After dressing up as a sadistic female supporting role, I was spoiled by the villains

Chapter 167 Luo Beixiao is really a good master
Is she just being sentimental? No matter how she looked at the master, he seemed to be here to find her.

Shen Yuan took out the man's communication stone, and the light on the stone flashed.

She never listened to the man's summons.

——"Where have you gone?"

——"Xiaoyuan, tell me, master, where are you now?"

There were two summonses in total.

Just by listening to his voice, she could already feel the man's anxiety and worry.

In Shen Yuan's consciousness, regardless of what she knew about the plot in the novel, Luo Beixiao was really a very good master to her.

Isn't it a bit too much for her to avoid him without any reason?

In her previous life, her master treated her very well. She always respected her master and regarded him as her closest elder.

Compare what you are doing now.

Shen Yuan suddenly felt that he seemed to have some double standards.

She treats men badly.

Thinking about it, Shen Yuan squeezed the communication stone tightly.

But if she doesn't leave, she will only become a cannon fodder between the man and Su Lan.

Even if she is not afraid of Su Lan, she will not be tempted by the master like the original owner, but she just feels uncomfortable.

In Shen Yuan's heart, there was a battle between heaven and man, and finally reason prevailed.

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Nine Heavens War Sect
Almost at the same time that Zhan Wuya sat down, Luo Beixiao followed.

Zhan Wuya shook off his robe, poured himself a glass of wine slowly, and drank alone without paying attention to Luo Beixiao.

Seeing this, the man in white took out a bottle of wine from the storage ring, took off the lid and poured himself a glass, then pushed it in front of Zhan Wuya, "Brother Zhan, I respect you."

Zhan Wuya glanced at him: "Hmph."

The man clinked a glass with him in the air and said, "Don't you still have something to do? Why are you back again?"

The man in black curled his lips and spoke in a low voice with a rather sinister tone.

Luo Beixiao knew that he was in the wrong, so he said nothing and raised his head to drink.

Zhan Wuya glanced at him, and then drank another drink.

The two of them drank one glass at a time, and soon the wine bottle was empty.

Zhan Wuyajun's face had two clusters of light pink. He never used spiritual power to resolve his drinking, unlike Luo Beixiao.

Today, Luo Beixiao is still sitting upright, with clear eyes, bright scenery, and no trace of alcohol.

His phoenix eyes fell on the man in black, who was resting his head on the edge of the table, his eyes dim.

Zhan Wuya is good at divination, and the drunker he is, the more accurate his divination is.

The key is that you can't remember things when you're drunk.

The opponent of today's divination did not know in advance, which to a certain extent avoided the punishment from heaven after he revealed the secret.

Of course, the consequences of excessive leakage of secrets still need to be borne by people, and those who bear the consequences will naturally be transferred to the party where the secret was leaked.

"Luo Di, please tell me how long it has been since you asked me out for a drink. My eldest apprentice hasn't seen you in so many years and has been looking forward to it all day long. You don't know how happy he is to know that you are here today. I will send you there now." Call over."

Zhan Wuya said that he was going to call someone with the communication stone.

Luo Beixiao immediately held down his arm.

The communication stone was snatched by him.

The man casually put the stone on the side of the table.

Speaking of Zhan Wuya's great disciple, Luo Beixiao was somewhat worried.

Every time he came to Jiutian Zhanzong, Mo Lin always chased him to ask for sword skills. He mentioned more than once that he wanted to be his master, but Mo Lin's real master across from him didn't care at all.

If Mo Lin was suitable for practicing swordsmanship, he wouldn't mind giving him advice.

The problem is that the other party has no talent at all to become a swordsman, but he is good at medicine and medicine.

(End of this chapter)