Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

Mo Ye pulled out a white jade hairpin with his backhand.

His black hair was scattered and spread on his back.

It looked like silk and satin against the moon-white gown.

He waved his hand back and the white jade hairpin was also put into the storage ring.

The value was - 10000999 spirit stones.

"If there are more, it's a gift to you. Considering that the elder has worked hard to enforce the law for these years and doesn't even have a decent piece of clothing, go buy some."

Mo Ye's face was as cold as ice and extremely ugly.

The surrounding aura was also suppressed.

Mimantian felt a chill on his back.

Mo Ye didn't make a move, but he felt that he had died countless times.

"Should, or..." Mimantian wanted to return these spirit stones now.

"Get out."

Mo Ye snorted.

Mimantian didn't dare to stay any longer and turned around and ran away.

Mo Ye supported himself with one hand, his heart trembling with pain.

The door outside the house slammed.

Mo Ye stood up and walked outside.

Qing Jiujiu had already walked away. He could only see a blurry little head with two buns bouncing and a fluttering hairband from afar.

He held the door with one hand.

A rare expression appeared on his cold face.

"How can an outsider touch the mascot of my Lingyun Peak?"

He turned back to the house and looked at the empty room. In an instant, tears flowed down his face.

Woo, it's gone, all gone.

Qing Jiujiu put her hands behind her back, with her fat little belly, and walked slowly.

The little face was no longer happy as usual, and her expression was a little heavy.

She kicked a stone with her swinging little feet.

The stone flew out and hit a big tree.

The tree fell to the ground with a bang.

Qing Jiujiu looked around guiltily, then quickly hid behind a big tree and sighed.

I didn't expect the master to be so kind.

It seems that she had misunderstood the master before.

I can sleep in the master's bed!

Well, it was decided happily.

Qing Jiujiu's little face smiled again, and she rubbed her drooping hair.

She pulled the hair with both hands, and the drooping hair instantly stood up.

She ran towards the Whispering Building of the second senior brother.

Tonight, I will sleep in the bed of the second senior brother.

The 108 disciples of Lingyun Peak are actually 108 quotas, and 108 is full.

Therefore, each disciple has a courtyard that is large or small, luxurious or dilapidated.

Only Qing Jiujiu doesn't have one.

For the past hundred years, she has been sleeping in the houses of the senior brothers.

The senior brothers have become accustomed to it and have never thought of buying a house for Qing Jiujiu.

After all, she looks only five years old, and is still a scared child.

Just entered the courtyard of the second senior brother.

The sound of conversation came from afar.

"The elder bullied Jiujiu so much, this matter must not be let go."

The second senior brother punched the stone table, and the stone table shook three times!

"That's right, that's right, it's too much! Second senior brother, what do you think we should do? We all listen to you." The third senior brother's gossip revealed a hint of excitement.

"Revenge, it must be retaliated, but we must grasp the scale, and we can't let Zixia Peak turn around and blame our Lingyun Peak." The fourth senior brother touched his chin and analyzed.

The second senior brother nodded, "That's right, don't worry, I have thought of three things, which will definitely hit the elder's pain point!"

"Which three things? Tell me quickly." The third senior brother couldn't wait to ask.

"One, use a strong dye to dye all his clothes gay purple! Two, use whitening cream to paint his charcoal face white! Three, use the hair loss cream to remove his beard!"

The second brother narrowed his eyes and smiled proudly.

Humph, let's see if the eldest brother dares to compete with me to see who loves Jiujiu more in the future!

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

The third and fourth brothers took a breath and took a big step back.

"Is this... a bit of a big bet?" The third brother asked hesitantly.

The fourth brother nodded like pounding garlic.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" The second brother frowned and looked at them steadily.

As if if they said "scared", they would be traitors of Lingyun Peak.

The third and fourth brothers shook their heads like rattles.

"Let's draw lots and do whatever we get."

The second brother waved his hand.

Three slips of paper appeared on the stone table.

The third and fourth brothers gritted their teeth. Now it all depends on luck.

Although the first two things are serious, the third one is the most fatal.

Who doesn't know that the elder's beard is the elder's life? Take it off directly, or use a hair loss cream that will never grow again, this is too cruel.

The three people reached out to the slips of paper and shook them.

The three people took the slips of paper in their hands at the same time and unfolded them at the same time for the sake of fairness.

The first thing is the third brother.

The second thing is the fourth brother.The third thing is Brother Two!

Brother Three and Brother Four looked at Brother Two with sympathy.

Brother Two was completely petrified on the spot, like a big resentful person.

His lips trembled three times, that's all, as long as he could vent his anger for Jiujiu, it would be fine!

The three agreed to wait until late at night to do it.

Elder Mimantian was famous for his deep sleep, and he was unshakable.

Behind the wall, Qing Jiujiu turned around, with a smirk on her face, and her little tiger teeth flashed white.

If she did all three things.

Would she be expelled from the sect?

Hehehe...

It was late at night.

In the evening of March, it was the time of spring sleepiness, and it was especially easy to sleep.

"Hu~ Gululu~ Hu..."

In the ruins of Zixia's main peak, there stood a gorgeous bed.

Mimantian lay on it with his legs spread out, and with every rise and fall, the entire main peak shook.

The disciples of other secondary peaks all sealed their ear senses consciously, and they would be released at dawn.

The main reason they dared to sleep like this was that Zixia Peak had a strong defense network.

From the foundation-building stage to the Nascent Soul stage, anyone who broke in would be triggered.

Those with low cultivation would be strangled instantly.

Those with high cultivation would also be seriously injured and unable to move.

And... Qing Jiujiu was only practicing Qi, so she was not within the monitoring of the defense network.

The little milk ball put her hands behind her back, with a bulging belly and short legs, and ran all the way unimpeded.

She stood in front of the bed and looked at her master's originally fragrant bed.

Not only were there the mud marks and wine stains she had made before, but now there were also stinky feet, dead skin and saliva everywhere. She couldn't help but shrink her neck and shiver.

Tsk.

She suddenly understood the heartache when her master's treasure was ruined.

It seems that the elder has only had this one piece of clothing for the past hundred years.

So, the first thing is easy.

She took out three small bottles from her arms.

She took out one first, uncorked it, and poured it on the elder's clothes.

The originally black robe instantly turned into a gay purple that was evil, charming, and charming.

Humph, let you bully Master.

You clearly know that Master loves treasures, but you still took away all of Master's treasures.

She took out another small bottle, uncorked it, and poured it on the elder's face.

The face that was originally as black as charcoal instantly became white and tender, almost squeezing out water.

Qing Jiujiu couldn't help but exclaimed "Wow" when she saw it, and wanted to try it for herself.

It is indeed the treasured fairy water of the eldest senior brother!

It works really well!