Chapter 3: We are both old turtles, why are we so anxious to stew each other
Hearing this, the other disciples all let out a "tsk".
"That's it. Don't those little bastards often come to cause trouble for us?"
Only Song Zhexia's hand holding the cup trembled for a while.
The sect next door?
Isn’t that the Luoyun Sect?
The two sects were very close to each other, but the disciples on both sides had always been incompatible, and they were always shouting that they wanted to fight across a peak. Whenever the elders passed by, they would always sigh, "The monkeys on both sides of the river are crying non-stop."
Although both sides were very crazy, the fight never broke out.
The reason is very simple. Qianqiu Pavilion is poor and decadent, and all the disciples are old-fashioned. The leader even took away all the spiritual stones of the sect a few years ago and ran away with his sister-in-law.
The head sect leader ran away, and the elders went down the mountain to do part-time fortune-telling jobs. They could only come back three to four days a week. These disciples were like herded sheep, relying entirely on their own consciousness to practice, and they were usually trying to make money to survive.
The people of Qianqiu Pavilion might not do other things, but if you hurt their fellow disciples even a little bit——
They can feign illness and blackmail you into bankruptcy.
[Ahhh! Save me! ]
Hearing the call from the turtle, Song Zhexia suddenly came to his senses and found that the turtle that was originally placed on the seat was gone.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and when she saw the turtle being pressed on the table by the boy, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she almost couldn't hold back the expression on her face, "Wei, Senior Brother Wei, what are you doing?"
[Damn you Wei Goubi! Let go of my turtle, it's so cute, how can you hurt it?!]
The boy stood by the small table, holding a sharp knife in his long, fair hands. His knuckles were very delicate and beautiful, with a thin layer of skin on the back of his hands, and his tendons and bones were clear and strong. He glanced at the turtle with a relaxed look and exerted force on his wrist.
Start sharpening the knife with this tortoise shell.
The turtle immediately retreated into its shell, crying. [This is so inhuman! ]
Song Zhexia couldn't help but complain, "Turtle, you are still a beast, so weak."
Turtle: [I'm sorry for being born a turtle. 】
"..."
Song Zhexia bit her lip. As her blood surged, tears began to fall uncontrollably. Her thin shoulders trembled slightly. "Senior Brother Wei, hmm."
The girl is beautiful, and she looks even more fragile when she cries. Any normal man in the world would feel distressed when seeing her.
Wei Jinyou is obviously not a normal person.
The young man stopped, his eyes turned cold, like a bottomless black vortex, his thin lips moved slightly, "What's wrong, Xia Xia?"
Glancing at the girl's peach-like swollen eyes, Wei Jinyou suddenly felt restless.
Why are you crying again?
Seeing him staring at her, Song Zhexia hid her face and said in a soft tone, "You will scare Guigui like this."
"Oh." Wei Jinyou replied calmly, his tone revealing a sickly coldness, "I think its shell is quite sharp."
He swung the knife in his hand flexibly and suddenly stuck it on the table next to the turtle, "Just in time..."
"Xia Xia hasn't eaten meat for a long time. How about I help you kill this turtle and make soup?"
"Brother Wei, this isn't very..." Song Zhexia suddenly raised his voice in the middle of his words, "What, there's meat to eat?"
Wei Jinyou:?
Turtle: ???
[What about the relationship between us? What about responsibility? What about love? Jiumin!!!]
Song Zhexia laughed wickedly: [I don’t want to either, but I’m really hungry.]
Guigui immediately understood that the bitch was bargaining, crying, "Save me, and I promise you will eat meat every day from now on!"
[It’s a deal. If there’s no meat to eat one day, I’ll give you to this bitch.]
Turtle: ...
Your heart is black!!!
"Brother Wei, Da-me!"
Under Wei Jinyou's gaze, Song Zhexia cried bitterly, her long eyelashes trembling, "I picked up the turtle myself. After more than a month of living together, I have developed feelings for it."
"Feelings?" Wei Jinyou's lips revealed a hint of sarcasm, "Senior Brother has been with you for so long, is it possible that he is not as good as this turtle?"
Song Zhexia: “…”
[You are just an old turtle bastard!!!]
Wei Jinyou smiled maliciously, "I can just stew this one and catch you a new one in a few days."
Song Zhexia sniffed his red nose, "This turtle is not an ordinary turtle, it, it can do somersaults!"
[We are both old turtles, why are we so anxious to stew each other! ]
Wei Jinyou: "..."
The young man narrowed his cold eyes and looked at the shivering turtle for a while, with an unclear emotion in his eyes.
At this time, another disciple ran in from outside and shouted, "Everyone, follow me quickly, there is something wrong outside!"
While Wei Jinyou was distracted, Song Zhexia quickly picked up Guigui and said to another disciple who ran in with red eyes: "What happened again?"
The disciple said anxiously, "The group of people from Luoyun Sect said that their fellow disciples disappeared nearby this morning, and now they are coming here with weapons. I'm afraid they are going to get serious this time. The elders and the eldest senior brother are not here, so we have to find a way to hold them back!"
【Those are the bodies you saw this morning. 】
Turtle clung to her arms, his eyes rolling around, [Their sect had run out of flints, so they wanted to steal the Fire Beads from our sect. When the male protagonist found out, they wanted to kill them to silence them, but they were killed by the male protagonist instead.]
Song Zhexia pursed her lips slightly.
Haha, this is a case of the evildoers getting into trouble.
Her innocent little face looked so well-behaved, and her wet fox eyes filled with tears added a bit of charm.
I was rubbing my hands under the table.
[Damn, what a pity! I didn’t even loot the valuables from the corpses before leaving this morning!]
If I had known we were so poor, I should have made the best use of everything!
Song Zhexia came to his senses and found that the boy next to him had been observing him, and his hair stood on end.
[Hey, these people must be here to cause trouble for this old dog!]
Turtle smacked his lips, [Yes.]
Song Zhexia's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at Wei Jinyou beside him, with a trace of worry in his eyes, "Brother Wei, let's go and take a look too."
The latter stared at Song Zhexia with his deep, cold eyes for a moment, and then a hint of indifference appeared at the corner of his lips, "Okay, I'll go with Xia Xia."
He looked at the girl walking right in front of him, and a look of violence suddenly appeared in his pupils.
Do you really want to see something happen to you?
I'm afraid she will be disappointed.
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Thick dark clouds blocked out the sunlight, casting a dense shadow on the ground. In the back mountain trial field, many disciples with serious expressions gathered above the two peaks.
When Song Zhexia arrived, he happened to hear the leading senior brother of Luoyun Sect saying, "This morning, several of our fellow disciples passed by your sect and never returned, so I led the disciples to look for them. We didn't find their figures, but we found their dissipated spirits in the back mountain. I think they must have been killed by you guys!"
After saying that, he turned the azure spirit disk in his hand, and the pointer fell straight into the crowd.
His gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on a handsome boy with a high ponytail. He frowned and said sharply, "It's you!"
The boy was wearing a light purple narrow-waist brocade robe with a circle of snow-white warm rabbit fur around his shoulders. He had a straight nose, dull eyebrows and eyes, and a tiny crimson earring adorned on his cold, white and flexible left earlobe. The enchanting red was like a blooming flower in the falling snow, adding a touch of brightness to the boy's beauty.
Seeing the Luoyun Sect's senior disciple looking at him, Wei Jinyou's slightly pale face changed slightly, and his light-colored lips curled up slightly in a playful manner, "Oh?"
"You mean, I killed him?"