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Chapter 9
This wing room does not know that she is alone, there are many young, beautiful and fresh women.

These women are all like her, they have been well-dressed, their clothes are expensive, and their temples are full of beauty. It seems that the city lord is going to put them in front of the Wuxiang Immortal to see each other later.

She raised her eyebrows lazily, thinking that this is not a cleansing feast, but a beauty pageant.

Wuxiangxianjun is really a blessing!
A group of Yingying and Yanyan were standing or sitting reservedly, and the yard was filled with the smell of rouge and gouache.

Sang Ning's nose itched and couldn't help but sneezed a little.

A group of girls originally gathered together in twos and threes to whisper together, but because of Sang Ning's sudden sneeze, everyone's eyes fell on her in unison.

Or envy, or envy.

The yard was silent for a few seconds.

Sang Ning twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Go ahead, don't worry about me."

She was really full and came to play this boring game with a group of mortals.

However, these long years are already boring.

What's more, in this life, she is just a little spirit, without any responsibility on her shoulders, so she should enjoy it naturally.

"This girl won't be vain about her beauty, so she really thinks that Xianjun will take a fancy to you."

A woman's sneer came from the crowd.

It was rare for Sang Ning to turn her head to look at the speaker. It was a very aggressively beautiful girl in a red dress, with an arrogant and domineering arrogance all over her body.

She clicked her tongue, didn't she, she started fighting for favor and jealousy before entering the harem of that Wuxiang Immortal?

Sang Ning smiled at her, but didn't answer her, but turned her head to look at the stars in the sky, inexplicably remembering something far away.

Someone once took him to watch the stars dance in the Milky Way.

Sang Ning twitched the corners of her mouth mockingly, a little resenting that she was so stupid and devoted herself to others, never thinking that everything started out as a well-designed scheme by others.

Love hurts others, or a person is chic and comfortable.

The moonlight was pouring down, and Sang Ning looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of stars but he seemed to see nothing, the purple clothes were quiet, and his whole body was cold and lonely.

All the girls in the yard were amazed for a moment, and the arrogant woman in red who spoke just now was upset. She felt that Sang Ning was blatantly provoking her.

Since she was a small star, when has she ever suffered such grievances? If it wasn't for the fairy who lives high in the clouds, why would she go to the small southern city to mix with this group of rouge vulgar fans.

"Hey! What do you mean? Do you know who this princess is?!"

The woman in red asked angrily.

The girls in the courtyard watched the show, some were gloating, and some looked pensive.

After all, among the people present, these two are the most beautiful. If they fight, it may be more beneficial for them to be favored by Lord Xianjun.

Sang Ning withdrew her thoughts, couldn't help but rolled her eyes silently, did you say all this because I was afraid that I wouldn't know?

"Your Highness, this red dress suits you very well."

Sang Ning answered irrelevant questions, and gave her a very friendly smile.

Now she is a little curious about who this Wuxiang Immortal is, and he can even attract the princesses.

Although the status of a human monk is unattainable, especially this kind of monk who is only one step away from becoming an immortal at a young age.But the status of the royal family is also not low, and the common people have always agreed that the emperor was born by a god.

It was very interesting.

Nancheng, who was thought to be ordinary, turned out to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The woman in red had a displeased face at first, and she was about to find fault with her, but when she saw her smiling face, her mind went blank for a moment, and she completely forgot about the manuscript she had typed just now.

Her heartbeat stopped for a moment, she stared at Sang Ning intently, she actually felt that this girl was even more beautiful than Immortal Wuxiang.

"Girls, the city lord invites you to go to Jiefenglou."

Everyone put away their expressions, and the woman in red also ruthlessly snuffed out the messy thoughts in her head, and stood first with her head held high, and then everyone followed closely, for fear of falling behind.

Is Lord Wuxiang so attractive?
This group of beautiful little girls are willing to rush to be concubines?
Sang Ning walked slowly to the end of the line, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

After being dead for thousands of years, she doesn't understand the customs of this world. Could it be that she is too backward?
The glazed attic is built near the water, with exquisite lanterns hanging on the corners of the four corners. The clear pool water reflects the beautiful attic like a mirror.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a fairy pavilion in the world.

Sang Ning slowly followed the team in front to the attic, thinking that the scholar must have a wonderful expression when he saw her.

She slightly raised her red lips, that scholar is a counselor of the City Lord's Mansion, oh, and his fiancée.

If it weren't for them, the original body would not have to be discovered by the monks with evil intentions, dig out Tengyuan Yuqing and disappear.

Coming here this time can be regarded as clearing up the cause and effect of the original body.

The light above her head lit up, and Sang Ning knew that she had entered the hall. Like all girls, she seemed to be looking at her toes with lowered eyebrows.

The voice of the city lord's hospitality came vaguely from the first part, "It's rare for Xianjun to come to Nancheng, and I hope Xianjun can accept a little respect."

"No need."

A faint voice came, and it was a bit displeased to listen carefully.

Sang Ning raised his head suddenly, but saw that the man sitting above him, the man whom the city lord called Wuxiang Xianjun, turned out to be Shu Yu!

As she raised her head, Shu Yu also met her eyes at the right time. Seeing her dressed in purple, her easy-going aura stagnated for some reason, and she suddenly fell into some deep memory.

It turned out to be Shu Yu!
This matter suddenly became nonsensical and funny, Wuxiang Xianjun turned out to be Shuyu's dead fox.

Sang Ning's eyes widened, unable to digest this fact, but after thinking about it, she felt that her reaction was several beats slower.

Obviously she has met Shu Yu twice, the first time was in the city lord's mansion, she did not fail to see that Shu Yu has a good prestige in the world, although most of the divine power has been suppressed, but there is still a strong spiritual blessing, known as the immortal What is so strange about you.

Formless is white and false.

It took her a long time to react.

Originally, Sang Ning lowered her head, and everyone could only see her graceful figure, but just now she raised her head out of surprise, and under the bright light, everyone could clearly see her astonishing face .

Accompanied by the sound of breathing in, there were two shattering sounds of bowls and plates falling one after another.

"Sang Ning!"

"Witch!"

Two completely different voices sounded in the lobby.

Shu Yu's hand holding the teacup trembled, and he looked at the man dressed as a scholar not far away with a complicated expression, feeling inexplicably irritable.

Her name is also Sang Ning.

It is also a vine family.

return……

Shu Yu clenched her fingers tightly, her breath was disturbed for a moment, and an invisible crack appeared on the teacup.

Just now, the monk who called out to Sang Ning to be a demon girl formed a magic seal and called Sang Ning.

The cruel and ruthless Fayin pointed directly at her life gate.

A monk in a gray-blue robe?

(End of this chapter)