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Zhu Fangcheng walked back to the bed, bent down and prepared to gently wake up the "Sleeping Beauty".

"Snapped!"

He stood up silently amid a loud slap, covering the left half of his face that was hit with one hand, but he was also feeling a little angry in his heart.

"Girl, I helped you out of kindness after you begged me so hard, and this is how you repay me? Then I have to find your senior brother to judge the matter."

Su Qiaoqiao sat up from the bed with her face flushed with anger, and immediately jumped off the bed. A magic sword suddenly appeared in her hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhu Fangcheng's neck.

"Shameless bastard! Who is your wife? Even if I was helping you, how could you humiliate me like this!"

Feeling the tip of the sword against his Adam's apple, Zhu Fangcheng did not show the slightest panic or fear, and still looked at the other party with confidence.

"Based on the situation just now, if I don't say this, do I have a better excuse to make your senior brother give up coming in to investigate? If so, tell me!"

"This this……"

As Su Qiaoqiao hesitated with guilt, the tip of the sword gradually moved away, while Zhu Fangcheng moved forward instead.

"What's this? Or are you determined to repay kindness with enmity?"

"No! I, I..."

Facing Zhu Fangcheng's powerful aura of justice, and somehow frightened by the strange light in his eyes, Su Qiaoqiao gradually stepped back with a guilty conscience, and soon her back hit the bedpost.

Zhu Fangcheng still moved closer to her, with one hand on the bedpost above her head, and his tall body almost pinning her under him.

He slowly lowered his head, looked into Su Qiaoqiao's panic-stricken eyes, and a determined smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing their lips gradually approaching and about to touch, Zhu Fangcheng's body stiffened and the approaching movement stopped.

His eyes, which emitted a faint strange red light, avoided Su Qiaoqiao's eyes and looked down.

In the field of vision, a small figure in underwear was digging for the gold ingots held in his other hanging hand beside the two of them with great interest.

The child's fingers tried desperately to pry his fingers open. Not only did he pinch and dig them with his fingernails, he even opened his mouth to find the angle of his lower teeth, as if he was going to bite directly with his upper teeth in the next second.

Zhu Fangcheng was silent for a while, and finally, when the child bit down, he quickly pulled his hand back and took a step back away from Su Qiaoqiao.

Su Qiaoqiao, with her eyes hazy, broke free from some kind of control and immediately fainted with her eyes closed. Her limp body fell to the side and happened to fall on Luo Yiyi who was lying on the bed.

Luo Yiyi hurriedly pushed Su Qiaoqiao onto the bed, climbed down from the bed panting with a flushed face, and ran straight to the table under Zhu Fangcheng's dim gaze. She drank several mouthfuls of water directly from the spout of the teapot, then wiped her mouth domineeringly before she caught her breath.

Now, the big and the small finally looked into each other's eyes, but Luo Yiyi's gaze still kept looking at the gold ingot that the other person was holding tightly in his hand.

Zhu Fangcheng said with a serious face: "Who are you?"

Luo Yiyi blinked, then straightened her chest and answered loudly: "I am Luo Yiyi! Uncle, who are you?"

Zhu Fangcheng's forehead veins jumped. Ever since he entered the Nascent Soul stage, he has been praised as a handsome man. With his outstanding appearance, he doesn't deserve the title of "uncle", right?

"Brother, my name is Zhu Fangcheng, and I am an elder of the great cultivation sect Cang Qiong Sect, the best candidate for the future leader!"

Luo Yiyi finally managed to take her eyes off the gold ingots and thought about it carefully, but she had no impression of the Cang Qiong Sect.

"Uncle, is the Cang Qiong Sect very powerful?"

"Of course I am amazing! You know it from my brother? Only a big sect can cultivate such a rare talent like me who is so handsome, elegant, and powerful!"

Luo Yiyi clapped her hands in a very respectful manner: "Wow! Uncle is so great!"

Zhu Fangcheng stared at her with an unspeakable look: "He's my brother, not my uncle! Have you ever seen such a young and handsome uncle?"

"But the two older brothers who just came are younger than uncle, aren't they? And they are also better looking than uncle."

"..."

Thinking back to Xia Zixuan's handsome looks, not to mention Qi Gui's even more handsome appearance, Zhu Fangcheng choked and reluctantly admitted that he was indeed slightly inferior to the two, but he still tried to make up for it.

"Yiyi, let me tell you, I am only a little bit older than those two people, just a little bit, so I am still my brother."

"So how old is uncle?"

"Yiyi, have your elders ever taught you that asking someone's age without permission is very rude? And they also told you to call me brother!"

Luo Yiyi nodded, then made the number eight with one hand and walked straight up to him.

"But uncle, I'm only eight years old. The teacher said that anyone who looks much older than you can be called uncle, and only those who look slightly older than you can be called brother. The teacher also said that it is very rude to call someone by the wrong name."

"Your teacher taught me really carefully, haha."

Looking at the young child in front of him, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't say that he was only slightly older than the other child. Zhu Fangcheng could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, resisting the urge to spit out blood as he accepted the name of uncle.

However, when he noticed that Luo Yiyi's gaze had shifted to the gold ingot in his hand, he immediately raised his hand, opened his palm in front of her, and revealed the gold.

"You want this?"

"Yes!"

"Then call me brother and let me hear it. If it sounds nice, I will consider giving it to you."

“Brother, brother, brother…”

At first glance, he thought Luo Yiyi was imitating the crowing of a hen, so Zhu Fangcheng quickly called for a stop.

"Stop, stop, stop! You're shouting without any sincerity at all."

"What is sincerity?"

Zhu Fangcheng clenched his hands again and squatted down in front of her.

"Well, tell me honestly, where are you from? Are you also a disciple of Taiyi Sect?"

"I come from many places. I am not a disciple of Taiyi Sect."

"Many places? Which places?"

Luo Yiyi raised her finger and began to recall: "Longcheng, Xuancheng, Qingcheng, Guangfu Village, Qilai Town..."

Zhu Fangcheng hurriedly shouted again: "Stop!"

He looked at Luo Yiyi's appearance and temperament again, and found that this child seemed to have an extraordinary background, at least she was definitely not a child from an ordinary family.

"Did your teacher ever tell you that good children should not lie?"

Luo Yiyi nodded very seriously: "The teacher has taught us that good children should not lie, but Yiyi is a good child, so Yiyi will not lie!"

Zhu Fangcheng asked softly in an inducing tone: "Where did Yiyi come from? Or which sect are you from?"

Luo Yiyi answered without hesitation: "Yiyi is a disciple of Wuliang Sect!"

Zhu Fangcheng was stunned at first, then he roared out in unbearable pain.

"You are kidding! How can a little girl like you be a disciple of Wuliang Sect?"

Then, under Zhu Fangcheng's ghostly gaze, Luo Yiyi took out the special equipment for Wuliang Sect disciples from her storage bag, swiftly put on the yellow coat that she usually disdained, put on a necklace of agarwood beads, and took out a small wooden fish and a small wooden hammer.

"This donor, please allow me to pray for your salvation."

"..."

At this moment, with the scriptures being recited skillfully surrounding his ears, Zhu Fangcheng almost wanted to die.