Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

One of the children was the first to come back to his senses. He looked at the god-like man in front of him, shook his head slightly, sniffed, and said, "He... He is scary, he..."

Ji Bai interrupted him: "Did he hurt you?"

The man's voice was calm, but it carried a vague sense of oppression. The child shrank his neck, shook his head little by little in a crying voice, and said, "No."

Ji Bai: "So, it was just his aura that scared you?"

The little carrots in front of him nodded quickly.

Ji Bai turned his gaze away from them and looked at Song Fangle and said calmly, "Brother, if all the inner disciples of a sect are people who will cry when scared, do you think this sect will have a future?"

Song Fangle paused, then explained: "They are all very strong..."

Ji Bai: "Yeah, but what about those people?"

He did not clearly state who he was talking about, but he knew that Song Fangle must understand who he was talking about.

Song Fangle shut his mouth.

Ji Bai: "You want to do a good job in Yue Dao Sect, but what you are doing now is completely putting the cart before the horse."

Song Fangle is indeed an excellent person with no ulterior motives. He seems unreliable on the surface, but he never lets down his team at critical moments.

The only drawback is that I am too impatient to achieve success.

At the end of cultivating immortality, what one is actually cultivating is a kind of fate.

If you are too utilitarian, you will never be able to break through.

A thousand years ago, Song Fangle was only one step away from reaching the Mahayana stage. The original master also saw this in him, so he left the position of the sect's leader to him early on, hoping that he could calm his mind.

But a thousand years have passed, and he still has no substantial growth.

If it were someone else, they would have turned evil long ago, but Song Fangle didn't.

Ji Bai looked at him and said calmly: "Brother, your practice is also like this."

There was a muffled rumbling sound in Song Fangle's mind, and a faint light appeared in his mind, like a tender bud breaking through the tight earth and slowly emerging from the branches.

Then, the spiritual energy in his body overflowed uncontrollably.

Song Fangle realized that his cultivation, which had been stagnant for a thousand years, seemed to be showing signs of a breakthrough.

He looked up in a daze at the person in front of him who had a delicate appearance but a cold expression.

"Junior brother..."

Ji Bai: "Brother, do you want to break through in front of the inner disciples? But I think they should be afraid of the breath of the thunder."

The little idiots who were mentioned shrank back instantly, hugged themselves tightly and dared not speak.

He was the most beautiful person they had ever seen, but also the most terrifying person they had ever seen.

Even more terrifying than the guy who just threw snow at them!

Song Fangle was silent for a moment.

Just a moment ago, he thought that his junior brother was deliberately giving him some advice, but now it seems that he was overthinking it. This guy was just venting his anger for the man next to him.

"I'll ask someone to pick them up." After saying that, Song Fangle turned around and was about to leave. He took a few steps forward and paused for a moment. Then he turned around and said with sincere gratitude, "Junior brother, thank you."

Ji Bai looked at him indifferently and said nothing more.

As soon as Song Fangle left, the three-meter-tall Yu Shou appeared at the spot. He greeted Ji Bai foolishly: "Junior brother!"

Ji Bai nodded gently.

After receiving the response, Yu Shou couldn't help but continue: "Everyone said that you saved us and resurrected us. I... want to know why?"

Ji Bai looked up at him and asked after a long while, "Have you become shorter?"

Yu Shou paused, then covered his face with his hands and said coquettishly, "Junior brother, you are so vicious! You figured out that I didn't wear those shoes that can increase my height today!!"

Ji Bai:.........

He thought it was because he hadn't used this trick for a long time and he was no longer used to it and it was having some side effects.

After being interrupted like this, Yu Shou didn't ask any more questions and left awkwardly with a few little kids, covering their faces.

Ji Bai looked at his tall figure and fell silent.

There are definitely side effects.

[Boss, you have changed.] After watching everything, 818 sighed: [Before, you never took the initiative to intervene in their affairs, but now, you have enlightened Song Fangle and helped him break through the bottleneck of cultivation. In the original work, he did not break through to the Mahayana stage until his death.]

Ji Bai lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He was a little confused, but he knew exactly what he was doing.

It just felt that Shang Qianyu was standing in front of him with sparkling eyes looking at him in the previous second, but in the next second he was standing awkwardly and panicking opposite a bunch of little idiots and Song Fangle.

It seems that as long as he appears, all mistakes are his, and others are always on the opposite side of him.

But he clearly had the ability to beat up all those people, but he did nothing and just stood aside and swallowed all the malice.

He didn't want to see Henry Chu like this.

The heat hit him and he was pulled into a warm embrace. Before he could react, he felt a hot, wet touch on his neck.

818 seemed to have seen something surprising and exclaimed: [Boss! Shang Qianyu is crying! ]

Ji Bai paused slightly, and the hand he raised to push him away stopped in mid-air.

After a long time, his hand, which had been suspended in mid-air, gently fell on his back. There was no extra movement, but the resistance gradually dissipated.

818 didn’t know why Shang Qianyu was crying, but he knew that the boss who had always been cold and ruthless had softened his heart at this moment.

When seeing this scene, it always feels a sense of satisfaction and pleasure, just like watching a TV series with a happy ending.

It glanced at the bottle given to it by the Lord God, and its eyes suddenly widened.

I don’t know when it increased, but the white light in the bottle is already one-fifth as much!

That’s only four-fifths away from true success!!

818 turned around happily, then looked around. After making sure that there was nothing for him to do, he went back to his room and squatted in a corner to watch cartoons.

.......

Shang Qianyu raised his head, looked at the person in his arms with slightly red eyes, then lowered his head and gently sucked on his soft lips, but had no intention of kissing him further.

He just kissed him lightly for a short while, then took his slightly cold hand, walked back to the room, and then held his hand to warm his slightly cold fingertips.

Ji Bai lowered his eyes and looked at his big palm that was tightly holding his hand. After feeling a hint of warmth on his fingertips, he withdrew his hand.

Shang Qianyu subconsciously wanted to chase the hands that were leaving, but he failed. Before his lost eyes showed, the slender white hands gently rubbed his head.

Ji Bai: "Can you cut paper?"