My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

When it comes to making people angry, Jiang Ciyuan is no match to Yan Zhiqiao.

After she responded with what she had said before, the guest room became eerily quiet for a while.

At this moment, someone else approached this side.

Jiang Ciyuan's eyes flashed, and he didn't bother to argue with Yan Zhiqiao anymore, and put her in his arms.

He glanced at Huaixi, said nothing, then turned around and walked out with the Xuanshuang Sword.

The waiter could be so bold and presumptuous, so the shopkeeper must be involved.

Jiang Ciyuan had just walked out of the door when he met the eyes of the shopkeeper who came over to check the situation.

At this moment, his face was cold and gloomy, and he was filled with extreme hostility, no different from a god of death.

When the shopkeeper saw it, he immediately realized that the situation was not good and turned around to escape.

How could Jiang Ciyuan let him go? He stepped forward quickly and hit several key acupoints on the shopkeeper's body with the scabbard of the Xuanshuang Sword. The shopkeeper's body went limp and he fell to the ground without any strength to struggle.

"Sir... please spare my life..."

Jiang Ciyuan looked at him expressionlessly, raised his hand and patted his chest to show where Yan Zhiqiao was.

"Why did they arrest you?"

Due to years of sword training, Jiang Ciyuan's physical fitness is extraordinary.

His slender stature makes him look very thin, but in fact, when you get close to him, you can feel that his chest muscles are well-developed.

Compared with him, Huaixi seems somewhat "weak".

Yan Zhiqiao subconsciously compared the two of them. After hearing Jiang Ciyuan's words, she popped her little head out of his chest. She stopped being so arrogant and willful and told him the general situation.

"Ow..."

There was a gang of bandits in the city. It was said that they had the city lord backing them up. Whenever a foreigner with outstanding appearance came into the city, they would capture him and sell him. They were here to capture Huaixi.

Huaixi River?

That mermaid just now?

Although he knew that it was important to get down to business, Jiang Ciyuan's attention was unconsciously diverted.

When did he and Yan Zhiqiao meet?

In the same room...

The shopkeeper understands the monster language because he had kidnapped and trafficked monsters before.

After hearing what Yan Zhiqiao said, he undoubtedly became even more panicked besides feeling guilty.

"No, this is a misunderstanding, we...we..."

Under Jiang Ciyuan's cold gaze, he said "we" several times, but couldn't say the following words. In the end, he could only shut up with a dejected look on his face.

Jiang Ciyuan walked up to him and looked down at him with an extremely dignified and unquestionable look.

"Is the city lord really involved in this?"

The shopkeeper said nothing, but his action was undoubtedly tantamount to consent.

Seeing this, Jiang Ciyuan stopped wasting words and took out his disciple card to convey a message to his master.

If only the Jingyue Building black shop was involved, then he could deal with this group of people at will.

But now that the city lord is also involved, the Xiaoyao Sect must step in to resolve the issue.

The head sect leader quickly answered the call.

Jiang Ciyuan only had time to call out "Master" before he was interrupted by the sect leader.

"Have you seen Qiao Qiao?"

His voice was as cold as ever, but his speaking speed was slightly faster than usual, and one could hear his concern for Yan Zhiqiao.

Jiang Ciyuan did not respond, but lowered his head and placed the disciple card in front of Yan Zhiqiao.

Yan Zhiqiao didn't feel guilty at all and called out softly and obediently.

"Ow..."

Master.

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere was quiet for two seconds before the headmaster's cold and inhuman voice was heard.

"When you come back, I will punish you severely."

"Ow..."

Master…

Yan Zhiqiao immediately acted pitiful, speaking in a pathetic tone.

However, this time the leader has made up his mind to punish her severely and will not let her get away with it so easily.

He ignored Yan Zhiqiao and turned to ask Jiang Ciyuan.

"Aci, is there anything I can do with the voice transmission?"

Jiang Ciyuan informed him of the entire situation of Jingyue Tower and Wunian City.

After hearing this, the headmaster's tone darkened.

"Master will send a message to Qingxu right away and ask him to send a disciple to take charge of this matter. You guys stay in Jingyue Tower for now and keep an eye on the people."

"Yes."

After the voice transmission was cut off, Jiang Ciyuan took out a rope from his Qiankun bag and tied up the shopkeeper's hands and feet.

Huaixi came out of the guest room at some point and saw Jiang Ciyuan holding a rope and preparing to tie up the four people who had fainted in the room, so she hurried forward.

"Brother Qiao Qiao, can I help you?"

Jiang Ciyuan paused and looked at Huaixi with a more scrutinizing look.

It’s not because of the slightly funny name, but the word “Qiao Qiao” is a bit too intimate.

He suppressed the slight displeasure rising in his heart and asked the question even though he knew the answer.

"Are you Huaixi?"

"Yes."

Huaixi nodded, and a warm smile appeared on his fresh and handsome face.

Jiang Ciyuan had a blank expression on his face and remained unmoved.

If it weren't for etiquette, he wouldn't want to pay any attention to Huaixi at all.

"My name is Jiang Ciyuan, and I'm Yan Zhiqiao's third senior brother."

After saying that, he walked towards the guest room.

"Ow..."

and many more!

Yan Zhiqiao suddenly spoke up, stopping Jiang Ciyuan in his tracks.

She raised her right paw towards Huaixi, and Huaixi immediately extended his wrist to her tacitly.

Obviously Jiang Ciyuan understood the demon language and could help translate the message, but Yan Zhiqiao and Huaixi seemed to have forgotten about it.

——Hold me, I will get you some medicine to heal your wounds.

Taking advantage of his height, Jiang Ciyuan could clearly see what Yan Zhiqiao wrote on Huaixi's wrist.

The tacit understanding between the two, the intimacy between their words, and the trusting gesture when she stretched out her hands to Huaixi after she finished writing, all made Jiang Ciyuan's eyes dim.

A few days ago, when the master discovered that Yan Zhiqiao had disappeared from Yunwu Cliff and might have been seriously injured, he was worried all day, fearing that Yan Zhiqiao's life might be in danger.

At first, he and Gu Qingyan would go down the mountain every day to look for people, and use disciple cards to send messages, but they were never picked up.

At that time he could only comfort himself that Yan Zhiqiao might have fainted and didn't see it, but the soul lamp was still on, proving that she was not dead.

But the worries in my heart are growing day by day.

Today, he sent the message with the intention of giving it a try.

The moment the voice transmission was finally connected, the heavy stone in Jiang Ciyuan's heart fell away.

But at this moment, the huge rock seemed to come back again, pressing on his heart and making him feel a little breathless.

It seems that Yan Zhiqiao was with this fish during the time he disappeared.

As soon as this thought came into his mind, Jiang Ciyuan didn't know why he cared so much.

And when Huaixi obediently reached out and was about to take the little monster away from his chest, he subconsciously took a step back.

Huaixi was stunned, and Yan Zhiqiao blinked slightly in confusion.

The next moment, Huaixi reacted and thought that Jiang Ciyuan did not see clearly what Yan Zhiqiao wrote, so he began to explain.

"Friend Jiang Daoist, it was Qiao Qiao who asked me to hold her."

When he said this, there was some dried blood on his lips.

Jiang Ciyuan said "hmm" coldly, still not handing Yan Zhiqiao to him, but took out a bottle of Huiyuan Dan from his Qiankun bag and handed it to him.

"Hui Yuan Dan."

Without waiting for Huaixi to react, he forced the bottle of elixir into Huaixi's hands, then continued walking towards the guest room with the rope in his hand as if he didn't see it but was distracted.

Jiang Ciyuan rarely shows his joy, except when facing people he dislikes.