"Zhongxiao, are you convinced or not?" Ling Yitong did not know the real reason why Ling Zhongxiao had rejected her, and she was too lazy to explain it to Ling Zhongxiao. Her eyes were full of threat.
"Sister Yiyuan ..." Ling Zhongxiao's expression was very troubled.
"Ling Zhongxiao, your wings have hardened, right? you even dare to disobey my words?" Seeing Ling Zhongxiao like this, Ling Yitong was even angrier.
"It's just a small injury. There's no need to take a spirit pill. Besides, there will be pill poison if he takes the pill. It's not good for his future cultivation. " Seeing Ling Zhongxiao in a difficult position, Ling Chuxi opened her mouth to persuade him.