"Stop! Stop it!"
"Don't touch my hair!!!"
"Beast! Beast! If you can, let me go and challenge me!"
"What kind of hero do you think you are if you touch my hair?"
"Woooooooo!!!" ??
"Please, please let my hair go!"
These are all expressed by Hao Wuji with his own eyes, and the inner drama is extremely rich.
What a pity.
Ye Daxian, who was focused on shaving his head, didn't realize that there was so much drama in this guy's eyes.
The small scissors in his hand were flying up and down.
The sound of clicking is endless.
Purple hair kept falling down from Hao Wuji's head.
Seeing the broken hair falling continuously in front of his eyes, the unruly Hao Wuji was filled with grief and anger.
Beast!
He is simply not human!
You can touch me, but why are you touching my hair?
This beautiful hair of mine once fascinated thousands of fairies, but now you have mesmerized it.
This is even more uncomfortable than being tortured in the eighteenth level of purgatory.
It's a mental blow.
It made Hao Wuji feel that he had no dignity.
Was trampled hard.
Ye Qingyun doesn't care whether you respect your dignity or not.
In his opinion, since this guy is a prisoner, he should look like a prisoner.
What does it look like with this long purple hair?
Fluffy.
Not energetic at all.
Under Ye Qingyun's careful manipulation, Hao Wuji's originally long purple hair turned into inch-long short hair.
Small size!
Very neat hairstyle.
"Look, I feel a lot more energetic now, and I look like a prisoner."
Ye Qingyun looked at Hao Wuji with great satisfaction.
He also very considerately took out a mirror and let Hao Wuji take a look at himself.
"Take a look, are you more energetic than before?"
"Young people just want to keep their head above water."
"Only hair size is the real criterion for testing whether a man is handsome or not!"
"Not bad, not bad. Although you are a spirited young man, your short hair is not bad."
Listening to Ye Qingyun's "praise", he looked at himself in the mirror.
Hao Wuji's whole person was already sluggish.
He stared blankly at the short-haired man in the mirror.
Who the hell is this?
Where is my hair?
Do you really want me to shave like this?
Hao Wuji was so filled with grief and anger that he wanted to jump up and tear Ye Qingyun's whole body apart immediately.
But there are too many seals on him.
No matter how sad and angry he is.
At this moment, there is only powerlessness and rage.
"Okay, I've shaved my head, now I'm going to let you do some work."
"Since you have become a prisoner, you must reform."
"This transformation is all about work."
"Let you, the person who made mistakes, reflect on your mistakes while working."
"In this way you can correct your evil ways and make progress."
As Ye Qingyun said this, he loosened the rope that bound Hao Wuji's body.
It's just that this bundle of fairy ropes is too much.
Ye Qingyun just untied him,
It lasted almost half an hour.
My hands are numb from fatigue.
While untying himself, Ye Qingyun was still thinking about it.
Isn’t this guy guilty of the following?
Is it necessary to tie so many fairy ropes?
It was as if this guy was rebelling.
When the last rope to bind the immortals was delivered, Hao Wuji could finally move freely.
He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Ye Qingyun with a fierce look.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Qingyun kicked Hao Wuji, who was rushing towards him, to the ground.
"You still dare to attack me?"
Ye Qingyun was not polite at all.
He picked up a bamboo stick and slapped Hao Wuji's head and face in greeting.
The beating made Hao Wuji run away with his head in his arms and fell to the ground, unable to resist at all.
no way.
Although the ropes that bind the immortals have been untied, there are still various seals on his body, and he cannot use any magic power, and it is difficult to use various magical powers.
He is just a mortal who is relatively durable.
Although Ye Qingyun is also a "green", he is still a serious god after all.
To deal with a guy who has no magic power, you can definitely use his face casually.
Da Mao on the side yawned, showing no interest in this scene.
Slowly and leisurely return to his kennel.
Sleep on your stomach.
Ye Qingyun just gave Hao Wuji a little lesson and stopped after hitting him with a stick for a few times.
Hao Wuji sat up again and stared at Ye Qingyun with cold eyes.
Obviously.
Ye Qingyun's few sticks were not able to defeat him.
To be continued...