After the infinite death, the villain, she is rotten

Chapter 12

After finishing speaking, Xiuying stretched out her hands.

The senior hesitated for a moment and put the key in Xiuying's palm. Xiuying raised her eyebrows and looked at the senior's waist and twitched her palm.

?

The senior brother thought for a while with question marks all over his head, Shuo covered his belt, stared at Xiuying sadly and shook his head.

"Ok?"

Xiuying nodded with a hum, and continued to spread her hands, as if she would not stop until she handed it over.

That senior brother pursed his lips, filled his whole body with a sad breath, took out the two middle-grade spirit stones kept at his waist, solemnly put them in Xiuying's hands, then turned his head and stepped out of the room with heartache. Door.

Two middle-grade spirit stones!It's equivalent to picking four frames full of spiritual grass in the back mountain forest, blah, blah, blah!It was almost mine!
Xiuying chuckled and put the spirit stone into her waist bag, looked at her eldest grandson Fuling and signaled her to choose quickly.

Speaking of Senior Sister Xiuying's financial resources, she is quite rich. Before entering Tiangangzong, she was the daughter of the richest man in the South China Sea.

When the jade card recommended by Tian Gangzong was sent to Xiuying, she was very happy. She had always dreamed of being a swordsman, but her father only wanted her to be a carefree little girl in the South China Sea that no one dared to bully. Princess, so she has been blocking her from entering the sect.

In order to enter the Tiangang Sect, Xiuying cried and made noises, her father had no choice but to let her go after seeing her persist.

At the end of each year, the Zongmen let everyone go down the mountain to visit relatives. Senior sister Xiuying is always the first one to run, and when she comes back, she will bring a lot of treasures. The deacon hall even has her investment.

The eldest grandson Fuling sighed:

This monstrous wealth!
"Senior Sister is in jail, I'll take Biyu's set."

Xiuying curled her lips unhappily when she heard this:

"Why are you being polite to me? If you think it's not fresh later and want to change it, tell me."

"Oh, by the way, what my father sent this time is that sweet-scented osmanthus brew, would you like to try it?"

The eldest grandson Fuling nodded, and Xiuying called a colleague outside to get some wine.

Linghu Xunmei's ears moved, and her eyes rolled round.

Osmanthus stuffed?How is it different from Peach Blossom Brew?
When the door opened with a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine on the table, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus filled the room instantly.

The eldest grandson Fuling's eyes lit up when he smelled it, he picked up the jasper teacup on the table and poured a cup to taste it first.

"Sigh~ Good wine, rich aroma, soft and sweet taste."

Linghu Xunmei, who was outside the door, smelled such a smell and heard such a pertinent evaluation. She couldn't stand it anymore. She pulled the newly repaired door over there and poked her head out, pleading:

"Sisters, can you give Xiaomei a cup and taste it?"

As soon as Xiuying saw him, she picked up a jasper teacup on the table and called him.

"Go away!"

Linghu Xunmei raised her eyebrows to catch the teacup, raised her hand to catch the teacup, and said with a smile:
"Thank you Miss Xiuying for the teacup."

After speaking, he took the teacup and walked into the room, found a bench, sat down, picked up the wine jar, poured a cup and began to taste.

Xiuying: ...

Grandson Fuling: ...

The two looked at each other, a little speechless. They had never seen such a brazen spirit beast. It was estimated that their face was thicker than the fur on their body.

Xiuying rolled up her sleeves with a cry, ready to shave this stinky fox who doesn't know what she is.

Linghu Xunmei heard Xiuying groan and said:

"What are you talking about?"

"Hey, old lady, what's the matter with you?"

Xiuying slapped the table and stood up, she was going to beat the guy opposite to death!
At the critical moment, the eldest grandson Fuling took Xiuying's hand and shook his head.

"Senior Sister Xiuying, forget it, his skin is as thick as a carrot buried in the ground, we don't have the same knowledge as him."

Xiuying snorted, picked up her teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

"Three people can't drink, let's stick a note with fists, shall we?"

The eldest grandson Fuling proposed in order to ease the embarrassment.

Then the three of them grunted and punched, and finally the eldest grandson, Fuling, had the most notes on his face, and he shouted angrily that I would stop playing, and it ended.

Just when there was no more wine in the jar, Xiuying raised her head and tore off the note to look outside the door. The people in the deacon's hall had already left at some point, and the sky outside had also dimmed. It turned out that it was night before she knew it.

"Junior Sister Fu Ling, I'll go back to my room first as it's getting late."

I had already rested at Junior Sister Fu Ling's place yesterday, and if I didn't go back to the room today, those colleagues from the same family would inevitably gossip when they saw me not on the bed.

The eldest grandson, Fu Ling, was pulling the slivers all over his face, and some of them were quite painful.

Hearing Xiuying's words, he also raised his head and looked outside.

"Alright, it's getting late, Senior Sister Xiuying, be careful on the road."

Xiuying nodded, looking at Linghu Xunmei next to her, propping her head against the note, and still chanting: "How can life be when you drink and sing..." There are black lines all over her head.

I have read this poem eight times, if not ten times. I only know this line, right?
People are addicted to alcohol, rushing to drink so much, you're an idiot!
Originally, she was angry with Linghu Xunmei, but when she got up and passed by, she couldn't help but kicked him when she saw his long legs stretched out.

Linghu Xunmei hiccupped and looked at Xiuying with eyes full of confusion, the words "Why did you kick me" were written in her eyes.

"Hold me, this jio is a little itchy."

Then he managed to hum a little song and walked away.

?

Linghu turned his head to look at Changsun Fuling with question marks all over his face.

The eldest grandson Fuling spread his hands over this, saying: Don't look at me, I am Phuket Island.

"Xiaomei, you go to sleep in the side room in my yard. After the sword tomb opens after this martial arts tournament, I will choose the spiritual sword that suits you. After that, you can enter the space to rest and practice."

There is an independent space in the spirit sword to store spirit beasts, which can be used for rest and sleep at ordinary times.

Linghu Xunmei nodded, got up in a daze, walked across the door to the left.

The eldest grandson Fuling walked out of the room with a sigh, wondering how such a stupid spirit beast Leng Yuanshuang thought about the contract.

"Xiaomei, it's on the right, you're going the wrong way."

Linghu Xunmei turned around dully and nodded:
"Oh."

The eldest grandson Fuling watched him staggering to the right, paused in one of the side rooms, and then stepped in before withdrawing his gaze.

(End of this chapter)