While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Chapter 34, Junior Sister, this young master has a bit of trouble
  Song Zhi followed this logic, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

At this moment, Zhao Muyang, who was sitting beside him, suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed her.

Song Zhi: "?"

Zhao Laoliu, you'd better have something serious to say!
  Otherwise, I will make you look good!

Song Zhi turned around with a cold face and a sullen look on his face, and saw Zhao Muyang looking helpless and crying.

"Woo, Zhiwei, there's a snake..."

"It's wrapped around my leg!"

"Ahhh! It's still climbing up and has reached my kneecap! Junior sister, help me!!"

Zhao Muyang was really frightened and cried.

Because of his childhood experiences, what he hated most in his life were soft-bodied monsters.

"Where did that little snake come from?"

Song Zhi looked in the direction of Zhao Muyang's finger and saw a slender emerald green snake on his thigh.

Seeing the little snake grunting and crawling toward Zhao Muyang's thigh, Zhao Muyang was already stunned with fear.

Song Zhi sighed helplessly, stretched out two fingers, and grabbed the little snake.

"Okay, it's alright."

"It's just an ordinary one, no, it's a contracted spiritual beast."

After clearly detecting the contract mark in the little snake's body, Song Zhi's attitude suddenly became serious.

She pinched the seven inches of the little snake, raised her head and looked around, trying to find the owner of the little snake, but she was also puzzled.

This little snake looks ordinary.

How could she break through the protective barrier she set up and crawl onto Zhao Muyang's body?
  Is there something on Zhao Muyang that attracts it?
  *
  "Fairy."

"Can you please return this greedy little snake to me?"

Song Zhi was confused about the little snake and didn't know how to deal with it.

A heavenly voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

The next moment, a handsome male cultivator wearing a white gauze robe suddenly appeared opposite her.

The male cultivator smiled, holding a Zhilan Yushu, a fairy bone made from heaven.

He has a gentle temperament and kind eyebrows.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was filled with joy and a hint of apology that contained an element of embarrassment.

Qing Lingling's eyes stared pointedly at the little snake in Song Zhi's hand.

Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang were shocked: "..."

"It turns out to be the Young City Lord's pet."

Song Zhi showed an expression of sudden realization and handed the little snake over.

Gong Wujun stretched out his slender palm to take it.

He curled his index finger slightly and tapped the little snake's head lightly, with an endearing yet helpless smile on his face.

"You, you, smelled something good again?"

"He rushed out without even saying a word."

"If someone accidentally hurts you, what will I do to you?"

Gong Wujun smiled and whispered a lesson to the little green snake wrapped around his wrist, with a friendly attitude, just like a dad who hates iron.

Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang looked at each other and turned their heads away in tacit agreement.

This uninvited young city lord looks like a refreshing breeze, but is actually filled with a strange sense of disharmony.

Maybe it's because he is also one of Su Zhi's destined loves.

Therefore, when Song Zhi saw him for the first time, he disliked him from the bottom of his heart, and unconsciously developed a strong sense of resistance.

*
  "The jade treasure suddenly appeared and disturbed the two fellow Taoists."

"Wujun is here, let me apologize to you two first."

"To express my apology, Wujun has set up a banquet for you two on the third floor."

"I wonder if you two fellow Taoists would like to move to the third floor with Wujun?"

Gong Wujun asked warmly while stroking the slightly restless little snake with his hand.

He behaved in an approachable and approachable manner, somewhat like a polite corporal.

However, Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang tensed up, feeling like they were being targeted by snakes.

"No, no need!"

"Young City Master is too kind." "Junior sister and I are just thirsty. Come in and have a cup of spiritual tea. After drinking, we will leave."

"Young City Lord, you have many people to attend to, so please feel free to do so."

If Gong Wujun hadn't stared at Song Zhi with a look that showed interest in Song Zhi after he said the invitation.

Zhao Muyang may not have the courage to refuse.

But when he saw Gong Wujun staring at Song Zhi almost as if no one else was there, acting elegant and elegant.

Zhao Muyang's bitch detection radar was instantly activated.

What kind of contracted spirit beast is ignorant and comes here by mistake?
  If you look at it, it's obviously Gong Wujun who deliberately used the excuse of his spiritual pet to get close to his junior sister!
  Ah.

Another foul-smelling man who covets the beauty of Junior Sister and tries to kidnap Junior Sister!

Pooh! How shameless!

*
  The thought of protecting our little junior sister played on a loop in Zhao Muyang's mind.

This little weakling with only the second-level cultivation of Foundation Establishment developed infinite courage.

He dared to face Gong Wujun directly and even refused Gong Wujun's invitation without hesitation.

Seeing this miraculous development, Song Zhi wanted to applaud Zhao Muyang.

"It's a trivial matter, Young City Master really doesn't need to worry about it."

"We senior brothers and sisters will leave after drinking tea. Young City Master, please help yourself."

Song Zhi pretended not to understand the appreciation revealed in Gong Wujun's eyes, and then Zhao Muyang continued to refuse.

Your Excellency, the young city lord, who thought that because of his charisma and noble status, he would be easily captured: "..."

Being rejected by a beautiful woman makes me feel a little frustrated.

But it doesn't matter.

If you want to eat the fat meat of the best water spirit root, you will naturally have to work twice as hard.

Gong Wujun's thoughts changed, and he soon had an idea.

He blinked, as if he didn't understand Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang's guard against him, and took a long step. Not only did he not leave, he sat down instead.

*
  "You two fellow Taoists, please don't be nervous."

"Wujun has no ill intentions towards the two fellow Taoists."

"I just feel sorry for my little pet and want to beg for some food for it."

"If my guess is correct, this little fellow Taoist must have a good-grade Bigu Pill in his hand, right?"

"My Feibao has just advanced. He has a huge appetite and is used to eating middle-grade Bigu Pills."

"So it is very sensitive to such pills."

"It just so happens that I have finished feeding the Bigu Pills on my body."

"So, if it is convenient for you two fellow Taoists, Wujun is willing to pay a high price to purchase a batch of Bigu Pills to satisfy my little pet's craving."

Oh, sex is not enough to seduce, but changing money can impress people, right?
  Zhao Muyang let out a cold sigh in his heart, thinking that he had seen through Gong Wujun's tricks.

He glanced at Song Zhi suggestively, showing a reliable image of a junior sister holding back her words while her senior brother took care of everything. He straightened up and took over the conversation.

"Ahem, Young City Master, I feel right."

"I did refine many fourth-grade bigu pills."

"There's no need to buy it. I'll give two bottles to the Young City Master. Just treat it as a good relationship with the Young City Master."

"I just hope that the Young City Master will not dislike him."

Zhao Muyang said politely and gracefully while taking out five pill bottles from his storage bag.

He tried his best not to feel distressed, hoping to maintain his dignity as Senior Brother Song Zhi.

But that attitude of avoiding Gong Wujun like a snake or a scorpion was clearly revealed.

*
  "Fairy..."

"I think your little senior brother may have some misunderstanding about Wujun."

Gong Wujun turned his head and glanced at Song Zhi, his lips moved slightly, looking sad as he hesitated to speak.

If you taste it carefully, it really smells like the White Lotus of the Golden Age.

In this regard, Song Zhi just wanted to say that it was inexplicable.

She was not familiar with Gong Wujun.

The only time they met in the previous life was when Gong Wujun stood up for Su Zhi, came to her as Su Zhi's fiancé, and beat her while she was recovering from her injuries.

That time, she was beaten by Gong Wujun in the Nascent Soul stage, leaving her with only half a breath left.

It was too late for Song Zhi to hate him, so how could he rush to get close to him?
  (End of this chapter)