The moli was unmoved.

He looked at the gerbil quietly, his eyes full of unquestionable meaning.

The gerbil's ears shook, this is different from the usual doctor!

Mo Li used a "true teaching" obtained from Mr. Qin, and the eyes of intimidating patients to drink medicine obediently.

It’s a long time to try it out. No matter what the other party’s identity is, he would not dare to continue protesting under such a glance.

“…”

The cave is particularly quiet.

The gerbil quietly withdrew his paws and looked at the bright red robe spread beneath him.

Mo Li suddenly couldn't bear it, and his original firm thoughts were shaken. He saw the fat mouse's hair drooping due to depression, and his round body shrank in a small circle.

Mo Li thought that when facing Meng Qi, his will and principles would always be easily defeated. The teacher would not know about this. Otherwise, Mr. Qin would have to be heartbroken. His apprentice who had been raising for more than ten years was led to the wrong way.

He thought about Qin Lu's reaction guiltily, and Mo Li raised his hand in concealment, preparing to touch the hair on the fat mouse's body.

"Brother Meng really doesn't want to..."

The sound came to an abrupt end, and the hand that was stretched out was "pushed" back firmly.

It’s not that the fat rat has a great power, but that Meng Qi has changed back.

The sudden increase in size immediately reduced the space of the cave.

Mo Li suddenly retracted her hand.

It was obvious that it was nothing to touch it, but a person who was not wearing clothes suddenly appeared in front of him, and his hand was still on the other person's shoulders, which was not decent.

Mo Li immediately looked away, stared at the corner of the cave and calmed down, and said:

"This dress is not good, we will think of another way?"

Responding to him was a rustling noise.

Mo Li turned her head in confusion, but saw that Meng Qi had already put on the robe calmly and was tidying up her cuffs at this moment.

Uneven pink and red are all over the robe. If you look at it carefully, it is even a bit mysterious. The shape and changes of these color blocks are irregular. With someone's face - forget it, only the face can be seen, and the clothes are terrible.

Real ugly clothes cannot be saved by any peerless charm.

Mo Li thought embarrassedly that this dress can still be seen when it is stacked, but the color makes people mind, how can it be so ugly when worn on it?

It felt like a young man in a brightly dressed dress, who was poured into a heavy rain for three days and three nights, and the phoenix became a feather-deep chicken.

Mo Li took a closer look and finally found the problem.

It’s Meng Qi’s face!

If someone with an ordinary appearance wears this robe, it is ugly but more funny. It is pink and red, which is really ridiculous.

However, on Meng Qi, the shortcomings of the clothes were infinitely magnified.

The more extraordinary Meng Qi had a unique appearance and a distinctive temperament, the more ugly the clothes were, the more unbearable it was. After seeing them, they wanted to take out their wallet to buy ten or eight clothes and come back to ask the person in front of them to change them immediately. If they had a brush in their hand, they would definitely want to paint this weird red robe with ink to black.

It's a crazy effect.

Mo Li moved his hand, and after realizing that something was wrong, he put it back on his knees.

He sat upright and pondered. Could this be Meng Qi’s response? He defeated himself who saw him wearing this dress with facts?

There is no doubt that Meng Qi won.

Mo Li held his forehead with his hand and sighed, "Brother Meng, take off your clothes."

"The one the doctor chose for me... is quite suitable."

Meng Qi thought for a long time and could only find this advantage.

"Forget it, let's find another way." Mo Li said powerlessly.

For example, the kidnapped person who sold blood clothes was forced to work overnight.

Although forcing others is contrary to the gentleman's way, forcing a stall owner who sells things and makes people cheat is not impossible to adapt.

"Hmm?" Meng Qi touched the robe on his body.

The material of this dress is really good and very comfortable to wear.

As for the ugly, he himself can't see it.

At this time, Meng Qi's resistance disappeared for most of his life. After many incidents, what is the difficulty of a piece of clothing?

"Doctor, don't worry, let's try to sew clothes again. If it really doesn't work, wear this one."

Meng Qi looked calm and gentle, and Mo Li wanted to speak but stopped.

***

Monk Yuanzhi stood in front of the land temple where the rising sun was burning to pieces.

There were already some people in front of the temple.

These are the gang members of the Four Gangs and Twelve Associations. They didn't go far after they set off yesterday. Then they heard that something happened in the city and the Sijia Mipu had a murder case, which may also involve the mysterious killer organization. Mr. Cai from the Longtou Association said that people on the Yuzhou Road would not be allowed to interfere in this matter, but his order was only good for Longtou Association.

No, even the leader will be a little volatile.

Prestige is like a candle, it looks bright, but a gust of wind will shake and extinguish.

Mr. Cai, with his good gangster, was bitten by mosquitoes all night, which seriously affected his prestige at the Longtou Club.

Although it is still the same as before on the surface, there have been changes in secret. For example, his orders are no longer so deterrent that the gang members cannot follow from the bottom of their hearts. Everyone has their own ideas and their own ideas about things. Anyway, there are thousands of ways to disobey the slander.

Some of the local snakes on Yuzhou Road have been broken into Sijia rice shop.

The unknown swordsman was so fierce that he killed more than fifty people. This was the result of Fengxing Pavilion’s masters rushing to stop him in time.

Some gangs retreated due to difficulties, but the remaining local snakes did not give up.

Many of them died. If they just shrank like this, it would be difficult to continue to hang out in the world. So whether they were really sad and wanted to take revenge or act like a gesture, they all showed an endless attitude.

The fire in the Land Temple attracted many forces to look up.

The fire was burning completely, and even the few trees in front of the temple were gone, and the ground was charred.

After dawn, the temperature of the fire scene dropped slightly. You can go in and check it out.

The appearance of the old monk Yuanzhi made everyone look alert, and they picked up their weapons and slowly dispersed them and surrounded him in the middle.

"Amitabha, I am wandering by."

Yuan Zhi put his palms together and lowered his eyes to recite the scriptures.

"Master Yuanzhi." A voice suddenly came from the crowd.

The old monk looked up and saw Wen Sheng shaking the folding fan bowing to him with a smile.

Yuan Zhi's expression changed slightly, and he thought that something really happened here, otherwise why would even the Master Fengxing Pavilion came?

"Donor Qiu, I've seen you for a long time."

"It's easy to say, I'm still talking about the master just now. I don't know how long it will take for the master to come here, but I didn't expect that the master will arrive soon. According to Buddhist sayings, this can be considered as a way to save the suffering."

The subject of Qiu Pavilion was shocking. The old monk Yuanzhi was stunned at first, and soon realized that Fengxing Pavilion had already known that Meng Qi was appearing nearby.

——Fengxingge sold the news about Meng Qi to himself, and he came all the way, didn’t he just happen to meet here?

"It turns out that the Pavilion Master is waiting for me here, I don't know what is important?"

When the old monk Yuanzhi saw that there were too many people here, he used a message to interrogate.

He still owes Fengxingge a debt, and it would be a good thing if he could take this opportunity to repay it.

Qiu Jing walked to Monk Yuanzhi and whispered: "A mysterious swordsman from Piaoping Pavilion has unfathomable strength."

Yuan Zhi looked at Qiu Jing's pale face and found that Qiu Jing was also suffering from internal injuries. He realized that this was a fierce battle.

"I'm not hiding it from the Pavilion Master. I have to hurry back to Xuanchuan Pass and have no time to interfere in the struggles in the martial arts world."

"The master doesn't know anything." Qiu Jing's smile calmed down, then put away the folding fan, and told the disputes caused by the Sijia rice shop at an extremely fast speed.

The more Yuan Zhi listened, the more he became confused.

Yuan Zhi had no interest in money, gold and silver; the old monk didn't care even more about the battle in the martial arts world.

Although Piaoping Pavilion is notorious, in Yuanzhi's opinion, Piaoping Pavilion did not kill the people for no reason. Most of the dead committed greed, which is all cause and effect. Yuanzhi can only recite the sutra of rebirth for their corpses and knock on wooden fish. It is impossible to stand up, and it will not break the precepts and use force.

"...There were several groups of people who touched the rice shop that day, and almost all were killed by the swordsman, with only the people from the Holy Lotus Hall. After investigation, these people had already escaped while we were fighting with the killers of Piaoping Pavilion. The foundation of the Holy Lotus Hall in Yuzhou has been destroyed, and all that was left was a mob. Do you really have such ability?"

Qiu Jing stopped talking and quietly watched the old monk Yuanzhi's face suddenly turned black.

Yuzhou is the hinterland of the Central Plains. The Holy Lotus Altar is silent here, and its nest is on the southwest border. The people there are already deeply bewitched and are only thinking about worshiping Ziwei Star Lord.

The soldiers guarding the border did not dare to be alone even on the territory of the Qi Dynasty. Many villages were secretly controlled by the Holy Lotus Altar, and the imperial army would be attacked if they were not careful. Every year, the missing soldiers reached a shocking number. Old monk Yuanzhi, who had seen this chaos with his own eyes, was naturally angry when he heard the three words "Holy Lotus Altar".

"What Qiu donor means is that Piaoping Pavilion and Holy Lotus Pavilion have collusion?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that."

Qiu Jing tapped the palm of his palm with the handle of the fan and said in a deep voice: "The swordsman's martial arts are a fierce and bloodthirsty path, but he gently let go of the insignificant minions of the Holy Lotus Hall. What does this mean? If he had known each other for a long time, the swordsman knew that he could not kill these people."
To be continued...