After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Chapter 289 People don’t have to be too normal to live.

Unexpectedly, Ling Miao was so calm, and Duan Yunzhou turned his head to look at his junior sister.

"Junior sister, have you already thought about how to do the self-examination?"

Ling Miao: "I don't need to think about that kind of thing. I can deliver a 5,000-word speech with nothing more than my brain."

Duan Yunzhou: "...To tell the truth, little junior sister, senior brother really feels that if you restrain yourself and be a good person, most of the beatings can be avoided."

Ling Miao acted very calmly towards the approaching crisis.

"You don't understand. You're high for a while and feel good for a while, and you feel good all the time. You don't have to be too normal to live."

After the child finished speaking, two shadows fell from behind her, firmly blocking the child's sunlight.

Qingyun's eerie and cold voice sounded from behind Ling Miao.

"Ling Miao, now that the matter is over, do you have anything else to say?"

The child raised his head and stared coldly at the two handsome or beautiful faces above him.

"I have done a lot of evil in my life, and meeting you makes me even."

Qingyun sneered, grabbed the child's back collar, and picked her up.

"Smelly kid, I have to beat you down today!"

Cang Wu, who was standing aside, was ready to hit her, but considering that Qingyun's temper was too fiery, he slightly frowned and said: "Don't get so angry, she is still a little girl after all, just give her a light beating."

Qingyun carried Ling Miao and left with Cang Wu, gritting his teeth as they walked, "I'm telling you, if this continues, sooner or later this kid will dare to bully you."

Cang Wu laughed, "No, don't think too far ahead."

Everyone in the Yuehua Sect watched the people settling the accounts leave.

Bai Chuluo suddenly remembered something and took out a few pea shooters from the mustard bag that Ling Miao had not had time to put away before.

"By the way, I helped my junior sister collect these strange magic weapons from her, but I haven't returned them to her yet."

Duan Yunzhou was familiar with Ling Miao's whereabouts.

"Then Fourth Junior Brother, you can go directly to the host to return it to the little junior sister later. It is estimated that after the masters finish beating her, they will put her to stand in front of the host."

Bai Chuluo: "Okay, I'll take it over in a moment."

Duan Yunzhou: "You won't have to take it for a while. Let's go there together. We just have to have a small meeting to discuss the second team battle tomorrow."

About half an hour later, Qingyun took the child and threw her to the main door. He stood in front of the door and slapped a flower pot on the child's head.

"Kid, think about it carefully, why no matter what day it is or which host gate you are at, you are the one who is punished every time!"

The child was holding the flower pot with a serious and sincere face, "Okay, Second Master, I will definitely reflect on it."

"..."

Qingyun: Good fellow, the fight was in vain again today.

The child looked at Cang Wu who was standing aside. He was cute and loved by everyone.

"Master, you have been beaten when you should, and you have been scolded when you should. Are you feeling better?"

Qingyun and Cangwu were stunned. Although they didn't understand why the child suddenly asked this, they still nodded subconsciously.

The child took out four mustard seed bags and held them up in front of Cang Wu with both hands.

"Then please Master, help me open these mustard seed bags."

Miao: Have you finished the fight? When you're done, open the mustard bag and don't delay me from plundering other people's property.

Cang Wu: "..."

After a while, Qingyun and Cangwu left together.

Cang Wu's steps were a little erratic. Qingyun sighed three times at a time, his back showing a lot of changes.

Ling Miao had just put away the four opened mustard seed bags. After a while, Jiang Jiming carried by Jiang Shang came over. Jiang Shang looked at Ling Miao with a half-smile but not a smile, and put it on Jiang Jiming's head. A flowerpot was also left.

Before leaving, Jiang Shang warned.

"Reflect on yourself and reflect on why you are reduced to standing here with this child."

Jiang Jiming: "..."

Ling Miao: "?"

What a strange yin and yang! What a sharp accusation! How presumptuous!

After Jiang Shang left, except for the curious disciples who passed by and watched the excitement and whispered from time to time, the two people standing there fell into silence.

Jiang Jiming stared at the flower pot with a dark face and said nothing.

After a while, Ling Miao leaned forward a little, tilted her head to look at Jiang Jiming's depressed expression.

"Why don't you smile? Is it because you don't like to smile by nature?"

The flower pot followed her movements, swaying over her head and even turning half a circle, but it just wouldn't fall.

Bystanders can easily tell at a glance that this child must have extensive experience in standing on top of flower pots, and he looks like an old stander at first glance.

Jiang Jiming: "I beg you, don't talk to me now."

He just felt that his mentality was about to collapse.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have anything to do with this weird kid.

Being close to this child will lead to misfortune, this is what he realized today.

Suddenly, the two of them felt some burning eyes coming from a certain direction, and Jiang Jiming turned his head and looked over.

Behind the door opened by the host, there were four heads looking in their direction. They were the four remaining descendants of the Yuehua Sect.

Jiang Jiming: "?"

Sure enough, the people of Yuehua Sect are just not normal.

The remaining four direct disciples of the Yuehua Sect waited for a while, and after confirming that Cang Wu, Qingyun and Jiang Shang would not come back, they slowly walked out from the host and stood around Ling Miao.

Ling Miao held the flower pot and raised her head to look at several senior brothers and sisters with confusion in her eyes.

Lin Qiancheng: "The four of us standing around the junior sister like this, it looks like we are here to settle a score with her. Doesn't it look too fierce?"

So the four of them took the small stool handed out by Lin Qiancheng and sat down around Ling Miao.

Ling Miao looked around at the senior brothers and sisters sitting around him.

"Good guys, is there anything special about today's penalty stand? Do you still need to form a group to watch?"

Xuan Si: "No, senior brother said that we have to discuss the matter of tomorrow's team battle. We will leave after the discussion and will not disturb you. When we return from the meeting, you can enjoy your once-a-day experience wholeheartedly. It’s time to stand.”

Ling Miao: ...such a strange yin and yang spirit...such a sharp accusation...

The small meeting begins.

Everyone looked directly at Duan Yunzhou, waiting for him to speak.

The four natural glances made Duan Yunzhou frown.

Duan Yunzhou said in a deep voice: "Did you carefully read the scroll I sent you last night? Find someone to explain it to you."

Last night, after they took a break after robbing, Duan Yunzhou specially sent the team battle rules provided by the Zongmen Alliance to the other four people for them to take a look at.

The other four people were stunned when they heard this, and their eyes began to wander, as if they were in class and suddenly encountered a teacher checking knowledge points and reciting them, but there was no relevant knowledge in their minds.