peak, thrown to the ground, and then with the red cloud into the house, so on and so forth, detailing some, simply did not give the Yan Jinhua did not give him a chance to open his mouth.

Yan Jinhua was furious and regretful, but Wen Yujing had sealed his acupoints, so he couldn't say anything, he could only let his system take pictures of his injuries, but his heart was still in an uneasy state.

...... Why doesn't this last name Man tell the persona?

In his presumption, where the righteous people are bound to face, Wen Yujing wearing this layer of literati and elegant skin, will be tied hands and feet, found himself being backstabbed, at best, is secretly angry, will not.

Because of the daily boxing and kicking sparring, and a junior to carry the bad reputation of calculating, it is unwise, but also not good.

In the end, the soft persimmon he wanted to pinch turned out to be a sulfuric acid bun wrapped in a soft sticky rice cracker skin, and he was bared in the face, so how could he not be angry?

When Chiyunzi heard Wen Yujing talk about the cause and effect of the incident, he did not believe it at first.

He held a scroll in his hand and laughed, "If Yan Jinhua has such a winning heart, I would be impressed."

After so many years, Chiyunzi knows too well that Yan Jinhua has no shame in the matter of winning and losing, and if he has that, he is afraid that he would have already hanged himself by the neck because of his shame and indignation.

Wen Yujing did not say anything, only staring at Red Cloudy Son quietly.

In the silence, Akiyunzi realized that things were a bit tricky, chewing over Wen Yujing's words, his face changed a bit, "Take me to see him."

When he left the door and saw Yan Jinhua's sorry state, his face sank completely.

Yan Jinhua collapsed on the ground, his body was feverish, his mouth was bitter, and he cried out in secret that it was not good.

He kind of figured out Wen Yujing's routine.

If it was just a slap injury, then he still had room for a defense; he was beaten like this, anyone would know that he must have done something treasonous that angered Junior Master Wen, and he didn't even need to check for more evidence.

As soon as things got out of hand, his little bit of cleverness went completely under the hood and it all leaked out.

For today's solution, he had to roll his eyes and pretend to faint to save his life, and he had to comfort himself while being unwilling:

He had miscalculated this round and had lost to a system.

But he still has a hidden card, and the more "Wen Yujing" hurts him, the stronger it will be when it is played.

Red Cloud knows that his second disciple is not good, but also know that he is lazy, but has been his disciple, what can he do, a force to protect that is, however, he did this villain steps, has touched the bottom line of the Red Cloud.

With an iron face, he turned around and revived his sleeves, unwilling to even look at the seated man again, "Drag the man to the Hall of Discipline, and when he wakes up, report to me again!"

Fourth Brother Su Yun and Fifth Brother did not know what had happened, but seeing that the Master was really angry, they did not dare to be negligent, and busily came out from among the whispering disciples, and dragged Yan Jinhua down again.

Before Yan Jinhua, who was brutally and publicly executed, left, he faintly heard Red Cloud Zi say to Wen Yujing, "Senior brother, if your anger has subsided, then leave the rest to my brother. It was my brother who was not strict in his teaching and in turn disturbed senior brother's cultivation, so he should be held accountable."

Wen Yujing also did not answer, seems to be acquiesced.

Originally still hold a hint of luck Yan Jinhua eyes black.

What's wrong with this Red Cloud?

In general immortal cultivation novels, isn't the person in power in the mountain small-minded and very jealous and cynical of those outstanding fellow disciples?

He was his disciple no matter what, did he not want to lose face when he embarrassed himself in public?

The skeptical Yan Jinhua was forcibly dragged away, and Wen Yujing also took out Chi Xiaochi's bad breath for being scared on the mountain road, saying goodbye to Chiyunzi and returning to Hui Shou Peak.

By the time he got back, the snow fungus soup was already cooked, no more, no less, exactly two bowls.

In keeping with Duan Shujue's persona, Chi Xiaochi did not ask much about Yan Jinhua.

In theory, Yan Jinhua is kind to Duan Shujue, whether he gloats or kneels down to plead for mercy without distinguishing between right and wrong, it will be detrimental to Duan Shujue's character, so it would be better to not say a word and pretend that nothing has happened.

Wen Yujing didn't say much either, purifying his hands and sitting down at a small table by the lake, kneeling opposite Chi Xiaochi, drinking snow-ear soup in peace and quiet under the moonlight.

Dressed in Duan Shujue's vest, Chi Xiaochi is much more dignified, his every move is in line with etiquette and thoroughness.

Only 061 knows that Chi Xiaochi, before he met anyone, read through the difficult-to-pronounce rituals of the world in the Fishing Pool and practiced them properly before he went out to meet people, so as to maintain the image of Duan Shujue to the best in front of the eyes of outsiders.

Chi Xiaochi's character is free-spirited, but he always does a great job in the details, which makes people warm, and inevitably hurt.

Wen Yujing put the spoon and bowl down together, "Relax. There is no need to be restrained at all times in front of Master."

Chi Xiaochi looked up and swallowed the food in her mouth, "Thank you Master."

That said, the words were still politely detached.

Wen Yujing did not say more, shook his body into a light mist, and when the smoke cleared, it was a small cat on the table, striding gracefully paced to Chi Xiaochi's side, a single paw pressed on Chi Xiaochi's hand on the table, lightly touched it, and only then jumped to the human body, chose a few resting places, and finally comfortable to make a small scarf.

...... is the same as the favorite thing to do with your boss when you're a toddler.

Chi Xiaochi was slightly stunned, then smiled.

Feline habits seem to be pretty much the same.

Even when no one was present, he sat upright and finished the snow fungus soup by the spoonful.

Wen Yujing opens one gray-blue eye and looks at the slightly upturned tail of his eye, his heart settling as he rubs tenderly against the back of his neck.

Chi Xiaochi's heart was also slightly moved when he sensed such a gentle rubbing.

He knew that with Wen Yujing's taciturn and gentle temperament, he was probably worried about him, fearing that he would be bothered by Yan Jinhua's matter, so he stayed close to himself like this, just trying to stop himself from imagining things.

Such tenderness really made him think of that person.

If this was the Lord God's lie, he thought, it was masterful.

After coaxing Chi Xiaochi to sleep with his cat body, 061 made an unprecedented trip back to the main god space.

Ever since he and Chi Xiaochi had formed a master-servant bond, he had not gone back for a long time, and when he did, it was in a hurry, fearing that something might happen to Chi Xiaochi while he was away.

...... After all, Chi Xiaochi has had most of the menacing situations along the way.

Today, he had purposely set aside three whole hours, intending to go to 089 to say something.

However, as soon as he accepted the teleportation and stood in the center of the hall of the main god space, he was stunned by the situation before him.

--The usual orderly main god space is crowded, wearing white clothes and black pants overalls of the system hurried to and fro, white smoke is not dispersed, black traces all over, as if it has just suffered an air raid.

061: What about "......"?

There was a flurry of people around him, all of whom looked to have something to do, and after a moment's thought, he pushed his doubts aside for the moment and turned his steps toward 089's apartment, knocking on his door.

The door pulled open a crack, revealing 089's face in the crack.

He is naturally pretty, a little tearful mole at the end of the eye, obviously a good face, but he always used a loose and lazy tone, almost to the "unreliable" three words in print on the door of the head.

He had two buttons left undone on his upper collar and his short hair was disheveled, and he was little self-conscious about it, and when he saw 061, he burst into tears and said, "You've finally come back, your old father missed you."

Ignoring his nonsense, 061 glanced at his whitened lips, reached out and pushed the door open, and without further ado, lifted 089's loose right shoulder garment with one finger.

The clothes had been replaced with new ones, but there was blood residue inside the collarbone.

061 asked, "What's going on?"

089 Just as he was about to speak, footsteps came from behind him in the washroom.

089 Wanting to withdraw, he happened to meet 023, who came out of the washroom with a plate of hot towels, so he had a cheeky, cheeky smile.

023 grimaced, trying desperately to appear unconcerned by his bare feet on the ground, but a small white short hair sold him completely, curling in exasperation.

He ordered, "Get on the bed and rest."

"Hey."

089 answered sharply and loudly, and quickly ran back to the bed, consciously and actively pulling the covers, but did not forget to make a face at 061 behind 023.

Without looking back, 023 said, "089, if you make another face, I'll cut your tongue out."

089 immediately pulls back the covers and acts like a good boy while mouthing to 061: angry.

061 Come in and close the door behind you.

061 asked, "What's the mess?"

089 A: "Just yesterday, something happened."

023 put the tray down on the bedside, took the tweezers and fetched a hot towel, and wiped away the bit of blood on his shoulder with the steaming towel: "A little thing? You call breaking a bone in your shoulder 'a small matter'? If I hadn't gone early in the morning, you'd still be face down on the floor with your ass on the ground."

Hearing that 089 had suffered such a serious injury, 061 became more and more serious: "What exactly happened?"

023 looked unsettled, "Another intruder is coming."

061: "What intruder? What does 'again' mean?"

It was only then that 023 remembered that 061 hadn't returned to the main god space for a long time.

"A few days ago, there was an invasion of an abnormal energy body in the main god's space for an unknown purpose." 023 said, "Yesterday it came again, silently, and this time it was even more excessive, yesterday 089 was on duty, they injured him, tied up 089, burned down the archive room, and smashed the door of the 'Whiskers'."

061: "......" Isn't that the boss's office?

"The inspector sent by the watchdog agency happens to be here today. It looks like our system's credit and security rating is going to be downgraded, and I'm afraid we'll have to rectify it." 023 continued, "Brainflower got so mad that no one dares to pass by his office door now."

061 snapped out of his shock and asked, "Did you catch the intruder?"

"Would Brainflower be so angry if he caught it?" 023 shrugged and winked in the direction of Whiskers, "Initially, the presence of three xenomorphs has been detected, the one that smashed the door was a mech, but it was also a high level tech, unmanned, and left behind by the xenomorphs after they left."

061 Hear.

There were three intruders, who came and went, hurt people, trashed the archives, and trashed "In a Flash".

But ......

061 Somewhat unable to resist the association.

Come to vandalism, why mechs?