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Chapter 2919

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"What's wrong with me?"

"I like you so much."

His clean clothes were now stained with dirt, making him look like a homeless man.

Gu Xijiu looked at him with her eyes closed. There was a hint of pain at the bottom of her eyes. She had taught him for so many years, and it would be a lie to say that she did not feel bad seeing him like this.

But she couldn't give him any more hope. Only by ruthlessly cutting off his indecent love would he be able to completely walk out of it.

He had to go through the pain now. People would only let go of something when they were completely hopeless.

Under normal circumstances, people who were frustrated in love would shift their attention to their career. Based on Fan Qianshi's character, he would quickly shift his attention to work hard.

She turned around and was about to teleport away.

The door of the wine cellar was suddenly opened, and three people came in. They were all waiters. When they saw Fan Qianshi, they were shocked and angry. "No wonder the wine in the cellar is getting less and less. It turns out that we have a thief!"

"Hit him!"

"Hit him! Hit this little thief!"

The three men picked up three wooden sticks and hit Fan Qianshi's face.

Fan Qianshi was so drunk that he didn't know how to dodge. He took a few hits and his handsome face became red and swollen.

Gu Xijiu frowned and clenched her fists. She wanted to do something, but in the end, she held back.

He had stolen so much wine, so he deserved to be beaten up. It would be a good lesson for him.

Gu Xijiu thought that these people would throw him out after beating him a few times, but she did not expect that they would not stop beating him. She watched as Fan Qianshi was beaten 30 to 40 times, and his face was swollen. However, these people did not seem to want to stop. One of them even picked up a machete and wanted to chop the thief into pieces and feed him to the dogs.

It was too much.

Gu Xijiu cast a spell and pointed at Fan Qianshi's body. A colorless and transparent cover appeared out of thin air.

The people did not notice that the machete did not cut Fan Qianshi's neck. Instead, it was bounced back by the cover and almost cut his own head.

He was so scared that he quickly dropped the machete. "Ghost!"

The sticks that were thrown out by the others were also bounced back. They were a little surprised and looked at each other. In the end, they did not dare to attack again. They lifted Fan Qianshi up and threw him directly into the muddy water on the street.

When they went back to the wine cellar to check the wine jars, they accidentally found a few silver beads on the ground. It was enough for Fan Qianshi to steal the wine.

They were stunned. They picked up the silver beads and suddenly regretted being so ruthless.

It seemed like this drunkard didn't intend to dine and dash.

He even knew to leave some money in advance.

The wind was blowing on the street. Fan Qianshi was lying in a puddle with dirt all over his face. Surprisingly, he had no intention of waking up. Even though he was drunk, he could still feel pain. He groaned and mumbled, "Master, don't abandon me."

"Master, even if you beat me or scold me, don't leave me behind!"

"Master, it hurts!"

Gu Xijiu's fingers were trembling slightly. She was angry and hurt at the same time. This child must be possessed!

People on the street surrounded him and pointed at him. Someone actually recognized him. "Eh, this … this looks like the eldest disciple of the Divine Lord of the Heavenly Sound Valley!"

Gu Xijiu was speechless.

No matter how angry she was, she still did not want to embarrass her disciple. Just when she was about to secretly move him away, a sudden gust of wind came from the flat ground.

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