My Empress is My Bad Girl

The child looked at her: "What's wrong with your voice? What do you do with the scarf?"

"I...have a pimple on my face, it's ugly." Bell dropped his eyes.

"Take it down and let me have a look."

"Master, ugly."

"Your master is not ugly at all!"

The toddler stretched out his hand and tore off the towel on her face.

Bell's face was swollen like a steamed bun, blood-stained, and his lips were torn.

The toddler was shocked: "How did you do it?"

The bell lowered his head.

The child turned around and looked at Sun Li: "You did it?"

Sun Li was stunned: "In your eyes, my Sun Li is so wicked? Bullying a lowly martial arts disciple?"

"You haven't bullied me?"

"That's because..." Sun Li paused and hummed, "You are also a direct disciple."

The child said: "I know you bullied me, not because I was also a direct disciple, but because I was jealous."

"I didn't."

"I don't tell you. Since it's not you, don't talk."

The toddler looked back at the bell, "You said, who made it."

Belling said: "It's a few inner disciples. I asked them to make way. I want to go over the rope first. They didn't let me. They also said that I lied and pretended to be a disciple of Misty Peak."

"Do you remember those people?"

"remember."

"You remember, don't forget."

Sun Li couldn't help but said, "Zhao You, you are not going to kill someone."

The child smiled grimly: "What will happen if you kill it?"

"...There are rules to help, even if you are a direct disciple, you can't kill people at will."

"I will definitely give them a sigh of relief."

Bell was listening and said, "Master, I'm really fine, don't fight with others."

"My master can fight for me, but I can't fight for my apprentice? We can't lose the fine traditions of misty peaks." At this point, the child suddenly moved in his heart.

She thought that between these elders on weekdays, although they didn’t talk about being intimate, they were still in peace. This elder didn’t seem to be a troublemaker, and Master wasn’t a person who would cause trouble. stand up?

Could it be because of her disciple?

The child became more suspicious. Although she wanted to question the great elder, she also knew that she was not qualified to question someone whose martial arts was much higher than her.

At this moment, Zhang Lichen's door opened.

Mu Gong wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked out with a tired face.

The three of them hurriedly surrounded.

"How about Elder Eight?" Sun Li asked first.

Mu Gong sighed: "No way."

"What can't you do?" Sun Li changed her expression, "Could it be... the eighth elder is dead?"

The child glared at her: "You came here to curse my master?"

Sun Li ignored her and looked at Mu Gong anxiously.

Mu Gong said: "It's not dead yet, but I can't heal him."

The child said: "I heard that the Twelve Elders are the most superb doctors in Piaoyunzhuang. If you can't even help you, wouldn't the Master be more fierce than good."

Mu Gong snorted: "That's just a rumor from you ignorant people. The person with the best medical skills in Piaoyunzhuang has never been me."

"Who is it?" the toddler asked.

"The owner."

Sun Li said, "It turned out to be the owner? I don't know."

Mu Gong said: "You have only come to Piaoyun for a few years. What can you know. The young master was born weak. In order to heal him, the owner searched all over the world and read countless medical books. Although the young master was not completely cured, she herself Become a master of rejuvenation."