"It's all my fault. If I hadn't proposed this bad idea and Xiaojiu had heard it, Xiaojiu wouldn't have done this." The second senior brother regretted it.

The third senior brother followed, "It's not your fault either. We discussed it together."

"No, we can't say that the little junior sister did it. I'm going to find the elder and say that I did it. No matter what the punishment is, I will bear it together." The second senior brother stood up.

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

The fourth senior brother followed, "It's said that the law doesn't blame the crowd, and three people make a crowd. I'll go with you."

"Yes, the little junior sister is a little waste in the eyes of others, but in our eyes, she is the treasure of Lingyun Peak. We must protect her!"

"Definitely protect her!"

"Protect the little junior sister!"

The three stretched out their palms, one pressing the other, like a vow.

...

The moon was shining.

Qing Jiujiu passed by a small pond and stretched her little head to take a look.

Why are the little tufts that the senior brothers tied for her always better than she tied herself?

If I am kicked out of the sect.

In the future, I will not be pricked by my senior brothers.

Qing Jiujiu's face drooped, her hands behind her back, and she kicked a small stone casually.

With a sound of "biu", it hit a big stone, and "bang" the stone broke into powder.

The wind blew and scattered without a trace.

Back to the sinkhole.

Qing Jiujiu pulled a lot of hay from the grass beside and spread it inside.

Then she jumped and lay down, rolled up the hay, and fell asleep.

Her chubby little face looked white and tender under the moonlight.

The night wind, which was originally blowing, seemed to be gentle, not wanting her to catch a cold.

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

(Very rich, no need to sleep in the sinkhole.)

Qing Jiujiu slept very soundly and did not hear the system prompt sound at all.

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

She lowered her head and touched her stomach.

She was hungry.

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

Otherwise, in half an hour at most, Zixia Peak will send someone to expel her from the sect.

There will be no chance.

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

The location of her tiankeng is actually right in the middle of Lingyun Peak and Zixia Peak.

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

She ran towards Lingyun Peak, and suddenly heard the sound of people from Zixia Peak chatting and gossiping.

"Have you heard? Master's face turned pale! His clothes turned purple!"

"What's the big deal? Master only cares about his beard."

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

"Fuck, fuck, who is so bold? Could it be that Qingjiu Bar in Lingyun Peak again?"

"It is said that it is, but... her several big resentful brothers took the blame and are now kneeling in front of Master's door, waiting for Master to wake up."

"Hiss, if Master wakes up, won't he skin them alive?"

"Who said it's not "

"Qing Jiujiu is really capable of doing things. The master let her go before because he thought she was a genius. He didn't expect that she was just a waste in the Qi Refining Stage. How could he let her go?"

"Who said it wasn't? Only the strong will be treated preferentially. Waste? Ha, only deserve to be trampled on!"

"Oh, it's hard for her senior brothers. Fortunately, we don't have such a little unlucky guy in Zixia Peak."

"That's right, do you think everyone is the same as Senior Sister Youqing?"

Several people shook their heads and walked away

...

Qing Jiujiu, who was hiding in the bushes, frowned.

Why do these guys like to take the blame!

She did this just to practice well after she got out. Who really wants to be a waste for the rest of her life?

Even if they were protecting her, in the eyes of outsiders, she was still the shame of Lingyun Peak.

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

Zixia Main Peak.

On a luxurious bed in the ruins.

Mimantian woke up, yawned, and rubbed his beard as usual.

He pinched it, but it was empty.

He pinched it again, but it was still empty.

Eh?

Where's my beard?

Mimantian reached out and touched it. The skin was smooth and white, but there was no beard!

"Master! The second, third, and fourth disciples of Lingyun Peak come here to lead..."

Ye Youqing came over quickly with a sword in hand, clasped his fists and reported. Before he finished speaking, he was petrified on the spot.

Skin color, clothes, and beard...

Sure enough, they all changed.

But it looks good, as if it is almost catching up with the appearance of the sect master!

She didn't dare to show it, and quickly restrained herself and turned to shock.

"Master, you..."

Mimantian frowned and immediately understood something, and got off the bed.

"Me? What happened to me? Is my beard gone!?"

Mimantian raised his voice!

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

There were too many things in the storage ring, and it was too troublesome to look for a mirror, so he simply asked Ye Youqing directly.

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

"Master's face is pale, his clothes are purple, and his beard... is gone."

Mimantian flicked his sleeves, and then he found that his clothes had turned dark purple.

"How unreasonable!"

"Who is it!"

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

"It's from Lingyun Peak. They are outside now. Come here to receive the punishment." Ye Youqing shook his shoulders and said in a low voice.

It is well known that you can't touch anything of Master, but you can't touch Master's beard.

The last person who touched Master's beard... Qing Jiujiu is still alive.

But, the last person who touched Master's beard has ascended to heaven.

Ye Youqing felt a little regretful. Why didn't Qing Jiujiu do it this time? If so, Qing Jiujiu will be in trouble again!

"Hmph! I will grind them to ashes!"

Mimantian snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves vigorously, and strode out.

Arrived at the square of Zixia Peak.

Then he saw three people kneeling on the ground.

"Did you really mess up my beard!?"

Mimantian flicked his sleeves vigorously, and let out a loud roar. His purple sleeves fluttered, and he looked inexplicably fairy-like.

Although he was angry at this time, he didn't look as ferocious as usual.

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

The second senior brother bowed his hands in response.

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

Damn, this is the Great Elder?

How come she suddenly became at least 20 years younger!

She looks almost like them.

These facial features, this skin color, this temperament!

Great! She seems to be better than Liulixian, second only to their master Mo Ye.

But they dared not show their amazement, they just held it in.

Mimantian looked at their constipated expressions and thought they were trying to hold back laughter.

"How can this be absurd? You actually committed treason and offended me! Today, I will abolish your cultivation and expel you from the sect!"

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