PDLP Chapter 278 Lord City Lord, this chapter is a bit like you are under the influence of aphrodisiac an
Chapter 278 Lord City Lord, this chapter is a bit like you are under the influence of aphrodisiac an
"Brother, you are too hypocritical."
Seeing Lu Jinnian standing on the side of the traitor unconditionally, and hearing his senior brother's words that were dozens of degrees below zero, Yang Cheng dared not say anything.
Therefore, with his senior brother present, he no longer dared to educate Su Ning too harshly, and could only vent his anger on the innocent Xing Yun.
He pointed at Xing Yun and said, "Whose disciple are you? You are fooling around with them. This is outrageous. Believe it or not, I will expel you from the sect!"
Everyone present turned their eyes to Xing Yun.
The others looked at him curiously, but Lu Jinnian stared at Xing Yun's figure, frowning subconsciously, but said nothing.
But Yang Cheng thought Xing Yun was a junior disciple of the sect.
He showed off his power as the clan leader in a very good way, and then continued, "I'm asking you a question. Don't you take me, the clan leader, seriously?"
Xing Yun: “…” Did he give himself a chance to speak?
This old man is going too far in bullying Long.
No wonder Su Ning called him Lao Deng, he truly deserved the title.
"Master..." Su Ning spoke quickly and gave him a wink, as if to say: Lao Deng, don't be too bullying.
He is the lord of the ghost realm and a dragon with pure dragon blood. He is like the king among the dragon clan, the sect leader.
How can he like it?
If you don't have a relationship with your ancestors, people may not pay attention to you and you are still putting on airs.
"Is there sand in your eyes?" But Yang Cheng was a stubborn person. He just thought that there was sand in her eyes and started to attack Xing Yun crazily.
"Are you dumb? Do you think you can get away with it by not saying a word?"
Xing Yun stopped pretending and took off the mourning clothes on his body, smiling: "What did you put on your mouth that makes it so sweet?"
"..." Yang Cheng's arrogance was instantly extinguished.
Not even a spark.
He changed his expression and said, "Why did you come here without telling me in advance so that I could pick you up. You are such a fool."
He has made every possible calculation.
He never expected that he, the lord of the ghost realm, would actually follow that traitor and make trouble if he had known it earlier.
I will never say the word "dumb".
"Why don't you continue?"
Seeing his expression change in a second, Xing Yun glanced at him and said, "Can you show the same momentum you had just now and continue to talk about this city lord?"
In the area of face changing.
If he dares to claim to be second, no one dares to compete for the first place.
"Did I say something just now?"
"..."
Xing Yun ignored him and walked to Lu Jinnian and said simply, "I'm here to find you. I need you."
"..." Lu Jinnian was silent.
He was not the only one who was silent.
Just ask who here is not silent. The person who said this may think it is nothing, but the person who heard it may not think so.
To give a simple example, it is like a person who has been drugged and says to another person: "I need you, you can be my antidote."
And they are two grown men.
This is somewhat inappropriate, and it's no wonder they think in the wrong way.
Finding that no one spoke, Su Ning broke the awkward atmosphere: "Lord City Lord, your words sound a bit like someone who has been drugged and is in urgent need of a woman."
“……?” Xing Yun was stunned.
Only later did I realize the inappropriateness of my words.
But is there anyone who can describe the look of someone who has been drugged and is in desperate need of a man like this?
However, Su Ning regretted it after saying this, because there was indeed a man at the scene who had been drugged and was in urgent need of a woman.
Just don't say who it is.
Because he has already seen it.
Chen Yichuan looked over with deep eyes, with unknown emotions hidden in his eyes. I guess he was saying in his heart: He has been drugged and urgently needs a woman. Are you talking about him?
"..." Su Ning felt her scalp tingling when she was stared at. She turned her eyes away and pulled Xiao Yu, whose face was swollen beyond recognition, ready to slip away.
He left a sentence before he slipped away.
"You guys can go slowly, we'll leave first."
"..."
The troublemaker left.
Xing Yun spoke again, and this time he didn't say anything so simple: "There are some things I can't figure out, can you help me plan it out?"
"If you had said this earlier, would my nephew have any reason to think wrongly?" After learning the reason, Lu Jinnian gave him an unpleasant look.
Really.
Just say a few more words to explain it clearly without using too much saliva.
"You're too talkative." Xing Yun didn't want to listen to him, so he dragged him away: "You keep talking about your nephew, I really admire you."
Every word he said was about his nephew.
what?
Was he afraid that outsiders would not know that he was obedient to his nephew? Their sect was enough, Yang Cheng had two female disciples in total.
He pampers one after another, just like assigning tasks.
And Xingyun had just finished complaining.
The word "disciple-mentary disciple" popped out of Lu Jinnian's mouth again.
"Men should not touch each other. If my nephew sees your behavior, he will have to imagine all kinds of scenes in his mind. I am a straight man."
"…I'm still a straight beast."
"..."
Only after the two left did Yang Cheng heave a sigh of relief. Now this was finally his home court. He straightened his back and looked at Fang Qingci like a master.
"Prince..."
The word "Your Highness" had not yet been uttered.
Fang Qingci couldn't wait to interrupt him: "Master Yang, I still have something to discuss with Ah Chuan, so I'll take my leave now."
Having said that, he left with Chen Yichuan.
"..."
Looking at them walking away from him one by one, without giving him any face, Yang Cheng forced a smile and turned his head to target a few of his disciples.
But when he turned around, the place where the disciples had just stood was empty.
In an instant he was all alone.
"You...you bunch of traitors, you are all traitors."
……
"Senior sister, am I going to be disfigured? I am unconscious."
"If I'm disfigured, will Senior Sister no longer like me? And then Senior Sister can accept that little bastard as her junior brother as she wishes?"
"It's all Master's fault. If he hadn't chased me, I wouldn't have hit the tree. If I hadn't hit the tree, the hornet's nest wouldn't have fallen on my head, and I wouldn't have been disfigured."
"Sister..."
"Shut up first." He kept muttering, making Su Ning's head ache: "If you keep talking, I won't care about you."
"Oh."
Seeing that he had finally behaved himself, Su Ning took out the anti-swelling medicine she had found in his room and smeared it evenly on his face, applying medicine thoughtfully for him.
After all, it was Mu Xiaoyu who took the blame for her.
Every time she saw him looking like a pig and gasping in pain from time to time, she felt a little guilty.
But for some reason, the medicine tasted a bit strange, so she asked, "Junior brother, your swelling-reducing medicine tastes a bit strange."
It doesn't smell bad, nor does it smell good.
There is also a sweet and strange fragrance, which makes you dizzy if you smell it too much.
"Anti-swelling medicine?" Mu Xiaoyu was stunned. After thinking for a while, he found no such medicine: "I don't have any anti-swelling medicine. Did Senior Sister make a mistake?"
"It's the one next to your bed."
"It's on the bedside?" Mu Xiaoyu couldn't remember what kind of swelling-reducing medicine was on his bedside: "Senior Sister, I don't have anything..."
His voice stopped abruptly.
Because he saw the anti-swelling medicine in Su Ning's hand, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and jumped up: "Senior Sister, you... I..."
"What for?" Su Ning was puzzled.
"That's not for removing facial dirt." Mu Xiaoyu came over to grab it. Even though his face was swollen like a pig's head, one could still see that his face was flushed red.