In the world of Zongman, the ruthless monks just want to play badly

Bai Li glanced at her again and said, "Because you already asked."

……

five minutes later.

Baili continued to walk forward, and Aiyin followed him with a huff, her cheeks puffed up like a pufferfish.

The pink-haired girl was secretly stabbing someone in her heart, while fiercely swearing in her heart that when Baili classmate confessed his feelings to her, she would return the humiliation today a hundredfold! Let him know that Anon-chan is not someone to be bullied!

...But isn't a hundred times a bit too much? How about ten times?

After all, boys also need to save face. Aine hesitated for a moment and felt that ten times was a bit too much.

Forget it, forget it, I already said that Anon-chan, I am a considerate and beautiful girl...

It’s better to write it down in your notebook first. If you make me angry again next time, I will punish you for all your crimes!

Thinking of this, Aiyin became happy again, and felt as if she was in control of the power, so her steps became brisk again, and she glanced at Baili with great pride, like a proud empress glancing at her male favorite.

Bai Li didn't care about her look.

In fact, the reason why he helped Aine was not that complicated. It was simply a habit he had developed.

Xuantian Sect is a place that values ​​strength over qualifications, and the most capable person will be the master.

Bai Li started practicing cultivation very late, but he is extremely talented. In the hearts of many disciples, he is the well-deserved eldest brother.

Not only because he is strong, but also because he is reliable.

The eldest senior brother practices the ruthless way. Although he looks a little cold, with a face that is so handsome that makes his junior brothers and sisters scream, and he is also taciturn, but when there is something going on, he really does it.

Junior brothers and sisters usually don’t dare to disturb their senior brothers when they practice, but when they really encounter troubles that cannot be solved, they always subconsciously think of looking for their senior brothers.

Bai Li was also used to helping his fellow junior brothers and sisters to settle disputes. As long as it was not against the law, he would not hesitate to draw his sword.

Occasionally, we would hit a wall, encounter old monsters that we couldn't defeat, and be unable to protect our fellow junior brothers and sisters. At this time, it was the turn of the master to step in.

Although the master had no image in front of him, she always presented herself as a beautiful lady to the outside world. The most important thing was that she was really good at fighting.

So usually those old monsters who want to bully the weak will die peacefully.

After every incident, the master would bring him back to the cave and say earnestly, "My dear disciple, you see how dangerous the world outside is. It is safest to be with the master. So just stay in the cave honestly. If you need anything, this fairy will help you get it back, isn't that enough?"

She kept repeating these words for hundreds of years, and Bai Li just listened silently every time. His handsome face had no expression, as if covered by a cold iron mask.

Later, his cultivation level broke through one after another, and his practice of the ruthless way became more and more profound. Even the head of the sect who had been in seclusion for many years was amazed. They never thought that the ruthless way, which had been deserted for thousands of years, could produce a master of the spirit transformation realm. He was truly a genius.

Then, he patted his shoulder regretfully, sighed, and said, "Such a good seedling, why did you choose to cultivate the path of ruthlessness? You were originally a good person, but you became a piece of wood. I will talk about your master later."

Bai Li listened silently to the master's sigh, without saying a word, just took his hand away and turned back to the cave.

The master was no longer his opponent at that time and could no longer support her disciple, so she never said the words she had been repeating for hundreds of years again.

But every time the moon was full, the drunken master would occasionally look at his increasingly cold and lonely back, devoid of any trace of human energy, and say, "If I had known, I wouldn't have let you repair that crappy book."

Bai Li did not look back. He stood on the cliff and looked at the moonlight in the sky. He did not miss the master's very small "I'm sorry".

In fact, he was the one who was sorry for his master. He was not a good disciple and could not perform filial acts such as dressing up to entertain his parents, fanning their pillow and keeping them warm.

He wanted to thank his master for taking him back to the sect, teaching him how to practice, and giving him a home, but every time his lips moved for a moment, he could not utter a single syllable.

How can a sword without emotions speak?

The only thing he could do was to stand up for his master and support him.

But the master didn’t need his help, nor did he need his support. The master didn’t need anything. The master just looked at him and called him a piece of stinky wood, a stupid wood, and a big wood.

She doesn't know how to curse, her vocabulary is pitifully limited, and she only knows these few sentences over and over again, so she uses these few sentences to curse over and over again.

The more he scolded her, the angrier she became, and the angrier she became, the more she scolded him. When she got so angry that she got so angry that she even kicked him with her bare feet.

Each time he didn't use much strength, so Baili didn't dodge each time.

In fact, he wouldn't hide even if he was stronger, but Master never used too much force, perhaps because he was afraid of hurting him.

But it was obvious that the master could not defeat him, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not break the little disciple's skin, but she still subconsciously restrained her strength. In the eyes of the master, he seemed to always be the child who had just started practicing.

The person who once scolded and kicked him is gone, and perhaps they will never see each other again in this life.

Bai Li withdrew his thoughts and looked deeply at the pink-haired girl beside him whose mood was lifting again. She was humming a song and looked very happy.

He was laughing foolishly again, not knowing what he was laughing at.

However, it reminded him of his master, the master who always said fiercely, "I am your master and you are my disciple. A disciple must listen to the master, otherwise I will use the family rules!", but always failed to do so and rolled on the bed with laughter.

The past can never be retrieved.

Chapter 193 Killing indiscriminately

Chapter 193: Killing indiscriminately

"Two hot Earl Grey teas, one iced Americano, and a small donut, please."

Bai Li handed the menu to the black-haired female waiter with a teardrop mole beside him and said politely.

Fifteen minutes later, it was still the familiar Ring, still the familiar seat by the window in the corner, and still the familiar drum player came to help take orders.

Even the food I ordered was the same as last time, except for the three cups of matcha parfait.

The waitress named "Shiina Riki" took the menu. Her pretty face looked a little dazed, but she quickly recovered and coughed to cover up her disordered breathing.

"Do you need anything else?"

"Two more baked cheesecakes, please," Chihaya Aine raised her hand, thought for a moment, and added, "Small ones, please!"

"……OK."

Shiina Riki lowered her eyes, averting her gaze from that pure, beautiful face, as if meticulously sculpted by a god. She mentally tried to convince herself that so-called love at first sight was merely superficial and superficial. She silently recited Takamatsu Touma's name, thinking of that innocent, adorable little girl, as innocent as a small animal. Finally, her tone managed to regain composure, at least for the time being.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be at the bar. If you need anything else, you can call me directly."

"Uh-huh."

Chihaya Aine nodded vigorously, thinking that the waiter at this livehouse was quite considerate! Although she had a cold and beautiful face, was she actually the type who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside?

Bai Li didn't care about the clerk's departing figure, but just glanced at the pink-haired girl next to him.

"Two cakes, aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

Young girls nowadays seem to have the habit of maintaining their figure. Lian Sushi would occasionally complain to him on the chat software that she seemed to have gained some weight recently. Although Bai Li couldn't tell where she had gained weight, she would still deliberately go on a diet.

But such worries do not exist for Chihaya. She eats and drinks as she pleases, and does not take things to heart. She is as free and easy as a chivalrous woman.

"Hum~"

Aiyin wrinkled her nose, a look of unteachable innocence on her face. "Beautiful girls don't get fat. Isn't that common sense?"

"Where is this common sense?"

"Of course there is!"

Chihaya Aine counted on her fingers and gave him examples one by one. "There are many common senses like this. For example, beautiful girls can't be hit by bullets, beautiful girls are omnipotent, and beautiful girls are..."

"You're not talking about a beautiful girl, you're talking about Sailor Moon."

Bai Li chatted with her in this casual manner. Since Junda Mana had not arrived yet, he had to do something to pass the time.

However, this kind of chat did not last long. After a short wait, the wind chimes at the gate rang again, and the girl idol with long brown hair walked in, with the hem of her skirt fluttering in the wind.

……

"Sorry, I'm a little late."

Junda Mana took off her sunglasses, and the smile on her face was a little apologetic. She was dressed very simply, just a simple white dress, plain noodles and no makeup, but she was as beautiful as a lotus blooming on a quiet mountain top. She is worthy of being one of the most popular girl idols at the moment, and she is so cute that it's unfair.

But this was just a passing cloud for Bai Li. He never looked at appearance when making friends, so he just nodded and got straight to the point in a rather unromantic way:

"So...are the rumors about Sumi disbanding true?"

Junda Mana sat opposite him and was silent for a while, as if she didn't know how to answer.

Aiyin nervously watched the girl's every move, afraid to hear a bad result from her.

Fortunately, such an ending did not happen. After a long silence, Junda Mana shook her head and smiled as softly as a spring flower, "Sumimi will not disband."

"But the rumors outside are so widespread..."

Aine was still a little worried. She was a very sensitive girl. Although Mana smiled gently, there was a trace of sadness between her brows. Obviously, things were far from that simple.

Junda Mana breathed a sigh of relief, but had no intention of hiding anything.

"Sumi will not disband, it's just... we've encountered some minor setbacks now."

As one of the most popular idol groups at the moment, Sumimi has a very simple membership consisting of only two people: lead singer Junda Mana, and guitarist and lyricist Hatsuka Mikado.

Among them, Mana is more popular. This girl not only has a sweet and lovely appearance, but is also the legendary five-time champion of the National Singing Contest. Her professional level is so high that she can kill people with only Aine in the competition. Mana is responsible for the killing and Aine is responsible for the giggling.

Chuhua's popularity is slightly lower, but not far behind Mana. One is pure and the other handsome. Their fame is steadily rising. As long as they stick to their steps, their future will be bright.

But life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get.

Not long ago, Sumimi, who was performing normally, suddenly suffered a setback.

First, the endorsement contract she signed was terminated, then the resources she received gradually became less and less, and then even her agent tactfully reminded her that the agency was being suppressed by some force, and sumimi... might not last long.

Mana, you are a piece of beautiful jade that is already shining. The agency has invested a lot of effort in you, so you will not be given up as long as you can make up your mind. The agent found Mana privately and said this to her.

After the agent left that day, Junda Mana was in a daze for a long time, and finally understood what she meant.

She said that the agency would not give up on her, which implied that the person they were going to give up was actually Chu Hua.

The so-called target of suppression was not her from the beginning, but Chu Hua, and she was just the unlucky one who was affected because she was in the same group with Chu Hua. So as long as she could abandon Chu Hua, she could still be her idol peacefully. It was nothing more than leaving the group and going solo.

There are two paths before her, one is her future and the other is her friends. The answer seems obvious?

Mana chose the latter.

She's a person who's consistent on the outside and inside, with a naive face and a personality that truly resembles one. Occasionally, when she's on the phone with her mom, the gentle woman on the other end of the screen is always worried that she'll get into trouble in Tokyo. So Mana just smiles and says, "No, no, I've got Xiaochu to protect me. Xiaochu is very powerful, isn't he? He can easily beat up all the bad guys!"

Xiaochu did protect her very well, so now it was her turn to protect Xiaochu.

But Mana is still afraid. She is an excellent idol. Even when facing the huge crowds in the audience, she can still show the sweetest smile and give the audience a perfect performance.

But she is just an ordinary girl who has just reached adulthood. Faced with the surging malice from the outside world, she doesn't know how to protect her friends.

She invited Bai Li out for tea today not to seek help, but simply because she was under too much pressure and wanted to find someone to talk to. She and Bai Li had only met once, but she had special trust in this boy who she was not familiar with. Perhaps it was because he saved her, or perhaps it was because she had some... faint affection for him.