I'm a passerby, I'm the daughter of God

Zhou Junze felt a little reluctant, after all, she was the junior sister he had truly loved.

He stepped forward and said, "Chi Yue, please show mercy. Jiang Ranran escaped from the dungeon, which is a crime upon crime. After we leave the secret realm, I will personally escort her back to the sect. Please spare her life."

Chi Yue didn't want to slap her in front of so many people. It would be troublesome. She didn't care, but if the master knew, he would probably give her a good beating. When there's no one around... hehe...

Mu Yunjing looked at Jiang Ranran lying on the ground indifferently. Seeing Chi Yue stop, he said, "In any case, Jiang Ranran is a fugitive. We will keep an eye on her for a while. Once she leaves the secret realm, we will take her back to the sect. If Fourth Senior Brother wants to be with her, he can apologize to the Sect Master himself."

Shen Linxi looked at Jianfeng and the others and said, "Don't break the law knowingly."

Jiang Changli and Pei Zhuchuan helped the two injured people lying on the ground back to the room.

Several people from the Danxin Sect stayed in the house next to Chi Yue and his friends.

Fourth Senior Brother Liu Chengfeng stroked Dabai's fur and said, "What does this Lord mean? Why does he arrange a place for him to stay and provide him with three meals a day?"

Chi Yue also rubbed Da Bai several times: "There are no men in Yanyu Town, what do you think?"

Shen Linxi was a little scared: "You mean, they really want to keep us..."

Chi Yue smiled evilly: "Yes, if we keep you, we can have offspring. Otherwise, the town is full of women, how can we have children? And I heard that all the children born are daughters, without exception."

Shen Linxi protected himself with both hands: "Xiaowu, you have to save me. If you want to stay, let the third brother stay. He is strong and can have children. I... cough cough cough... am weak and sickly..."

Chi Yue: “…” Then you remember your character.

The third senior brother, Shen Zhuoyan, sat with his arms and legs wide open and glanced at the second senior brother, Shen Linxi.

Shen Linxi immediately backed down. He couldn't win the fight to begin with, and now he had no spiritual power. How could he compare to the physique of the third brother who had practiced swordsmanship for many years? "Let the fourth brother stay. I think he is a good match."

Before the fourth senior brother could say anything, Dabai opened his bloody mouth and roared at Shen Linxi.

The fourth brother raised his eyebrows proudly and looked at him: "It has to be the second brother, right? The second brother has such a beautiful face, and that Jingzhe girl fell in love with you at first sight. She has been sending supplements here these days, isn't it because she is worried about your weak and sickly body?"

Chi Yue stroked Dabai's fur and laughed, "I think Fourth Senior Brother is right. Second Senior Brother, this matter must be handled by you. Who else but you?"

Shen Linxi was furious and slapped the table: "Okay, you guys actually forced me to sell my body."

Chi Yue waved her hands: "How could we force you to sell your body?"

Shen Linxi looked at her suspiciously, wondering if there was another meaning behind it: "Obviously."

Chi Yue smiled and said: "We didn't force you to sell your looks, we just asked you to sell your body...hahaha..."

Shen Linxi looked at the people who were laughing so hard: "You guys, wait for me. And you, the third brother, what are you laughing at? Shut up and practice your sword."

next day

Chi Yue and the others finished their meal. It was still drizzling outside. Holding oil-paper umbrellas, they slowly walked down the stairs. Chi Yue felt that she had to be careful because the stairs looked very slippery. If she accidentally stepped on the air, she would slide all the way to the bottom and fall on her butt. It would be a disaster.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a cry of "ouch". He looked at his second brother Shen Linxi who almost stepped on the air and fell down. Fortunately, he was quick-witted and quickly hugged the arm of the third brother Shang Zhuoyan when he was about to fall. The two of them held an ordinary oil-paper umbrella. The third brother's base was relatively stable, so he stabilized it with one foot.

The second brother said with a playful smile: "It's you, third brother. Your sword training was not in vain. Look at your arms, they are harder than the bluestone slabs you are standing on."

The third brother looked calm and said, "I'll punch you and you'll be able to see the stars."

Today, the fourth brother was so happy holding an umbrella by himself: "Hahahaha..."

When I think of the fear of being dominated by the third brother, I realize how happy it is to hold an umbrella by myself.

Chi Yue looked at them and shook her head: "It's childish, just elementary school kids quarreling."

Jia Jing smiled upon hearing this and said, "Yes, even if the three of them are put together, their talking skills are not as good as yours."

Chi Yue turned around and looked at Jia Jing who was holding an oil-paper umbrella beside her. The breeze gently caressed his black hair. The hand holding the oil-paper umbrella was slender and white. Buddhist beads were wrapped around his palm and hung down along the handle of the umbrella.

The cinnabar mole at the end of his eye was clearly red, and he looked at him with a smile in his eyes. How could he look like a monk? "What are you laughing at? I can tell at a glance that you are not a serious monk."

Upon hearing this, Jia Jing looked at her with a smile: "Amitabha, how do you see that?"

Chi Yue pointed to the running water in the middle of the steps and said, "Look at yourself. Do you look like a proper monk?"

Jia Jing looked at the reflection in the water. The woman standing beside him was wearing a green shirt and a green hairband on her head. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind and fell to her waist. Her slender white hands held the umbrella handle. Even such a beautiful scenery was not as good as her.

Suddenly, a brisk voice sounded: "Brother Ao Jing, look, there are people here."

Chi Yue and the others looked up and saw three people standing at the bottom of the stairs. The drizzle soaked the three people, and at first glance they really looked like drowned rats.

Chi Yue and Jia Jing looked at each other. It really was effortless. Last time he was locked up in Danxin Sect, so it was difficult to interrogate him. This was just a coincidence.

Sure enough, that vicissitudes of life voice sounded: "Ao Jing, look, it's the lucky girl, quickly, go up and capture her."

Pei Aojing tidied up the hair on his forehead. Normally, he wouldn't have thought much of it. But now it was raining, and the hair of the three of them was wet. When he tidied up the hair on his forehead, it became a mess, which was disgusting no matter how he looked at it. Chi Yue showed a disgusted expression, with several black dots on the expression pack.

Pei Aojing's eyes were red with excitement. He strode up the stairs and hurried forward. The last time he went to Lingtian Sect, he had been lurking for more than three months and hadn't seen her. Now when he saw her for the first time, he felt inexplicably touched.

Chi Yue quickly took a few steps back, her brows furrowed more than the old man on the subway. What kind of rules are these? You don't even do it secretly when you absorb other people's luck, right? You just suck it hard, right?

Jia Jing took a step sideways and stood in front of Chi Yue: "Amitabha, benefactor, please turn back."

Pei Aojing hurriedly looked behind Jia Jing, but could only see half of Chi Yue's shoulder. He was about to push Jia Jing away and move forward.

The two women behind him: "Brother Ao Jing..."

Chi Yue looked behind the man below and saw a woman who looked somewhat gentle, who was Yang Huaixi whom she had met before. As for the other woman in red, she had never seen her before. She thought that she must have been abducted to absorb his luck.

Pei Aojing said to Chi Yue: "Miss Chi Yue, it's me..."

Chi Yue said with some disdain: "I know, Long Aotian..."

Pei Aojing looked sad: "You...you don't even remember my name..."

Chi Yue snorted coldly: "Why don't you rise like the wind and soar up to 90,000 miles."