Chapter 168 Beat him! Even in this situation, Zou Yan can still be grateful... PUA is indeed useful. Li Qingcha suddenly had a wonderful idea—— These three sentences made Zou Yan admit defeat. The index finger of her right hand lightly tapped her chin, she seemed a little absent-minded, and her profile was vivid and elegant in the light of the stars. Zou Yan was puzzled. "Senior...brother?" "Let's not rush to compete," Li Qingcha dragged the teacup in his hand, "I'll finish my drink first, this tea is a little hot." "Oh."
"Put the teapot down somewhere." "it is good." "..." This is too obedient... Li Qingcha sipped his tea as if nothing had happened. After Zou Yan put the teapot away, he started talking and said in a casual tone, "Junior Brother Zou, you have been held in high regard since you were a child." This is a declarative sentence. Zou Yan did not answer, which was considered as his tacit agreement. Apparently, he doesn't want to say more. Li Qingcha pondered for a moment, and then said: "The Demon Sect emphasizes following one's heart's desire, but the different sects seem to have different understandings of these four words. The Huajian Sect and the Yue Sect focus on human desires..." The Yue Sect disciples outside all looked unhappy. What if we practice joyful meditation? 宫易寒吐槽：“等着她出来，我非得暴揍她一顿。月宗重的是情！男欢女爱反在其次。” Wu Cheng smiled and consoled him, "Junior Brother Li comes from the Huajian Sect, so it's inevitable that he may make some mistakes..." As a result, before the word "misunderstanding" came out of his mouth, Li Qingcha said: "Ri Zong is happy and carefree, and doesn't care." Regardless... Wu Cheng couldn't laugh anymore. He muttered in a low voice: "That's clearly unruly behavior, why does it taste so different when it comes to his mouth." Gong Yihan snorted. "Junior Brother Li comes from the Huajian School, so it's inevitable that there will be some misunderstandings."
Wu Cheng: ￣□￣｜｜ not talking anymore. As for Li Qingcha, he finally talked about Xingzong. "Speaking of which, Junior Brother Zou, you Xingzong people have always been solitary. Why is that?" "If you are too closely connected to others, you will inevitably be affected by human relationships and accidents." Zou Yan explained, "How can you do what you want in this way?" "It turns out he is a social phobic patient..." "what?" "nothing." "..." Zou Yan always felt that someone was playing tricks on him. However, he felt relieved when he thought that Li Qingcha obviously preferred Biluochun, but did not ask him to run errands to change tea. Well, there shouldn't be any problem. Senior brother will not harm himself. (Lol) "Brother, you seem to have some complaints about the purpose of our sect?" "Not really, it just sounds like Buddhism, cutting off the worldly karma and becoming a monk." "That's different. Look at those Buddhist monks. They appear to be great and powerful, but in reality they haven't experienced all the ups and downs of life. In my eyes, their hearts are as dead as ashes and their bodies are as dry as wood." Not to the extent that, At least No. 5 is quite energetic and a chatterbox. Emmm... There is even a tendency to be a fan. Of course, Li Qingcha would not refute Zou Yan. She walked to the window, leaned against the window frame, and used the starry night sky outside as the background. "On the contrary, I feel that Junior Brother Zou is the one who is as dead as ashes and as dead as a tree." Zou Yan's figure swayed. Like being struck by lightning! Li Qingcha continued, "What did you say just now? 'If you are too closely connected with others, you will inevitably be affected by human relationships and accidents.' This is what Xingzong cultivators need to avoid the most, right?" Zou Yan said nothing, but just listened.
"Well, let me ask you, did you come up to offer me tea out of your true feelings, or were you instructed by someone else?" "Gu..." "Speak! Zou Yan! Speak!" "..." Zou Yan's face was dull, and he was obviously confused by the sudden attack. People outside were watching the live broadcast. Gong Lianxue muttered: "Senior Brother is too mean, isn't this trying to sow discord between the father and son?" As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Zou Zian. "But it's so cool~" Gong Yihan pinched his apprentice's cheek, made a gesture to silence him, then pointed at Wan Xingling, indicating that the show was not over yet. Zou Wei said: "Brother, I am not... I am not... um... being instructed by someone." Li Qingcha: o(*￣︶￣*)o She picked up the teacup. "Then you are willing~" "This……" "Junior brother, you don't even dare to speak your true thoughts, and you still say that you are not heartbroken? I think you are just a puppet. Do you know what a puppet is?" "I...I don't know..." "As the name suggests, it is a wooden puppet, which the masters hold up with thin strings to perform and entertain the audience." Li Qingcha put emphasis on the word "please". Zou Yan was speechless. His expression was extremely painful, as if he was suffering from inner torment. Seeing this scene, Li Qingcha's mouth curled up. All you have to do is wait. She believed that she had added enough wood and the flames were lit, and she could get the desired result without adding fuel to the fire. really, "Indeed, I was forced to come here." Zou Yan admitted it. Li Qingcha said, "I knew it would be like this. After all, although I am your senior brother, I am only a ninth... er... eighth rank. In terms of strength, I am not as good as you."
Zou Yan's expression was very complicated. "Brother, you are too modest." "Whether you are too modest or not, as a peer, it is impossible for you to be sincere when you offer tea." Li Qingcha suddenly turned into the role of a caring elder sister, ignoring the fact that it was she who asked the other party to serve tea. However, Zou Yan had already been caught. "Thank you for your understanding, brother." He said this as if the fault was his. Li Qingcha said: "If I were you, I would do this." She turned around, raised the cup above her head, and threw it hard out of the window. "Fuck you!" Those who understand will know who this sentence is directed at. Zou Yan was so shocked that his legs swung uncontrollably. When he came to his senses, he found that he had unknowingly walked to the window, holding the pot of jasmine tea in his hand, and was about to throw it down. "..." "..." "..." An eerie silence fell. Both Li Qingcha in Dianxing Tower and the people watching the live broadcast outside held their breath. however, "Zou Yan." Zou Zian's stern voice cut through the starry night sky. Zou Yan shuddered, as if waking up from a dream. He took a step back suddenly and subconsciously hugged the teapot tightly in his arms. the other side, Wu Cheng scolded, "Junior Brother Zou, you have interfered with Junior Brother Li's Meridian Combination Competition three or four times. What exactly do you want to do?" Zou Zian's face was as cold as frost. "The last level tests actual combat capability." "Combat power? Isn't combat power the ability to defeat the enemy? Doesn't what happened just now count?"
"Of course not." "You! @#￥*%..." "Brother, don't get excited. Think about it, when you are competing outside, most of the time you will encounter opponents with uncertain backgrounds. How can you launch a psychological warfare then?" "What nonsense! Weren't you the one who sent Zou Yan in to compete with Junior-Martial-Nephew Li? You just can't afford to lose!" Wu Cheng was very angry. Zou Zian seemed nonchalant and turned a deaf ear to it. He raised his voice.