The gorgeously decorated house was filled with blue smoke. The maid holding the tray took a careful breath, and the faint fragrance of lotus flowers penetrated into her nose.

The maid doesn't like this taste very much. After the elegant atmosphere has been specially modified, it has lost its previous freshness and has a sweet feeling.

But she dared not express anything, because this was the scent she served and her favorite fragrance.

The graceful young cultivator sat up from the curtain. She moved her lotus steps slowly and slowly got out of the bed. She took the newly made robes from the maid's tray and ordered someone to change them for her - this is a

The things that can be accomplished only by pinching the trick are just a saint who doesn't like them.

She seemed to enjoy the feeling of being served very much, which was obtained by the maid's secret observation.

After wearing the expensive robes and jewelry for the Saint, a new maid came forward, picked up the brush and dipped it in a fine powder, and gently applied it to the scar on the Saint's cheek to the water mirror.

With the help of these medicine powders, the scar on the saint's face was much lighter than before, leaving only a small white mark.

If you change to the female cultivator next to you, you may not care much about it, but this saint is not good. She wants her face to become flawless, even if these medicines for her healing are taken.

The mermaid's belly beads were obtained.

"What are you doing so carefully? Take more powder. You haven't covered my scar yet!" The saint's implicit anger sounded, which scared the maid who applied powder to her.

The maid was just a mortal, so she naturally didn't dare to disobey her master's intentions, but there was only a shallow layer of powder left in the powder box in her hand.

"Sir, there is not much powder left. If you use too much today, you may not be able to use it tomorrow." The maid answered carefully.

As soon as this said, the beautiful face in the water mirror was instantly filled with anger, and the whole face immediately lost its previous fairy aura, and instead became a little more distorted.

"Why is it gone again? Haven't you told you to get more powder back? Why is it gone so soon? The scars on my face are not healed!" The saint was furious, and the maids in the room were in a hurry.

He knelt all over the ground, and he didn't dare to breathe.

The maid in charge of the medicine powder can only explain: "The saint doesn't know that the sect has been hunting less and less recently. Almost all the mermaids in the fairy world have been caught by us, but only the mermaids are beads.

A small piece can’t make much medicine powder at all…”

The maid didn't dare to recall how frightened she was when she got the blood-stained mermaid beads.

That was a mermaid! Such a powerful and beautiful creature died in front of her again and again. Even though the maid was not a very sympathetic person, she felt chills.

One time, she even went a little early and saw the scene of those people picking up beads with her own eyes. The beautiful blue fish tail struggled desperately in front of her, but slowly lost all her vitality and became a little dim.

I'm afraid the maid will never be able to forget it in her life.

I thought that if I said this, the saint would be more considerate.

But everyone did not expect that the other party just snorted coldly: "What does this have to do with me? Since the fairy world cannot catch it, then go to the Xuanwu world to catch it. If it doesn't work, go to the Yunsang world to catch it! My face will be fine soon!

Now, I will never allow myself to fail!"

The maids pressed down their heads hard and endured their fear.

"Yes, I will definitely tell them to make more medicine powder for the saint." When the maid said this, her tone was so cold that she was shocked.

As if he was pleased by the maids' respectful attitude, the gorgeously dressed female cultivator was a little satisfied.

She looked at the maids crawling on the ground and had no intention of asking them to get up.

"Is there any interesting news today? Let's hear it." The saint sat down slowly and said instructing.

These days, the remnant soul in her sea of ​​consciousness said that she had to cultivate for a while, so why did important things accumulate strength? No one urged her to practice, so she naturally relaxed.

But there was nothing fun in Moromon, so she could only listen to the news outside to relieve her boredom.

The habit of saints has been developed for a long time, so when she opened her mouth, someone got up and came to me.

"The third son of the Qingzhou Gong family failed to seize power and was driven out of the door by the head of the family. Now he is gone."

The saint chuckled, she knew about this, after all, the third son of the Gong family would seize power, and she was deceived. She said that she liked powerful people, and that idiot would go to fight with her father and brother regardless of the situation.

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But the other party didn't know at all. This was just a saint who was tired of him and wanted to come out and ask him for a solution.

The news was quite interesting, so the saint continued to listen patiently.

The maid immediately said: "Qingzhou Wandaosheng held an introductory test not long ago. A casual cultivator who had no knowledge of his origin surpassed a group of talents and won the first place this time."

"This person seems to be named...Sang Ying!"

The saint's smile suddenly froze. She turned her head to look at the maid. The other party had already stopped after realizing something was wrong.

"You just said, what is the name of the casual cultivator who won the first place?" As if he couldn't believe it, the saint asked again.

Sweat was already emerging from the maid's forehead, but she had to answer: "That man is called Sang Ying."

With a "bang", it was the sound of the maid who was replying to the reply and was beaten out of the house.

The rest of them dare not go to see them, nor do they need to go to see them. They knew very well that after suffering such a severe blow, the man would definitely have no way to survive.

The chill in their hearts gradually arose, and the sharp and crazy voice of the saint was in their ears: "Sang Ying, Sang Ying, Sang Ying! Why can you still appear when I hide here? Why can you still come from the bottom of the valley without the golden elixir?

Climb out?!"

"Since you have to be unable to get along with me and appear in front of me again and again, don't blame me!"

She cursed in a low voice, then shook her sleeves and entered the training room that was not very popular with her.

It doesn’t matter, it will be a sect competition soon. By then, she will step on this person again as before!

Sang Ying, I will let you taste the feeling of being betrayed and abandoned by your own sect again!

The Moromon Saint from the Lilan Realm swears secretly.

...

Qingzhou, Wandaosheng.

Elder Gu on the Broken Sword Peak had just sent off his newly accepted disciple. When he was about to take a few sips of spiritual wine to rest, an uninvited guest suddenly broke into his peak.

Looking at the evil face of the visitor, Gu Lao Zhang snorted coldly: "Why are you here for me? Why don't you stay on your Xiaoyao Peak, and your disciple who used means to snatch it out.

Cultivate feelings?”

Jiulian, who had heard many similar sarcastic stories along the way, smiled gently, and rarely had a good face to Elder Gu: "What are you saying, Senior Brother? When can't you cultivate feelings? Compared to this, it's better to come to Senior Brother to get a gift.

More important.”

"Gift?" Elder Gu sat up, "What gift?"

He didn't remember saying that he wanted to give Jiulian a gift.

"Senior brother is really a noble man who forgets things. Now I have a rare opportunity to accept my disciple. How can I not give my nephew some gifts? And I have already thought about it without having to worry too much. My good disciple is a mutated ice spirit root, other things

No, just the ice-attribute sword soul in your hand."

Elder Gu widened his eyes. When he was just robbing his disciples in the hall, he said casually that this kid actually wrote them down!

He said angrily, "What does your apprentice have to do with me? Besides, I am not the only one with ice-attribute treasures. Some people also have an ice-attribute martial art hidden!"

The young man in red smiled gently and politely, lit up the things in his arms and scattered all over the floor: "Senior brother, don't worry, I have already got all the things you said, and only what you have left in your hands."

Elder Gu:...Are you a bandit?!


Chapter completed!