Chapter 794：

Chapter 794

Do you think I look like a fool?

So far, Song Bai’s trust in her has been greatly reduced. Thinking of Qiao’s terrifying strength like a future warrior, Song Bai feels that he is going to be more fierce today. As soon as Qiao takes a step further, he backs away with his face. An expression on which I didn't think he was joking at all.

Qiao's expression was hurt, "Why don't you believe me? Have I lied to you?"

Song Bai: You have, just now.

"……"

Qiao Yi continued to explain: "I will tell He Yunting personally about this matter, and I will tell him tonight."

Song Bai looked suspicious: Don’t bully me and lie to me when I’m young.

Qiao gritted his teeth: "I'll really confess to him. If I didn't tell him tonight, you can go and inform."

Song Bai squinted at the monk, and there was something in his words: "But I might not see the sun tomorrow."

"……"

Qiao turned around and gave the monk a kick, jumping angrily: "It's all to blame, my bodyguard doesn't believe me anymore, he thinks you will kill him!"

The apprentice is really angry. The monk loves her the most, so he slows down to make amends with her, "No, no, I will play with him, wherever it is really going to kill, the society is governed by the law, and the murder is illegal, I don’t want to go to jail."

"Go and explain to him, if he doesn't believe you, our mentorship will end here."

The monk's expression changed, and his eyes were unbelievable: "Girl, do you want to stop even the master for a person you just met?"

Qiao looked at him with disgust, "Master, how much is a catty? If there is land to sell, I must sell you for money!"

Monk: "..."

The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient!

There is a word in the world, called, plastic mentorship!

That's it, who made him recognize such a little white-eyed wolf as an apprentice in the vast crowd.

The apprentice chosen by himself, even if he kneels, he has to hurt her.

Monk Yan Da Da turned his head towards Song Bai like a creamy eggplant.

Song Bai saw him coming, the hairs all over his body stood up, his fists creaked.

As a result, the monk threw the mineral water in his hand at his feet, without looking at him, and said:

“＠％……￥#”

Song Bai: "???"

"What did you say?"

The monk was stunned by his question, and looked at him unnaturally: "Water, for you...Dai Wuqi."

"Huh?" Song Bai was so far away, he really didn't hear it clearly.

The monk immediately exploded his hair, and felt that Song Bai deliberately exploded him, so he apologized just to hear him several times.

"I kindly gave you water to rinse your mouth. If you don't accept it, you still trample on my dignity."

Joe rolled his eyes a hundred frantically: Do you still have dignity?

Song Bai glanced at the water at his feet, hesitating to use it or not.

Qiao Yi: "It's not poisonous, he wants to harm you, don't have to poison you in the water."

Think about it, what does Master Qiao’s master really want to do? A piece of talisman paper can do it, so you don’t have to spend any effort to make a fuss in the water.

He bent over and took two sips of water. The cut in the corner of his mouth that was punched out by the monk was washed and it was no longer bleeding, but his cheeks were swollen, looking like a lollipop in his mouth.

"I'm sorry." The monk said clearly this time.

Song Bai looked at him, and did not say whether he would accept it or not.

The monk is a little anxious. Why doesn’t this man get in with it: "I really just want to try you and play with you. The monks don’t talk about it."

Yes, he originally wanted to try to believe him once, but after hearing this sentence, he didn't want to believe it again.

I feel that my belief in life has suffered a collapse in this half an hour.

(End of this chapter)