Doting on the Immortal: Princess Xiaoyao

Chapter 147 Shave the beard 2
After thinking about it, Qian Shangxian moved the knife in front of Taoist Fuyi: "I don't believe it, unless you do it again and send me back."

"Go back?" Taoist Fuyi shook his head, and then shook his head again to show his affirmation, "You can't go back."

"why?"

"Because you don't belong to that world."

Qian Shangxian gritted his teeth and put the knife on his beard: "I don't belong to that world? I was born there, where do I belong to if I don't belong to that world? If you continue to circle around with me, I will... …so I……"

Qian Shangxian gesticulated on his face, Taoist Fuyi hurriedly protected his beard.

Qian Shangxian suddenly laughed, Taoist Fuyi cherishes his beard very much, this is deterrent even without his life!
Thinking about it, Qian Shangxian pressed the knife closer to his beard: "Okay, if you don't tell me, then I will... cut off all your beard!"

"Don't!" Taoist Fuyi was really anxious, "Well, I can only tell you that...the reason why you appeared in that world is because you went to the wrong place when you were reincarnated, so I want to get you back .It’s not my fault. If you didn’t go to the wrong place, I wouldn’t have to wait so many years to get you back. You don’t know how lonely time and space are. Fortunately, I’m a cultivator, so it’s fine if I’m not crazy. , you should thank me!"

Qian Shangxian didn't know who Taoist Fuyi was, but she knew that Master Fuyou was a formidable person, and his junior was definitely not an ordinary person.

However, Taoist Fuyi said nothing.

Taking a deep breath, Qian Shangxian nodded: "Don't say it, right? Okay, you wait."

After finishing speaking, Qian Shangxian took out a rope from his waist and quickly tied Taoist Fuyi's hands behind his back.

She has practiced the speed of tying oil cakes at home before, so it is no problem to tie her hands.

Taoist Fuyi struggled: "Girl, don't, if you have something to say, let's talk about it, okay?"

Qian Shangxian smiled coldly: "I have nothing to say to you. Since you don't want to say it, then I won't force others to do anything."

"That's good." Taoist Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief, "Then you let me go?"

Qian Shangxian continued to smile coldly: "No, I have to relieve my anger."

As he spoke, Qian Shangxian swayed the knife in his hand and stuck it to the root of Taoist Fuyi's beard.

Taoist Fuyi shouted: "Girl, girl, you can't force others to make things difficult for you. I really can't say that this is a secret, but I guarantee that you will know the ins and outs of this matter in a short time, so... ah, my beard !"

A few minutes later, Qian Shangxian straightened up, blew off the beard on the knife in his hand, and looked at the beardless Taoist Fuyi with satisfaction, the beardless Taoist Fuyi was very young and handsome, And the complexion is rosy, and there are few wrinkles. If it is not for the silver hair, no one will believe that the owner of such a face is actually an old man.

He took the lamp off the lamp stand, and put it on the bench, facing the rope between Taoist Fuyi's hands.

After finishing all this, Qian Shangxian said with a smile: "After I leave, your rope will break soon. As for your beard, you should think about it. If you don't tell me the truth and send me away, your rope will be broken." I'll shave off every inch of beard, it doesn't matter, we'll spend it, anyway, I have foreign debts to pay, I have plenty of time."

(End of this chapter)