You are all immortal cultivators, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

Chapter 121 (Seeking follow-up reading) The gap between people is bigger than that between people and dogs [Seeking monthly votes and recommendation votes]

Although Luo Tianwei didn't know who Zuo Xiangyang was, she noticed the reaction of the embroiderer and immediately said -

"Then put him down, wake him up, and you two can compare your statements!"

Just at this moment, the embroiderer seemed to have discovered something and looked at Cheng Moxiao who was pretending to be asleep.

"Huh?" An amused exclamation.

"Mr. Cheng, since you are awake, you might as well come down by yourself!" The embroiderer said jokingly, covering her mouth.

"What? You're awake?" Zuo Xiangyang was stunned when he heard that, then his face turned furious and he threw Cheng Moxiao away.

Cheng Moxiao had just been thrown out by Zuo Xiangyang, and his body was still in the air, not yet touching the ground.

He immediately burst out with spiritual power, adjusted his body in the air, and then landed steadily. Without even saying a word, he saw the fist in front of him gradually getting bigger.

"You bastard, when did you wake up!" Zuo Xiangyang was furious and punched him directly.

Cheng Moxiao raised his eyebrows and simply turned his head to avoid Zuo Xiangyang's punch to the face, but he couldn't withstand Zuo Xiangyang's kick.

His face suddenly twisted and he was kicked directly into the bushes, and then Zuo Xiangyang rushed in angrily.

Then there is no more then.

The two of them worked in perfect harmony and immediately ran away at full speed.

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Snapped--

An extremely huge whip mark appeared directly on the road they were moving forward, causing the corners of their eyes to twitch.

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A huge firebird was looking down at the two of them from high in the sky, completely blocking their way out.

The two looked at each other and immediately raised their hands spinelessly.

"Surrender, surrender, we surrender!"

……

Cheng Moxiao and Zuo Xiangyang knelt on the ground in a row, Luo Tianwei stood aside eating fruit, and Xiu Niang took out a whip and whipped the person beside her, which immediately made a sonic boom sound.

"Name!" the embroiderer asked expressionlessly, playing with the whip in her hand.

"Zuo Xiangyang." "Cheng Moxiao." The two answered honestly.

"Gender!" the embroiderer continued to ask.

"Are you asking this too?" "Can't you see it?" The two of them immediately showed surprised expressions.

"Snapped--"

The embroiderer whipped the ground in front of them without hesitation, which frightened them both.

"Answer whatever I ask you!"

"Yes."x2
"gender!"

"Male." x2
"Have you ever been to the Imperial Master's Mansion?" the embroiderer continued to ask.

"I've been there." "No, I haven't been there." The two of them cried out in dismay as soon as they said it.

"Snap--" As expected, another whip came, and this time the whip hit them directly on the back, and bright red blood began to seep out.

"You don't seem to be very honest. Let me ask you again, have you been there?" the embroiderer asked again.

The two looked at each other, saw the colors in each other's eyes, nodded to each other, and then said in unison -

“No.” “Yes.”

"Pfft——" Luo Tianwei on the side just laughed.

The embroiderer swung the whip, wrapped it around the two men's bodies, and dragged them to the side.

At this time, Luo Tianwei's voice came, watching the fun and not minding the trouble - "Two young masters, you are so brave! You should know that this sister's nickname is 'Blood Embroidery Lady'!"

Hearing Luo Tianwei sweetly calling them "young master", they both had an intoxicated look on their faces. But the moment they heard the three words "Blood Embroidery Lady", their faces suddenly turned pale.

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An hour later, Luo Tianwei poked the two guys lying on the ground and asked Xiu Niang, "Did they say it?"

"Yes, I told you! The thing missing from the altar is a feather of Bifang, but it's not in their hands."

"Bifang Feather?" Luo Tianwei's eyes lit up and her tone was extremely eager.

"Sister Xiu Niang, you just said - Bifang feather? Is it that Bifang?" Seemingly in disbelief, Luo Tianwei asked again, even gesturing with her hands.

"Yes, the feathers of Bifang... the fire-based divine beast - the Bifang bird." The embroiderer was still a little confused at first, but when she saw the Fire Eagle on Luo Tianwei's shoulder, she suddenly understood the reason for Luo Tianwei's excitement, so she said very seriously.

"Ah, it's really not with them?" Luo Tianwei became visibly depressed, and it was obvious that she really wanted this feather.

"I might know where it is, come with me!" The embroiderer thought of a strange piece of information that the two of them had said, and immediately had an idea in her mind.

After saying that, the embroiderer took the lead and walked in front. Luo Tianwei's eyes lit up and she followed.

"What about them? Let them fend for themselves?" Luo Tianwei asked again, but her voice had become extremely distant.

"They are both pretending to be dead. Don't bother with them. They can't be fools if they can survive on their own until now." The voice became smaller and smaller, and it was obvious that they had left.

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"Gone?" A very weak voice sounded.

"Don't move, just lie there," another person warned.

"Let's go, stop pretending!" Zuo Xiangyang sat up and pushed Cheng Moxiao beside him with his hand.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Moxiao stopped pretending and immediately sat up, looked around, and then felt relieved.

"Who is the other woman?" Cheng Moxiao asked.

"How should I know! What's the matter? Are you attracted to her?" Zuo Xiangyang replied directly.

"Yes, I like it." Cheng Moxiao said without hesitation.

"...It's not that I don't want to help you, but this woman may be really hard to deal with! By the way, don't you like Ai Rumeng? You even had a conflict with that coachman at the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion." Zuo Xiangyang was stunned for a moment before speaking.

"Who said I like Ai Rumeng? That woman is really hard to handle. I just want to see what kind of person the 'groom' who is drinking from Ai's wine jug is." Cheng Moxiao said very soberly.

"Wait a minute, you knew that something was wrong with that 'groom' long ago?" Zuo Xiangyang was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He wanted to sell this information to Cheng Moxiao at that time, but the other party had already seen through it?

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Who dares to hit Ai's spiritual horse? Who dares to use Ai's wine jug? When has a man ever sat in Ai's carriage?" Cheng Moxiao had a strange expression on his face and asked three soul-piercing questions.

It was like three sharp arrows that prevented Zuo Xiangyang from rising again.

"hiss--"

At this moment, Zuo Xiangyang deeply realized that the intelligence gap between him and Cheng Moxiao was probably even greater than the gap between him and a dog.

In order to regain his position, Zuo Xiangyang immediately dug up the old accounts -

"By the way, I saved you at the Imperial Master's Mansion, and now you owe me."

Cheng Moxiao turned his head and looked at Zuo Xiangyang, his face expressionless, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Hehe~"

"Don't disbelieve me, I really saved you! I worked so hard to carry you out." Zuo Xiangyang's blushes immediately turned red when he heard Cheng Moxiao's "hehe" and he explained angrily.

"Evidence! (﹁﹁)~" Cheng Moxiao looked at Zuo Xiangyang with a squint.

Zuo Xiangyang suddenly froze.

It's over, no evidence!

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