Kuai Chuan: Why did you mess with her?She came as a plug-in!

"You are so sensible, you already know how to self-reflect."

Mingyue smiled and pinched Ah Yue's soft face.

Ah Yue opened her small mouth and asked fiercely, "What reflection? Why should I reflect? I don't know how to reflect!"

"Very good, I will take stock of myself three times a day and keep working hard. I hope you will reflect on it when I come back."

Ah Yue's eyes were red with anger due to Mingyue's erroneous conversation, but she could only watch as Mingyue disappeared in front of her eyes.

Ahhhhh—stinky guardian!She wants to apply for a replacement!

When Ming Yue found Zhu Ji, she saw Zhu Ji slashing at the air with red eyes. When he saw Ming Yue's figure, he tilted his head in confusion.

"Sigh~"

Zhu Ji put his head in his hands and squatted on the ground. After a while, he stood up from the ground. He raised his pale lips and smiled, "This place is so poisonous. You all died when I came in. I have been killing monsters. In the end, I couldn’t kill them all, but luckily you came.”

"Can you make seafood sashimi?"

Mingyue and Liang were holding different kinds of seafood and asked questions seriously.

"...Bring it here."

He actually imagined that a foodie would sympathize with him.

Mingyue gave a kind smile and said, "The seasonings are ready for you."

Zhuji took it over resignedly and began to process the ingredients, thinking that the ice sword he made with black iron stone would one day be used for cooking.

"By the way, how did you find me here?"

"That's how I found it."

Mingyue picked up a piece of salmon, dipped it in a little mustard, and put it in her mouth.

Zhu Ji dealt with the crab shell absently, "I don't know how your apprentice and Xie Si are doing?"

Mingyue didn't answer, concentrating on cooking.

Jing Yao and Su Xueer both vomited blood, and both of them had a fierce look in their eyes that refused to admit defeat. Jing Yao clenched the whip in his hand tightly, still unable to control the trembling of his hands. "Jing Yao, you have to accept your fate as a good-for-nothing. I can't bear to see you relying on your cleverness for a long time."

Su Xueer barely held herself up, her eyes full of greed. The whip was so powerful. Even Jing Yao, a loser, was worthy of using it?

Jing Yao groaned and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I wouldn't."

What is life?
Why should she accept her fate?
Su Xueer stared at Jing Yao coldly, like someone looking at a dead person. She raised her chin and said, "In that case, I will let you see what the gap is and what acceptance of fate means."

Su Xueer's figure rushed toward Jing Yao like lightning, but Jing Yao didn't dodge and faced her instead.

In Su Xueer's eyes, such an act of seeking death was seeking death. With a cruel smile on her lips, she swung the scimitar in her hand mercilessly towards Jing Yao's fatal spot.

In the flash of lightning, Jing Yao squatted down fiercely, and Su Xueer slashed down quickly.

However, Jing Yao ducked behind Su Xue'er and swung the whip in his hand mixed with spiritual power towards Su Xue'er's back. A blood-red trace instantly oozed blood.

"You are fine."

Su Xueer turned around, gritted her teeth and uttered three words, and her moves became more and more fierce.

Jing Yao knew that he was no match for Su Xueer, so he avoided the opponent's attacks in a panic, trying to find the opponent's flaws.

"Thank you, Master Si!"

Jing Yao suddenly spoke up.

Su Xueer froze on the spot, turned around and looked behind her, but there was no one behind her. Su Xueer, who knew that she had been deceived, could not hide her anger.

The next second her neck was wrapped around the whip. Su Xueer's face turned red and she stared at Jing Yao angrily, "Despicable, despicable!"

Listening to Su Xueer's difficult voice, Jing Yao's eyes were cold and piercing, and he tightened his whip unceremoniously, "Despicable? As long as I can win, I don't care whether the trick is justice or despicable."

Her experience from childhood to now tells her that as long as she lives, no matter what method is useful, it is a good method.

(End of this chapter)