The little apprentice sister is so fierce. She live broadcasted digging holes and setting up graves

There were intermittent sounds and heavy breathing.

You can figure out what the people inside are doing even with your toes.

Although Shen He had not experienced it himself, he had seen pigs run, so he could be considered an old driver.

But thinking of Master Yaoyang's face, Shen He just wanted to say: I'm going to get styes!

In order not to waste eye drops, Shen He directly threw out two explosive talismans.

The purpose was naturally not to blow anyone to death. She was not here to silence anyone today. She was just bored and wanted to make trouble for Shen Rongrong.

And make some pocket money at the same time.

"Boom!"

"What's going on? Who dares to act wildly in front of this alchemist?"

Alchemist Yaoyang put on his clothes and roared angrily.

"Master, it's Shen He, it must be Shen He!"

The blush on Shen Rongrong's face faded, and she hid behind Master Yaoyang in panic, tidying up her clothes in a hurry.

Shen He waited until the dust had settled before walking out and waving at the two of them pretentiously.

"Hello, I'm a fairy visiting you. Master Yaoyang wouldn't be unwelcome, would he?"

Shen He waved her white and tender little paws and deliberately held up the photo stone, fearing that the two would not know that she had left evidence.

"Well, if you two want to practice dual cultivation, I, as an outsider, can't interfere.

But I'm just a child, I can't watch those scenes that are not suitable for children, I can only throw two talismans to remind you not to be beasts."

Shen He's sweet words could make the person on the other side furious.

But Shen He seemed completely unaware and continued to approach.

She is in the Nascent Soul stage now, how can she be afraid of two Golden Cores?

"Shen Rongrong, you can't do it either! Where's the pure Yin body you promised? How come after all this time, your master still hasn't broken through?"

Shen He found a chair for himself, sat down, crossed his legs, and ate the snacks on the table in a familiar manner.

I have to say, Danfeng’s treatment is really good!

The material of these tables and chairs is the good stuff that can emit spiritual energy in the Qingyu Sect's meeting hall.

Fortunately, I also got a set of extortion, otherwise I would have been jealous.

But good things never come easy, so Shen He decided to take them away later.

And the dim sum is not ordinary either.

The honey inside is the honey of the flying red wasps used for alchemy, and it is also the honey collected from the five-colored cloud spirit fruit flowers.

Even the flour used to make cakes was irrigated with water from the stream in the back mountain of Qingyu Sect.

At first, the original owner envied his disciples who could go there to cleanse their bones and marrow after they advanced.

In short, Master Yaoyang knows how to enjoy life.

And Shen He knows how to rob.

So, take some more away later.

Compared to the broken pills made by Master Yaoyang, Shen He prefers the raw materials.

"Shen He, as a junior, how can you disrespect my master? Could it be that the Xuantian Sect wants to break up with the Qingyu Sect?"

Shen Rongrong looked at the calm and relaxed Shen He, and couldn't suppress the nameless anger in her heart.

You're obviously a dead girl who's worse than a beggar, so why is she living such a comfortable life?

Shen He should be the pitiful creature who humbly begs her to look at him more and say a few more words!

"Haha! In the world of cultivation, people are willing to give some respect to seniority, but I like to speak with strength."

After showing off another piece of dessert, Shen He smiled at the master and disciple who didn't dare to take action.

He guessed that they already knew his cultivation level, so he endured it.

So boring.

Taking the initiative can easily damage your merits.

It's not worth it for scumbags.

Moreover, Shen Rongrong's luck has not been exhausted. Once Shen He makes the first move, his own luck will be depleted.

It can also be said that it was rebounded by the heroine's halo.

What a fuck!

"Shen He, how can you be so rude? I know you hate me..."

Again!

Shen He rolled his eyes.

There is no need to care about your image in front of your enemies.

"Shen Rongrong, you've slept with so many men, why haven't you improved your skills?"

Shen He poured himself a cup of honey water to moisten his throat.

After drinking this good stuff, my dantian feels moisturized, which is really comfortable.

"Don't act like that with me. Even if you're not tired of it, I've seen enough. If you really feel sorry for me, then just commit suicide and make amends. I promise not to cause trouble for Danfeng in the future."

Shen He was too lazy to listen to the gossip, fearing that he would throw up what he had eaten with great difficulty.

It's shameful to waste food!

Thinking of this, Shen He began to put things into the storage ring.

Even the food box on the table was not spared.

After all, this food box is made of special material.

It can keep food fresh and lock in spiritual energy. It seems that Xuantian Sect does not have such a good thing.

"Shen He, don't go too far! This alchemist..."

Angered by Shen He's arrogant attitude, Master Yaoyang flicked his sleeves and wanted to teach him a lesson.

Being in a high position all the year round and being flattered by others, Master Yaoyang is not a good-tempered person.

But his memory was obviously not good and he forgot the message he had received before.

Shen He ate a piece of dessert calmly, and when the spiritual power brushed his face and ruffled the hair on his forehead, he waved his hand lightly.

That casual attitude was as if there was a disturbing fly in front of him.

"what!"

"boom!"

"puff!"

Alchemist Yaoyang was thrown away by Shen He and slammed hard against the wall behind him.

To be precise, it was Shen Rongrong who was hit, turning her into a sandwich.

"Tsk tsk! Master Yaoyang is already quite old, with one foot in the coffin. Hasn't he ever heard the saying, 'Don't despise the poor young?'"

Shen He was holding a plate with a piece of dessert on it.

It would be so bad if we don’t eat it and waste it!

"Although I'm young and have just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, you, a broken Golden Core, have the nerve to fight me?"

Shen He walked towards the two people with a heartless pace, admiring the scene of them spitting tomato juice.

Forget about the ugly man in front, Shen Rongrong in the back is worthy of being the heroine. Even with her mouth full of red, she is still charming.

"Look at what you've done to Shen Rongrong. She's useless now. How many pills will it take to heal her after such a blow? If we want to practice dual cultivation again, it will take quite a while. What a pity!"

Shen He finished the last piece of dessert and threw the plate into the storage ring.

We are good babies and cannot litter.

"Puff! Shen He, how dare you hurt me!"

Alchemist Yaoyang pointed at Shen He and questioned him angrily.

Shen He took the cold iron whip and slapped it hard on the back of Master Yaoyang's hand.

A bloodstain appeared instantly, but then a chill spread out.

Although not all alchemists have fire spiritual roots, Alchemist Yaoyang happens to be one of them, and he is most afraid of cold air entering his body.

"Be more polite when speaking to this fairy. I'm not your mother, and I won't tolerate your bad habits!"

Shen He was disgusted by the dirty eyes and waved the cold iron whip again, trying to beat Master Yaoyang.

But this time, Master Yaoyang reacted quickly and hid aside, then hurriedly took out the pill and ate it.

If the cold air enters his body, he will not be able to refine pills, and he will lose his position as the master of Danfeng.

Must be suppressed.

Shen He curled her lips. She didn't care whether Master Yaoyang was dead or alive.

It’s not a bad idea to let him stay and cause trouble for the Qingyu Sect, so let him go for now.

"Shen He, what on earth do you want to do?"

Shen Rongrong covered her chest and asked in a trembling voice, with obvious fear in her eyes.

Shen He poked Shen Rongrong's lower abdomen with his cold iron whip and asked sweetly, "Guess?"