0p0 Chapter 200: With a pig-headed face, it’s hard to get into class
Chapter 200: With a pig-headed face, it’s hard to get into class
Wei Xiaoxi's face tightened.
At this moment, four young disciples ran out of the classroom behind them.
"Deacon Wei, Senior Sister Zhong."
"Senior Sister Zhong, were you beaten too?"
One of the young disciples was crying.
The two turned their heads to look.
I found that the left side of two of the young disciples' faces was also highly swollen.
The two young disciples must have been slapped for a while, and their moods are now more stable than Zhong Yitong's.
It's just two pairs of big, fluttering eyes, red, like a bullied little rabbit.
Wei Xiaoxi's heart melted when she saw it.
And very distressed.
He secretly scolded anyone who could get away with it, they were all scum.
The thought flashed across Wei Xiaoxi's mind, and her eyes suddenly turned cold.
Scum.
Could it be...
Her eyes swept over the swollen left cheeks of the three children one by one.
same location.
In the same position as...Chen Yan.
She thought of Chen Yan's proud declaration in her ear yesterday afternoon - "Do you think I can't do anything to you if you set up an isolation array?"
Wei Xiaoxi's fist hardened.
Chen Yan.
This mad dog really refreshed Wei Xiaoxi's outlook on things again.
He was angry with her and Jiang Qianshu yesterday, and he would repay it to her students today.
They say no harm comes to the family.
What's more, these are not blood relatives at all, but students she teaches.
Chen Yan simply has no lower limit!
I have to say that Wei Xiaoxi was really angry and disgusted by him.
She wished she could go over and beat him up right now.
This bitch is said to be short-tempered and just a stick and firecracker.
But he wasn't really stupid. Even though the method he came up with was so low-key and unappealing, it really hit her lungs.
Taking a slight breath, Wei Xiaoxi reached out and hugged several children, hugged them indoors, and said:
"You are implicated in this matter, and I want to apologize to you."
Several disciples were stunned and suddenly realized.
It turns out... they were implicated.
I found the reason and solved my confusion, but I became frightened again.
If it were Deacon Wei's opponent... how could their small bodies be able to withstand it?
Insecurity instantly lingered around them, and several young disciples looked panicked.
Wei Xiaoxi noticed their uneasiness, thought for a moment, and looked at the only two people who were not beaten:
"You...did you come together this morning?"
If she remembered correctly, the two were roommates in the same dormitory. If they acted together without being beaten, it meant that the risk could be reduced by not being alone.
The two nodded quickly.
Wei Xiaoxi nodded slightly and comforted several people in a low voice:
"You must not be alone from now on, and try to get together during class and meals. I will resolve this matter as soon as possible. If you have any questions, please contact me."
As she spoke, she took out five communication charms and distributed them to several people.
Zhong Yitong was comforted, so he took the messenger charm and put it away close to his body.
Seeing Wei Xiaoxi's apologetic face, they seemed to realize something and hurriedly said:
"Deacon Wei, it's just your speculation that we are implicated by you. It may not be true. You, don't be like this."
"Yeah, maybe it's some enemy who doesn't like us, so it's not appropriate for you to take it upon yourself."
Seeing how they were afraid of feeling guilty, Wei Xiaoxi felt even more ashamed.
What a wonderful kid.
Chen Yan...how could he do it?
He is still a direct disciple.
With this kind of mind, he can still cultivate to this day.
What does Lord Jianjiu do for a living? Why doesn't his disciple clean up his family when his character is corrupt?
To be honest, when she was reading the book before, she felt that the character of Chen Yan, as an impulsive thug who encountered things indiscriminately as a protector, well, as a protector of the heroine, was quite disturbing to her as a reader.
But now the position has changed...
Wei Xiaoxi only felt angry.
Her eyes were red with anger, and her fists were clenching.
Chen Yan, one day, I will kill you with my own hands!
Suppressing his anger, Wei Xiaoxi pulled several children to sit down, took out the ointment, and applied it to them one by one.
The ointment was made by Luo Xing and was of low grade. Every time she made it, she stuffed it into her storage bag.
There are not ten bottles but eight bottles in it.
The lid is opened, and the box of fragrant fresh herbs fills the tip of the nose and floats out of the room.
nice one.
The three injured outer disciples waved their hands repeatedly.
"Deacon Wei, it's not necessary. It's just swelling. It'll be fine in a day or two. Why do you need to apply such a good ointment?"
"Yes, it doesn't hurt anymore, so there's no need for it."
Several people waved their hands and declined.
They have all started practicing, and it’s not like they haven’t been injured.
Where can I be so squeamish?
I was just a little depressed because I was beaten for no reason.
With Deacon Wei caring so much, they already felt warm and contented.
Wei Xiaoxi felt sad as she looked at the children wearing outer disciple uniforms.
She had also been an outside disciple and had been poor.
We know how difficult it is to survive and how difficult it is to get some spiritual stones.
The ointment she keeps in reserve is a priceless treasure in their eyes.
It's normal to be reluctant to use it.
Wei Xiaoxi took a deep breath, forcefully pulled the youngest girl into his arms, sat her down, scooped out a thick layer, and gently brushed it away:
"With your pig-headed face, will it affect my mood in class...or do you want to delay class for another day?"
Zhong Yitong and others: "..."
Deacon Wei, you don’t play according to the routine.
If she said that, what else could they say?
Seeing that they were choked, Wei Xiaoxi smiled and said to the other two injured children:
"Wipe it on yourselves."
The two nodded.
The ointment is refreshing and cooling.
so comfortable.
The nine-year-old girl in Wei Xiaoxi's arms showed surprise the first moment the medicine was applied to her face:
"Deacon Wei, this ointment not only smells good, it also works well. It feels refreshing and cooling when you put it on. It's so comfortable."
Her eyes were clear and clear in black and white, and her eyelashes were still moist from crying.
Made of pink makeup and jade, she is cute and heart-wrenching.
Wei Xiaoxi rubbed her little head and said with a smile:
"I still have it here. Each of you can take a bottle. It can be used for injuries caused by bruises in the future."
As she spoke, she took out the items from her storage bag and gave them to them one by one.
How could a few people dare to accept such a precious thing, and they refused it one after another.
Wei Xiaoxi said:
"Take it, I feel sorry for you being frightened because of me."
After that, no matter how they declined, each of them stuffed a bottle, stood up and announced:
"Attend class."
Seeing this, Zhong Yitong and others looked at each other and had no choice but to put away the precious ointment.
Okay, give it a half push and a half push.
Still very happy.
Wei Xiaoxi looked at the little faces of the cute children and sighed in her heart.
Chen Yan...
you wait for me.
Wei Xiaoxi's face turned gloomy for a moment, almost dripping with water.
This is how Jiang Qianshu felt at this moment.
He stood on the mountainside and slowly withdrew his consciousness.
Wei Xiaoxi's fox eyes are smart and beautiful. When she turns red from anger, she looks pitiful and distressed.
Jiang Qianshu twirled his fingertips, his expression dark and unclear.