shock! The little junior sister who is the favorite of the group is actually the strongest person in

"Blame me, if I hadn't come up with this bad idea and Xiaojiu heard it, Xiaojiu wouldn't have been like this." The second senior brother regretted not starting out.

The third senior brother followed, "I don't blame you, we also discussed it together."

"No, this matter can't be said to be done by the little junior sister, I'm going to go to the Great Elder, just say that I did it, no matter what punishment, I will bear it together." The second senior brother stood up with a rub.

"I'll go too!" The third senior brother also answered.

The fourth senior brother followed, "They all say that they do not blame the public, and the three of them are in a crowd, and I will go with you."

"Yes, the little junior sister is a small waste in the eyes of others, but in our eyes, it is the most precious treasure of Lingyunfeng, we must protect it!"

"Be sure to protect!"

"Guard the little junior sister!"

The three stretched out their palms, pressed one by one, and swore an oath.

......

The moon is shining high.

Qing Jiujiu passed by a small pool and stretched out his little head to take a picture.

Why is it that the little that the senior brothers prick her are always better than her own?

If you are thrown out of the division.

In the future, you can't be caught by the senior brothers.

Qing Jiujiu's little face was pulled, his hands behind his back, and he kicked a small stone at random.

With a 'biu' sound, it smashed into a large rock, and the 'bang' stone shattered into powder.

As soon as the wind blew, there was no trace.

Back to the sinkhole.

From the grass on the side, Qing Jiujiu grabbed a lot of hay and spread it inside.

Then one jumped, lay in, rolled up the hay, and slept soundly.

The fleshy little face looks white and tender under the moonlight. Tender.

The night breeze, which was originally blowing, seemed to be gentle, and did not want her to get cold.

[Friendly reminder, the host has 888.8 billion spirit stones.

(Very rich, don't need to sleep in a pit.) Qing

Jiujiu slept soundly, and did not hear the system prompt at all.

The sun gradually rose, and the sun was a little hot on her round little ass, and Qing Jiujiu rubbed her eyes and sat up.

She looked down and touched her stomach.

Hungry.

Well, let's go and find a random senior brother to rub rice for the last time.

Otherwise, in half an hour at most, Zixia Feng would send someone over and expel her from the division.

There is no chance.

Thinking of this, Qing Jiujiu crawled out of the pit.

The location of her sinkhole is actually exactly the middle of Lingyun Peak and Zixia Peak.

Because it is too barren, it is an uninhabited peak.

She ran towards Lingyunfeng, and suddenly faintly heard the voice of Zixiafeng people chatting and gossiping.

"Have you heard? Master's face turned white! The clothes turned purple!

"What's the matter, Master he only cares about his beard."

"The key is that Master Venerable's beard is gone!"

"Lying groove, lying groove, who is so daring? Shouldn't it be Ling Yunfeng's Qing Wine Bar again.

"It is said to be, but what... Several of her big grievances were now kneeling in front of Master Venerable, waiting for Master to wake up.

"Hey, if Master wakes up, don't you pick them up and cramp?"

"Who says it isn't?"

"To say that this Qing Jiu wine can really be made, before the master would let her go, he also thought that she was a genius, but he didn't expect that it was just a waste material in the refining period, how could he let her go?"

"Who says it isn't? Only the strong will be given preferential treatment, scrap wood? Oh, it will only deserve to be trampled!

"Hey, it's hard for her senior brothers, fortunately, we Zixia Peak don't have such little unlucky eggs."

"That is, you should be like Senior Sister Yuqing?"

Several people shook their heads and left

....

Qing Jiujiu, hidden in the grass, wrinkled his brows.

These guys, how can they still like to back the pot!

She just wants to be able to cultivate well after going out, who really wants to be a little waste all her life?

Even if they were protecting her, in the eyes of outsiders, she was still a shame for Ling Yunfeng.

She climbed out of the pit and ran towards Zixia Peak with her smooth little feet.

Zixia main peak.

On a plush bed in the middle of ruins.

He woke up, yawned, and habitually crushed his beard.

A pinch of emptiness.

Pinch again, still empty.

Huh?

What about my beard?

Man Tian reached out and touched it, his skin was smooth and white, but he didn't have a beard!

"Master! Ling Yunfeng's second disciple, third disciple, and fourth disciple came to lead,"

Ye Youqing walked over quickly with his sword, holding his fist and praying, before the words were finished, the whole person was petrified in place.

Skin color, clothes, beard...

Sure enough, everything has changed.

But look good, it seems that they are about to catch up with the appearance of the sect master!

She did not dare to show it, quickly converged, and turned into shock.

"Master, you..."

Man Tian frowned, suddenly understood something, and rubbed out of bed.

"Me? What's wrong with me? Is my beard gone!? "

The sound of the sky is rising!

He wanted to find a mirror to see, but there were only ruins around him, no mirrors.

There were too many things in the storage ring, and turning over the mirror was too laborious, so he simply asked Ye Youqing directly.

Ye Youqing silently swallowed her saliva, stiffly raised her hand, and said mechanically.

"Master's face is white, his clothes are purple, his beard... Gone. With

a flick of his sleeves, he found that the clothes on his body turned dark purple.

"How can it make sense!"

"Who the hell is it!"

He shouted loudly, and the entire Zixia Main Peak trembled three times because of his anger.

"It's Ling Yunfeng's, they are outside now, take the initiative to come and receive the punishment." Ye Youqing's shoulders shook and whispered.

As we all know, anything that moves the Master Venerable is not able to move the beard of the Master Venerable.

The last man who moved his beard... Qing Jiujiu is still alive.

However, the last person who moved the beard of the master has already ascended to heaven.

Ye Youqing felt a little sorry in her heart, why wasn't Qing Jiu Jiu made this time? If so, Qing Jiu Jiu will be unlucky again!

"Hmph! Look I don't crush them to ashes! Feng

Tian snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves hard, and strode outside.

Arrived at the square of Zixia Peak.

I saw three people already kneeling on the ground.

"My beard, you really got it!?"

The sky flicked his sleeves hard, and with a loud heh, the purple wide sleeves flew over, looking inexplicably fairy.

Although he was angry at this time, he did not look as vicious as usual.

"Back to the Great Elder, this matter was indeed done by the three of us."

The second senior brother responded.

The three people raised their heads at the same time, and they were all stunned in place.

Rub, this is the Great Elder?

How did he suddenly become at least twenty years younger!

It looks like them.

This facial features, this skin color, this temperament!

Thumbs up! It seems to be better than Liuli Immortal, second only to their master Mo Ye.

But they did not dare to show a stunning look, they only dared to hold back.

Man Tian looked at the expressions of constipation on their faces, thinking that they were smiling.

"How can it be so reasonable, to offend the Buddha-figure by committing the following offense! Today, the Buddha-figures will abolish your cultivation and expel you from the master's sect! "