Time passed quietly for a stick of incense, and the ashes suddenly fell into the incense burner, making a slight sound.
Dongmen Siyi was frightened.
After coming back to his senses, he touched his cheek with his palm, feeling a slight burning sensation.
Oh my god, why did you blush suddenly in front of so many stupid boys?
She was frightened by her strange state.
She stood up in a hurry and stepped on the hem of her skirt that was scattered on the ground, instantly losing her balance.
"Ah," she screamed, throwing herself forward.
Soon enough, the man sitting opposite pushed the low table away and reached out to catch her.
A lean and ordinary face of a man came into view.
Dongmen Siyi suddenly became incoherent and extremely embarrassed.
She threw the man to the ground with a backhand.
What the hell In just one day, Dongmen Siyi was eaten by two men.
Forget about that little gangster, at least he's handsome, but the person in front of him looks so ordinary.
So angry, so angry She was so angry that she wanted to kick him down the mountain.
But in front of everyone, Dongmen Siyi now represents not only herself, but also the face of the Danyang Sect, and she cannot be restrained from acting as recklessly as usual.
Pulling off the rice paper that was not yet dry, he looked disgusted, and a few big words appeared on the paper: "Qian Chengyang" Mu Chuyue followed the reputation and finally saw the real person.
The man lying on the ground was around twenty, wearing gray and black cloth clothes, with a thin face, and a bit of agility in his lean body.
Wasn't he the liar?
"No way, Qian Chengyang, who is famous all over the world, is actually him" a cunning businessman who wanders around the market Mu Chuyue was speechless.
As expected, the rumors could not be fully believed.
In this case, the old and new hatreds can be considered together.
Mu Chuyue raised the corners of her mouth, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and watched with interest the first interaction between these legendary happy enemies.
"You must have cheated."
Dongmen Siyi slammed the table, the low table shattered, and a trace of mana faintly dispersed.
"Fifth level practitioner of gathering spirit" everyone present exclaimed, as if shocked by her tyrannical strength.
He has reached the middle stage of the Soul Gathering Realm at the age of eighteen.
If he works harder, he may even break through to the Sumeru Realm before he is twenty.
Such talent is enviable.
Qian Chengyang had only succeeded in gathering souls, and had barely reached the lowest level for a member of the Danyang Sect.
At this time, Dongmen Siyi stared at him condescendingly, and the red glow on his face was even brighter against the setting sun.
Suddenly, his eyes turned dull when he looked at her.
"Look again and I'll dig out your eyeballs."
A footprint ruthlessly appeared on Qian Chengyang's obsessed face. puff Mu Chuyue couldn't help laughing, and then she realized something was wrong and buried her head.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Dongmen Siyi's skirt flew up and she rushed towards her angrily.
She grabbed her collar and pulled her up: "Little beggar, how dare you make fun of me?"
"No, no, no, I was deeply captured by senior sister's majesty and domineering attitude."
Hearing this, Dongmen Siyi's expression relaxed a lot, and she turned to look at Mu Chuyue's cat-like face.
"Hey, you little beggar looks familiar to me.
We must have met before somewhere."
"I heard that senior sister loves food, so I don't know if it will suit your appetite."
Mu Chuyue sweated profusely and quickly raised the oil paper bag in front of the woman's eyes, using the opportunity to change the subject.
A sweet aroma of dim sum floated into the tip of my nose: "Ah, it's a Yipin crisp.
This one is hard to buy."
When the alarm was lifted, Mu Chuyue thought she had escaped danger.
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