Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

A drop of crystal blood slid down her cheek and dripped onto the ground. She gently reached out and touched the side of her face, stunned for a moment.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice changed from faint to sharp.

“Aa ...

A scream pierced the sky, sharp and full of disgust. Her eyes gradually became sinister, and she walked towards the young man with firm steps. Every step she took was filled with great pressure, and her aura shocked the surrounding immortals who were not yet advanced enough, and they all collapsed to the ground.

"How dare you treat me like this, how dare you, how dare you destroy my appearance..."

The sound was so loud that it could be heard even on the other side of the mountain. Seeing this, countless thoughts flashed through Wen Baixu's mind, but none of them could match her speed.

There was a creepy smile at the corner of her mouth, and her bloody red lips made it even more creepy.

"I originally thought that my junior brother's disciple was a rare talent, but this one looks just like an ordinary person, except that his skin is a little more delicate. However, such perfect skin coupled with such inappropriate behavior really deserves to be punished. I know that my junior brother is busy with his work, so let me, his aunt, teach him the rules of Qingyun Immortal Sect."

As he spoke, a pretty shadow flew in front of him, raised his hand with a ferocious face and was about to swing the sword in his hand.

"Senior sister, if you act this way, aren't you afraid of offending others..."

"Heh~ Junior Brother, don't forget, Master said before he died that no one can easily execute me unless it is a crime of destroying the sect, and you won't... after all..."

At this point, the woman curled her lips and stopped talking. She just turned her head slightly with her eyes wide open. The panicked look of the boy in front of her was reflected in her eyes, and the woman's face became even more excited.

"Are you scared? Wait a minute, and you won't be scared anymore. After all, how can a dead person be scared?"

As he spoke, his hand, which was raised high, slowly fell down amid the woman's laughter...

Countless thoughts surged in the boy's mind at this moment, and he even wanted to slap himself in the face, but soon, when the cold light was about to fall in front of his eyes, a childish voice sounded.

"Master, who made you so angry? Tell me quickly and I will take care of him."

As she spoke, a small figure appeared in front of everyone. She had her hands on her waist, and her sleeves had been rolled up to her arms, revealing a small arm as thin as a lotus root.

"Why are you here? Leave quickly..."

The woman was annoyed when she heard that and was about to continue her actions without even turning her head. She heard someone behind her say, "Master, as the oldest person who has been in Qingyun Immortal Sect the longest, you should know that if you were to do this, the matter might become irreversible, and no one would be able to save you by then..."

He blinked his big eyes and looked at her, as if he was doing something for her.

"How could it be... I am the only one left by Master..."

"But the current head is not the master, but someone else..."

As she spoke, she lifted her little foot, walked to the woman, pointed at the man standing in front of her and said, "He is fearless alone, but are you sure you want to fight for this little follower who can be crushed to death by you, and... and behind him are the three peak masters, think about it carefully, if..."

She didn't finish her words, but just paused symbolically and winked at him. While the woman was brainstorming, two people, one big and one small, one tall and one short, appeared in front of her and strung together information...

After a moment, the sword held high above the boy's head disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a man who turned his back but remained silent for a long time.

The two people facing each other winked at each other for a long time, and then the boy's voice rang out.

"I am so sorry, Aunt Master. I have been so rude and offended you. I beg you to forgive me for my youth and ignorance. Can you let me make amends..."

As he spoke, the young man bowed his hands slightly,

"How to remedy..."

The woman didn't care at first, she just wanted to have a way out, but she didn't expect this guy to...

"Boy... There is a rumor in my hometown that there is a person with imperfect appearance who washes his face with morning dew every day and takes a secret recipe called Danshen..."

He closed his mouth before he finished speaking, refusing to say a word

The anxious woman turned around and looked at him

"Why don't you tell me? If you don't, I will kill you..."

After saying this, a gleam of light appeared in the palm of his hand, but Wen Baixu raised his head and looked at her in embarrassment. Under her pressure, he continued

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but Master Auntie may not be able to accept these things."

"How could that be? Just tell me..."

After getting a positive answer, the young man continued, "The first one is Danshen sheep fat ointment. After boiling this ointment successfully, apply it on your face every morning after washing it with dew. Do this for an hour. If you persist for more than a month, you will see the effect. But if you want to recover to your original state or even better than before, you need..."

The young man paused, looked at the anxious man, gritted his teeth, and blurted out: "Take white aconite, myrrh, oyster, tuckahoe, and Chuanxiong and boil them into a paste. Apply it on your face every day. If you persist for a month, it will moisturize your face, remove spots, and beautify your skin... But these things are by no means easy to find..."

His eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes kept looking at the feet of the person in front of him, and his heart was beating fast.

After a long time, the person in front of him waved his hand gently and disappeared in front of everyone, and the others also bowed at the moment she disappeared.

"Is what you said really useful?"

"So what do you think..."

Wen Baixu glanced at the little guy who was talking, and raised his head nonchalantly.

"I think you are lying to her."

The little ripple stood up and turned to the boy.

"You're wrong. How could I be lying? I'm clearly..."

"Three days later, I hope to get a satisfactory answer when I come out of retreat..."

The thing that was originally flying in the air suddenly stood in front of him. Under the boy's horrified gaze, it suddenly caught fire and fell to the ground.

And his cold breath seemed to still linger in the air

The boy couldn't help but shudder, and looked around with his arms folded. Seeing that people were looking at him, he looked at the little guy with an embarrassed look on his face.

Lian Yi looked at him calmly, lip-reading "You deserve it" and then skipped outside...

Jiang Yue, who was standing next to him, waved his hand to disperse everyone, then turned to the young man and said embarrassedly

"Brother, uncle, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have put you..."

Bei Ming, who was standing behind the young man, waved his hand, walked to Wen Baixu, patted his arm, and smiled at him, "This is none of your business at all. It's obvious that she is bullying too much. Moreover, Wen Baixu saved her but she still..."

"Women dress up to please themselves..."

"I'm speaking for you, can't you hear me?"

He glared at the boy fiercely.

After receiving his scolding, Wen Baixu immediately lowered his head timidly, while Bei Ming, who was standing beside him, looked at him with interest, and then cast his gaze on Jiang Yue...