"Ew!"
Night Lone Ranger suddenly covered her mouth, frowned, and made a retching sound.
"Lone Ranger … Ning Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Wuhui asked anxiously, and his concern was obvious.
"I'm fine. Maybe the food is not to my taste."
Night Lone Ranger drank a mouthful of water and said indifferently, but her beautiful eyes were watery, and her expression was a little painful.
"Let's go to another place."
Jiang Wuhui's eyes flickered, and he seemed to say with concern, but in fact, he didn't want to stay here. His intuition told him that the relationship between Night Lone Ranger and Ding Ning was not simple, which made him jealous and hateful.
"No need!"
Night Lone Ranger had always been cold, and Jiang Wuhui had been used to it. He reached out and took out a fragrant turquoise pill and said attentively, "This is the Mind-clearing Pill I bought from the Holy Medical Family. It can calm down and concentrate, and maybe it can relieve your discomfort."
"No need, I'm fine … Ew …"
Night Lone Ranger flatly refused. Smelling the fragrance of the medicine, her stomach suddenly turned upside down, and the feeling of retching rose again. She hurriedly covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom.
"It's strange. We are all Ancient Warriors, and we are immune to all diseases. Why does Lone Ranger have gastrointestinal discomfort?"
Jiang Wuhui wanted to follow her very much, but at the thought that Night Lone Ranger was going to the women's bathroom, it was really inappropriate for him to follow her, so he could only stay and muttered to himself while looking at Night Lone Ranger's back.
Green Bamboo rolled her smart eyes and said with a seemingly casual smile, "Sister Lone Ranger's symptoms are very similar to pregnancy reactions. Is she pregnant?"
"Shut up, Green Bamboo. Can you make such a joke at random?"
With a gloomy face, Jiang Wuhui snapped.
Green Bamboo was not convinced and curled her lips. "I just said it's similar, but I didn't say it must be. Humph, can't you make a joke? Even if you are pregnant, it won't be yours. Why are you so excited?"
"Enough, Green Bamboo. Don't make a joke that ruins one's reputation. If Lone Ranger hears it, even your master can't protect you."
Jiang Wuhui's face was extremely gloomy, and he warned her word by word. The Pure Land of Sanskrit had always been on good terms with the Holy-sword Villa. He and Green Bamboo came out to experience the world at the same time, and usually took good care of her.
He had long known that Green Bamboo had always been jealous of Night Lone Ranger, but one was a disciple of his sect who was on good terms with him, and the other was the goddess he was obsessed with. Usually, he could only turn a blind eye and pretend not to know.
But he knew that once Green Bamboo slandered Night Lone Ranger, Night Lone Ranger would definitely kill Green Bamboo without mercy, and even the Pure Land of Sanskrit could not protect her.
After all, the Sacred Maiden Tribe was a large sect with a deep heritage of thousands of years. It was one of the Four Holy Gates along with his sect. It was far from being comparable to a God Martial Arts Sect like the Pure Land of Sanskrit.
"I'm just saying. Why are you so fierce?"
Green Bamboo immediately pouted guiltily and muttered in a low voice.
Bureau Chief Duan's expression also became serious. "This kind of joke must never be made in the future. The Sacred Maiden Tribe's inheritance is special. Only one Sacred Maiden will walk outside in each generation. They pay the most attention to their reputation. If this joke is spread out and tarnished their reputation, the Sacred Maiden Tribe will definitely fight to the death."
"Oh, I got it."
Seeing that Bureau Chief Duan had spoken, Green Bamboo immediately responded obediently. She just talked irresponsibly because of jealousy. If it was really heard by Night Lone Ranger, she would definitely die, and no one could save her.
Jiang Wuhui's eyes flickered. Although Green Bamboo said it casually, he faintly had an unbelievable suspicion in his heart. "Is Night Lone Ranger really pregnant?
No, definitely not. Lone Ranger has always been a pure girl. How could she have an affair with another man? I must think too much. "Jiang Wuhui immediately shook his head and put this absurd idea behind him.
In the bathroom, Night Lone Ranger looked at the clear water she had vomited in the sink, washed her face, and her eyebrows were full of bitterness.
Her period had not come for two months. Recently, she had no appetite every day and often vomited. Even if she was careless, she knew what it meant.
This was also the reason why she submitted her resignation to the Bureau of Religions and lied that she would return to her sect after the experience. She wanted to find a place to give birth and was not suitable to take on any task.
"Should I tell him?" Night Lone Ranger's face was full of hesitation. She knew that the wisest choice was to abort the child and pretend that nothing had happened.
However, the fetus in her belly had formed a fetal heart. Feeling the fetal heartbeat, she was really reluctant to abort it.
"Ah!"
A scream awakened Night Lone Ranger from her contemplation. Looking at the middle-aged woman who walked out of the cubicle and covered her face with her hands, she curled her lips disdainfully, turned around, and walked out.
"Molestation! There is a pervert! There is a pervert in the bathroom!"
Night Lone Ranger heard the scream of the middle-aged woman behind her as if she had just been raped and shook her head speechlessly. "Aunt, look at your beauty. Even if there is a pervert, it is you who takes advantage of him, okay?"
Not wanting to go back to face Jiang Wuhui's solicitude and Green Bamboo's sarcasm, she jumped to a big tree and looked at Ding Ning from a distance, with a complex expression in her beautiful eyes.
This was the child's father. Unfortunately, she could not tell him. Once the sect knew it, he would definitely die without a burial place.
"Eh?" Night Lone Ranger was bored to death when she saw Zhao Zifeng leave angrily with a livid face, and a gentle smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. "This little man is still so unwilling to suffer losses!"
"What else can I do for him before I leave?" Her spiritual strength unconsciously spread around and subconsciously locked on Zhao Zifeng. She firmly believed that this guy would definitely not give up after suffering a grievance in silence.
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed, and her heart suddenly tightened. Her eyes fell on the pavilion where Zhao Zifeng was. "Yan Hui of the Holy Medical Family, why is he here?"
She knew something about Yan Hui. He was an inner core disciple of the Holy Medical Family. His aptitude was not very good, but it was not very bad either. He seemed to be a young man in his twenties, but in fact, he was already 50 years old. At the age of 40, he broke through the Sky Martial Arts Realm and was now at the peak of the Sky Martial Arts Realm.
As a disciple of the Four Holy Gates, her position in the sect was far higher than that of people like Yan Hui. She was the Holy Virgin of this generation of the Holy-goddess Tribe and the heir of the future chief.
But she had to admit that even though she was a Spiritual Master, if she fought with Yan Hui now, she might not be able to defeat him. This was determined by the degree of transformation from the acquired body to the innate body.
The Celestial Spiritual Master and the Warriors of the Sky Martial Arts Realm were the same. It was a process of transformation from the acquired body to the innate body. After more than two months of continuous transformation, she just broke through to the middle stage of the Celestial Spiritual Master, and this was under the condition that the Mirage Elixir had some residual spiritual strength hidden in her body.
After all, the Celestial Spiritual Master and the Sky Martial Arts Realm only needed to transform the Spiritual Power, but she also needed to transform the spiritual strength at the same time. Under the condition of double efforts, she could be proud of this promotion speed.
Night Lone Ranger touched her lower abdomen and showed a wry smile. Since she decided to keep the child, she naturally had to think about the child's future. The Spiritual Power that she had painstakingly cultivated should be absorbed by the child first, and a good foundation should be laid for the child from the womb. Therefore, her cultivation would probably stay at the middle stage of the Celestial Spiritual Master for a long time.
"Fuck, you have gone too far!"
Zhao Zifeng's face was so gloomy that it could drip water. Returning to the table where Yan Xun was, he picked up the wine glass and drank half a liter of liquor in one gulp, panted heavily, and cursed fiercely.
Yan Hao moved his lips and wanted to explain something, but he did not say it. He could not say that he was frightened by Wei Biaobiao's tricks, which made him feel very ashamed.
"Childe Feng, don't worry. You just want him to accept the challenge."
Yan Xun did not introduce Yan Hui and his junior sister to Zhao Zifeng, but said calmly on the side.
Although he did not like Zhao Zifeng to use Yan Hao as a tool, he also felt disgraced when his grandson was scared off in public. Seeing that Yan Hui did not intend to ask about it, he became courageous.
"Oh, Senior Yan, do you have any good ideas?"
Zhao Zifeng's eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly.
Although he coveted Junior Sister Qingyun's beauty very much, the person who could be treated so respectfully by Yan Xun was not easy to deal with, so he restrained his lust very well.
"Haha, it's very simple. So many of them drink, and they must go to the toilet. No matter who is sick, Ding Ning will not stand by and do nothing. If he can't cure them, Yan Hao will cure them. In that case, it will be clear at a glance who is superior and who is inferior."
Yan Xun stroked his beard and said complacently.
"Senior Yan, who poisoned them? Haha, a good idea, a good idea! "
Zhao Zifeng reacted quickly and immediately laughed, slapped the table, and applauded.
Out of the corner of his eye, Yan Xun saw that Yan Hui was expressionless and did not intend to object, so he immediately cheered up, took out a bottle of powder, and handed it to Zhao Zifeng. "This is a bottle of powder I made. As long as the target smells it, his face will be covered with red rashes in a few minutes."
"Will it kill him?"
Zhao Zifeng asked worriedly, but he was still very cautious. After all, although he was not afraid of the people at Ding Ning's table, it was only limited to the fight between young people. No matter who trampled on who, the family would just laugh it off after knowing it.
But once someone was killed, the nature would be different. If the rules of the game were violated, no one could protect him, even the Zhao Family.
"Don't worry, I still want to live a few more years, and I won't make fun of people's lives. At most, it will itch for a few days, and there is no danger to his life."
What Yan Xun didn't tell him was that this kind of itch came from the bones, which could not be stopped even if one scratched his face. At most, he would be disfigured, but his life would never be in danger.
"Okay, I'll arrange someone to do it."
Zhao Zifeng felt as if he had got a treasure, and he went to arrange it with the powder happily.
"Childe Feng, let me do it!"
When Zhao Zifeng said that proudly, Yue Tingting volunteered and said.
"Okay, it's up to you."
Zhao Zifeng was very satisfied with Yue Tingting's attitude, handed the powder to her, and explained how to use it according to Yan Xun's instructions.
Xiao Yan lowered her head gloomily. She had wanted to take the initiative to improve the relationship with Zhao Zifeng, but she did not expect that Yue Tingting would beat her to it.
"Grandpa, how to cure this kind of powder?"
Yan Hao became very spirited, and his previous decadence was swept away, and he asked excitedly.
"It's very simple. Burn the needles with fire and pierce them into the Quchi acupoint, Chize acupoint, and Zhiitch acupoint … three inches. Leave the needles for five minutes, and then it will be cured."
Yan Xun gave his grandson instructions in person, hoping that he could hold his head high this time and get back the face he had lost before.
As long as Ding Ning couldn't cure it, but Yan Hao could, then it was self-evident who was superior.
"Brother-in-law, it's already so late, but none of these people has left, and they are still staring at us. How about we leave first and find another place to play?"
Huzi was a little drunk and said with some displeasure.
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corners of Ding Ning's mouth. "Don't worry. Let's not drink. Let's talk."
"No, I'm suffocated. I have to go to the bathroom. You can talk first."
Huzi covered his belly and hurried to the bathroom.
Ding Ning's lips moved slightly. Huzi paused, nodded imperceptibly, and went to the bathroom without looking back.
"Brother, what did you say to him?"
Yagyuu Asamayu asked curiously in her mind.
"You'll know later."
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