Chapter 172: A Black-Bellied Old Fox 2

"Ah... What are you doing! It hurts!"

After the "disinfection", Di Shifang pinched 6 Jiuque's face directly, squinted his eyes, and said dangerously: "You also know the pain? Then why did you let him touch your head? Otherwise, just chop off your head next time? I think digging your eyes is useless. Hunter Δwen.com "Is that man so good? !

What!

Chop off the head? !

That's too much! !

6 Jiuque choked, slapped Di Shifang's hand down, and stepped back with trembling legs.

Damn it, this big devil gets sick all the time, she can't resist it.

"And... I didn't let him touch it... You... You are making trouble!"

After that, in order to show that he was very imposing, 6 Jiuque glared at Di Shifang fiercely, dragged the heavy broom, and walked into the Sutra Library without looking back.

Damn it!

She really has no status, everyone bullies her!

As soon as I entered, I saw an old man with white hair, carrying a small stool and sitting aside.

He was eating melon seeds and throwing them everywhere, and he didn't forget to glare at 6 Jiuque and said in a rough voice.

"You are the disciple who came to clean today, why are you here so late? Eh? Are you a new disciple? Humph, as a disciple, you are also punished to clean the Sutra Pavilion, you must not know the rules! Go quickly, you are not allowed to eat if you don't finish cleaning today!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a mocking laugh came.

"Hahaha, come and see, the direct disciple is here to sweep the floor."

"Tsk tsk, you were so popular yesterday, but you still have to be punished?"

"So what if you have high talent? You are just a nouveau riche, you are lowly in your bones."

"That's right, look at this guy, he just walked out like a chicken coop, and he doesn't feel ashamed."

...

These people are wearing purple inner disciples' black robes, with arrogant expressions and disdainful eyes.

They are the ones who publicly laughed at 6 Jiuque yesterday.

Seeing 6 Jiuque standing with the old man, one of the girls with willow eyebrows and big eyes curled her lips in disgust and said: "Look, even here, she only talks to people like Old Man Yun who do odd jobs. Tsk tsk, it turns out that turtles and bastards are from the same country."

6 Jiuque raised his eyebrows and suddenly thought of the big devil who was still standing outside in a very bad way.

Tsk tsk, the big devil is also in the same group with her, right?

The big devil is said to be from the same country as turtles and bastards, so what is he?

A country bumpkin? !

"Puff... Hahahahaha..." Sorry, she couldn't help it, so she laughed first.

When 6 Jiuque laughed like this, several people felt puzzled, and thought she was sick, and she was seriously ill.

Looking at 6 Jiuque's face, he looked even more contemptuous.

As soon as Di Shifang came in, he saw the girl with a chicken coop hair, smiling slyly.

Her phoenix eyes curved into a crescent shape, cunning and smart.

Then when her eyes fell on him, she immediately trembled like a cat seeing a mouse.

Well, she was thinking about him.

And it was not a good thing.

If he could, he really wanted to pry open her head to see what was inside.

Seeing the "country bumpkin" devil walking towards him with a cold face, 6 Jiuque quickly straightened his chest and made a fierce look.

Di Shifang looked at her strong appearance and weak, fangs and claws, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, and naturally reached out his hand to tidy up her messy hair...