Chapter 242 These two scourges(1/3)
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With Wu Zijin leading the way, the three of them walked towards the interior of the Sixth Environment in the eyes of everyone on the outside. The people watching on the outside were still full of surprises, guessing what was so weird about these two people, and at the same time they admired in their hearts: Even though they transformed into ordinary appearances, the temperament of the two of them was still extraordinary, and people couldn't help but follow them.
Especially the tacit understanding and warmth between the two of them when they are together is the most attractive thing. People want to blend in and feel the intimacy between the two. But no matter how much they long for it, they can't find anyone to blend in. This method makes people feel like they are being scratched by a cat's claws, making them crazy and anxious.
"I see, even if these two people transform into this, they will inevitably run into trouble after entering." A person on the periphery said angrily, not knowing whether he was envious or jealous.
"It's impossible to say for sure. In the sixth environment, Yunxiangfang headquarters, beauties can be seen everywhere, and each has his or her own style. Although these two are unrivaled in beauty, without their stunning looks, they would still be intimidating. Disappointed and lost interest." The person who retorted was a middle-aged man in a green robe. The so-called face has a heart. His mean face, coupled with the content of his words, immediately made people know that he is a person who pays special attention to appearance. Many times the true beauty within is overlooked.
"What kind of vision!" A man dressed as a scholar sneered and said sarcastically: "If it is ordinary elegance, without appearance, it will naturally be inferior. But those two people just now, even if they did not see their appearance, they just saw The figures of the two of them are comparable to the immortal paintings appearing in the world, and their appearance has become secondary. Now that they hide their appearance, I think things will become more troublesome."
"Oh? What do you mean?" The words of this man dressed as a scholar attracted the attention of others.
The Qingpao scholar smiled and said: "If they keep their original appearance, they will naturally attract more people, and there will naturally be more pedantic people who pay attention to appearance. Such people are difficult to deal with, but compared to truly powerful people, they are much better." Seeing that others still wanted to show a confused expression, the scholar stopped trying to hide his appearance and said directly: "They hide their appearance, so those who can find their extraordinary beauty must have extraordinary vision. Such people are better than ordinary people." People who only see the appearance are much stronger. Although their troubles will be much less when the time comes, the level of troubles will not change at all."
"Oh!" Others suddenly realized, then nodded in agreement, and sighed the next moment: "It's still the same after all, but it's better to have fewer people than more people. I only know that in these six environments, many people are sought after, and most people Everyone will just feel happy and proud, but these two look like a couple at first glance, and they are still a couple who love each other very much, so this will not be easy to handle."
They were talking a lot, and the figures of Tang Niannian and others had already entered the interior.
The prosperity inside really cannot be compared with the outside. Flowers are in bloom, the grass is long and fragrant, the attic buildings are unique, and the carved jade statues are unique and unique. Everywhere here exudes a romantic, luxurious, debauched and elegant atmosphere. Just by looking at it, people can't help but feel lingering.
Wu Zijin carefully paid attention to the expressions of the people around him, and introduced to Tang Niannian: "Master, the place you want to have the best reputation, the cleanest environment, the quietest atmosphere, and the best food belongs to the Sixth Ring Road Queyun Tower in this sixth environment. Yes, but the residence inside requires real-name records, and those who are not from first-class sects or those with great reputations cannot enter."
Tang Niannian was squeezing Siling Guhong's palm at this time, kneading it until it felt comfortable. She was aware of Wu Zijin's words and said calmly: "Isn't my reputation big enough?"
Master! Can you please say goodbye to me? It makes me feel crazy.
Wu Zijin said calmly: "The master's reputation is naturally great, but does he really want to check in with his real name? In this case, he needs to show proof. According to my subordinates, the master's current appearance is different from the original, and coupled with the grievances between the master and Yun Xiangfang, It’s better not to check in under your real name.”
Tang Niannian lightly slapped his eyelashes, and withdrew his attention from Siling Guhong's palm, looking towards Wu Zijin, about to say something.
Siling Guhong held her hand and tightened it, drawing her attention back, "Why don't you squeeze it?"
Being squeezed by her delicate and delicate hands was more comfortable than stepping on a cat's fleshy mat, especially with the fascinated look on her face. Not to mention how interesting it was, it made his heart feel weak and itchy.
Tang Niannian's palms tightened and loosened around his, and she said seriously: "Hong'er should be tired after walking for so long. I want to find the best place for Hong'er to stay and have a meal."
Wu Zijin's heart trembled as Hong'er blurted out his words naturally one after another. He thought: Master, are you getting into the role too quickly, or do you simply have no idea how shocking your behavior is? At the peak of the Mahayana period, Snow Immortal will truly become an immortal in just one step!
Just as Wu Zijin was thinking, a black light flashed in front of his eyes, forcing all his thoughts back, and he quickly reached out to block it.
Only then did he realize that what rushed into his hand was not any attack, but just a dark green sign.
Dead man's spirit card!
This dividing people is a smaller version of the dead soul card.
Wu Zijin's face was stiff. He didn't know who dared to play with him like this. Just when he was about to scan the whole place coldly, he heard the familiar yet unfamiliar Qingyue voice, "Use this to register."
As soon as these words reached his ears, Wu Zijin was stunned. What he saw when he raised his head was the look from Siling Guhong. Even though his appearance had transformed into that of an ordinary woman, the look in those eyes was There is no change at all. When people see it, they fall into a bottomless whirlpool and can no longer see anything else.
Wu Zijin didn't dare to look further and nodded in agreement.
At this time, he carefully looked at the miniature version of the Dead Man's Spirit Card in his hand, and found that there seemed to be a dark, bright green light in the center.
This is?
Wu Zijin probed in with his spiritual consciousness.
Quack, quack, quack, quack~
A burst of weird laughter instantly entered his mind along with his spiritual consciousness.
"Gah!" Wu Zijin was stimulated by the sudden laughter in his mind and burped. He almost lost his temper and threw away the spiritual tablet and jumped up. Fortunately, he was the leader of a sect and his mental quality was quite strong, so he held it back.
Holding this strange and weird spiritual tablet tightly, Wu Zijin couldn't help but glance at Siling Guhong. This shouldn't be Xuexian deliberately playing tricks on him, would he do such a boring thing?
Definitely not!
Wu Zijin has become very aware of one fact these days. In the eyes of Siling Guhong, except for Tang Niannian, everything is the same in his eyes, leaving no trace, and it is so ruthless that it is frightening.
It is absolutely impossible for such a person to joke with him for no reason and resort to such weird tricks.
So what is going on with this spiritual tablet?
Wu Zijin was confused when Tang Niannian asked aloud: "What is that?"
Siling Guhong naturally didn't hide anything from her and said with a smile: "It's an identity that Xuejin made in the Demon Realm."
"Huh?" Tang Niannian became a little interested, "What is your identity?"
Didn't Xue Jin come just when they came to the Demon Realm? Such a small thing was not enough to give them any identity and reputation. Or maybe Xue Jin had been to the Demon Realm before them, but she just didn't notice it.
Tang Niannian guessed that things should be as she thought later, and did not inquire more deeply. Some things were the same whether she knew them or not, and she would not desperately seek knowledge.
"Naughty ghost."
As soon as he said this, the face of Wu Zijin, who was holding the weird dead soul card, suddenly changed. It was a complex expression of distortion, helplessness, resentment, aggrieved, etc., making his face look like a dyeing plate, constantly changing.
Transform.
"Oh." Tang Niannian's reaction was very dull.
Wu Zijin seemed to be aroused by her incredibly plain tone and demeanor, and raised his head sharply to stare at her.
His eyes were so intense that it was difficult for Tang Niannian not to notice.
"Xiao Zi, what do you want to do to me?" The look in his eyes was very strange, as if he hated iron. If other people were looking at Tang Niannian like this, Tang Niannian would naturally have no intention to pay attention to it. However, Xiao Zi has been doing well recently.
Tang Niannian always treated each of his subordinates differently.
Her question was very calm, and she didn't notice that the question sounded particularly ambiguous.
Wu Zijin was frightened by this question. He was afraid that Siling Guhong would misunderstand something and that he, an innocent man, would have to go through the door of hell again. He had no choice but to curse, "What do I want to do to you? What do I dare to do to you?"
Well, this is probably going to be crushed into dregs before it’s even finished.
"To return to the master, I have no idea what you want to do." Wu Zijin said firmly with lowered eyes.
Tang Niannian: "Huh?" His expression was clear to everyone at a glance, as if he had the words "Then what do you mean by looking at me like that" written in big characters?
Wu Zijin squeezed the dead man's tablet in his hand and said: "To tell the master, the reason why this subordinate lost his composure is because he heard the name of naughty ghost." Without waiting for Tang Niannian to ask, he explained clearly: "The name of naughty ghost is
He emerged a hundred years ago. It is rumored that he comes and goes without a trace and is like a ghost. No one has seen his true appearance. Every time he sees him, he is a pale green shadow. He laughs weirdly and plays tricks on people like a naughty boy.
Le, all the devils who are raped by him will become mentally disturbed, so they are called stubborn ghosts."
As he was talking, Wu Zijin finally remembered that the magic card he was holding in his hand was the unique spiritual card of the naughty ghost. Just listening to the weird and weird laughter, it was indeed the trick of the naughty ghost. Apart from him, there were also
How could anyone do such a boring thing.
Bored?
If Seoljin were here, he would definitely ask him carefully about what is boring and what is not boring.
Tang Niannian nodded. If it were a hundred years ago, it would have been the hundred years when she returned to the Yuan family for seclusion after just participating in the rookie competition.
Seeing that she had no intention of continuing this topic, Wu Zijin didn't mention it further.
At this moment, there was only ups and downs in his heart.
Although he himself has not personally experienced naughty ghosts, a good friend of his has encountered them. The mental disorder of his friend is still fresh in his memory, so he treats naughty ghosts whom he has never met psychologically.
The seeds of sensitivity have been planted.
Why is the representative brand of Naughty Ghost in the hands of Siling Guhong?
From their conversation, we can also tell that Naughty Ghost's real name is Xuejin, which means they should be familiar with him, which means that Naughty Ghost might be one of theirs.
Wu Zijin's originally cold face became even colder, and his complexion was already a little dark purple. However, since his lips were originally dark purple, there was nothing curious about it. I just thought it should be caused by his vaginal discharge.
, but he didn’t know that this expression was caused by his mood.
In just a few words, they had already arrived in front of the Sixth Ring Tower.
The Liuhuan Yunque Tower is six stories high. You can feel the essence of this pavilion just by looking from the outside. Although you can see the guests sitting inside from the wide open door, you can't hear the conversations inside.
From the slightest sound, it can be seen that this six-ring Yunque Tower must have an excellent formation.
Wu Zijin said: "Master, please."
Although he was originally the leader of a sect, it did not mean that he did not understand the duties and behavior of a subordinate. His position as leader of the sect was climbed up from the bottom step by step.
Tang Niannian nodded and walked in holding Siling Guhong's hand.
When he passed through the gate of Yunque Building in the Sixth Ring Road, Tang Niannian felt something like a film of water brushing past his body.
Wu Zijin followed her and Siling Guhong, and seemed to see a flash of light in Tang Niannian's eyes, and explained aloud: "Wanting to enter the Sixth Ring Yunque Tower requires not only identity, but also cultivation. With the master and...
Well, your cultivation level will definitely allow you to enter easily, so my subordinates didn’t tell me.”
Let him call her Mrs. Siling Guhong? That is absolutely impossible!
But knowing that Tang Niannian and the others have now exchanged identities, of course he cannot call him Young Master Siling Guhong. He can only ignore it when he can. As the saying goes, the more you say, the more mistakes you make, and the less you say, the more mistakes you make.
"Yes." Tang Niannian nodded, looked up at Siling Guhong, and said softly: "Hong'er, are you tired?"
Click!
Wu Zijin staggered under his feet, and the sound he made was neither too loud nor too small, but it also attracted people's attention. Faced with the people on the first floor looking at him, Wu Zijin's expression changed, and he kicked towards the threshold of the gate of Yunque Building in the Sixth Ring Road.
The threshold turned into ashes under his feet. Wu Zijin threw a high-grade spiritual stone to the waiter and said coldly: "The threshold is too high and people will trip. Next time, fix it lower."
The Sixth Ring Yunque Building is divided into six floors, and each higher floor requires a higher level of cultivation and identity. With Wu Zijin's identity on this first floor, destroying a threshold is nothing, as long as the money is paid to repair it.
To be continued...