Becoming a Senior Sister Lingshan

Chapter 112 The Uninvited Guest's Departure
They also thought that Li Zhuzi, who could make Venerable Ye think about it for so many years, would be some kind of peerless beauty, at least not weaker than Lingshan Qingjue. They had met those two women once, and they were indeed heavenly beauties .

Now it seems that there is some "disappointment".

This woman is very plainly dressed, and the short ponytail that reaches her neck adds a bit of sophistication to her.

Although her temperament is not bad, she is as quiet as a pine valley, and at this time she is holding the little girl very gently.

But with the beauty and beauty of the country, the peerless elegance really can't stand on top.

Looking at each other, several disrespectful old guys shook their heads, and the curiosity in their eyes gradually disappeared.

As contemporaries, Venerable Ye should have seen Qing Jue and the other two, but his heart has always been tied to Li Zhuzi, so they want to know Li Zhuzi's appearance.

There is no way, there is no magic to deal with them now, and they are really idle. Today, Xianjian can be regarded as a fun for them.

People in Shushan don't like intrigue or scrambling for anything, so this ancient sect inherited from ancient times is now in such a miserable state. like a beggar.

Poor, but also like refining.

The result is poorer and poorer.

"You... what are you looking at!" At this moment, Luo Hanyi suddenly stepped out and stood in front of Li Zhuzi.

Her voice was trembling, as if she was afraid.

Men are the scariest thing.

She noticed that a group of men in Shushan had been watching Li Zhuzi intentionally or unintentionally since just now.

You must know that the latter is in a state of no coat now, although Sister Zhuzi is holding the little girl in her arms, covering her figure.

But there is no guarantee what this group of people will see.

"..." Seeing this, everyone present fell silent.

This girl... don't have a brain...

Li Zhuzi was originally in a state of indifference, but he also felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Luo Hanyi's words.

"It's getting late, we can leave." Master Luanfeng said.

Lu Ling has been found and everything has been dealt with, so what are you doing in Shushan?

"can."

"It doesn't matter."

"Let's go then."

Master Zixu hasn't spoken for a long time, as long as she doesn't get involved with Master Juexian, she is usually very quiet.

As for Han Xue...

From a long time ago, she had been sitting on a chair with a wine gourd in her arms, her eyes slightly squinted, her cheeks were slightly red, as if she was not clear of drunkenness.

It wasn't a day or two since she couldn't tell the difference, and those present were not surprised.

Are you leaving?

Hearing this, everyone in Shushan got up and saw them off.

After receiving them for so long, they basically have an impression of this year's Lingshan people.

Much better than theirs, at least they won't make trouble for no reason.

"Yezi, what did you agree to receive? You ran to chat with Zhuzi, and you wanted us to help you drag these people away." The frivolous man whispered.

"..." Venerable Ye didn't open his mouth, but only pinched a trace of sword light, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.

Romance?How dare I say it.

But... except for the most important [flower], there are others,

"Just kidding, just kidding, you two are the purest friendship, don't be angry." The frivolous man confessed.

Then, all the people present stood up and prepared to leave.

"Go home." Luo Hanyi cheered.

I walked two places that day. Although I saw a few old friends, it was not interesting at all. She was very tired.

"There's no need to send it off, we'll just leave on our own," the nun in black said.

Uninvited guests, of course, don't have to send them off.

During the speech, a row of Lingshan people turned and disappeared, including Li Zhuzi.

Some of these women left without even saying goodbye. There was nothing serious in Shushan, and after so long, they were tired of it.

What is there to talk about with a group of old men, lifeless, no mood.

"……kindness…"

Looking at a row of empty seats in the Jiange, the people in Shushan looked at each other, and then sighed helplessly.

just go away...

Forget it, it's a good thing that the trouble is gone.

"It's gone." The white-bearded old man took the lead to leave, and then the others also turned into sword lights and left.

But some people did not leave, wondering how Venerable Ye would handle this matter, and whether it would have any impact on Shushan's reputation.

Of course, he was also sent away by Venerable Ye in the end.

"Yezi, let's hear it. What are you guys talking about? You can talk for so long." The frivolous man asked.

"Nothing." Venerable Ye said casually.

Looking at the dark night scene outside Jiange, he frowned.

The floating sword peak was broken, the broken ancestral sword, and the sword mound crashed...

It's all trouble.

The days of cleanliness are over for now.

The most important thing was the destruction of Lihuo Hongling's scabbard. Compared with the scabbard, the one from Fujianfeng was nothing at all.

In the next period of time, all the venerables who can refine weapons in Shushan can't get away. They want to rebuild the scabbard for the fairy sword in the fastest time.

You know, there are still several venerables guarding the cave, and the fear is that the fairy sword will continue to leak its breath.

Although the fairy sword is very docile, it sometimes leaks its breath unconsciously, just like the sea of ​​flames and explosions that occurred today. Although the destruction caused by unconsciousness will be smaller, there will be losses in the end.

At this time, the scabbard is needed to prevent the fairy sword from leaking breath when it is asleep.

The sooner the better.

In the next few years, Shushan might not be able to spare time to do other things...

Ignoring the chattering person beside him, Venerable Ye raised his hand, and a sword appeared in his palm.

It is also a sword without sheath.

Very coquettish.

It was Mo Yuan.

He took the magic sword from Lezheng Luoting, and after some inspection, he confirmed that Mo Yuan had really disappeared, and Li Zhuzi didn't sense any trace of magic energy in the sword.

"Oh? Is this Mo Yuan? Let me see..." As he spoke, the frivolous man stretched out his hand, but Venerable Ye simply avoided it.

"This sword is now the saber of Luoting." Venerable Ye said.

"This... isn't it a little..." The frivolous man was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a look of pain.

After knowing that the Demon King had fled, he also thought about the Demon Sword...

Some want it, he still lacks a handy weapon right now, he doesn't even dare to think about the fairy sword, and he doesn't like the spirit sword either, this magic sword is just right.

"It's not good for me..." he said.

Venerable Ye repeated: "Now, it is a saber in the court."

The implication is that you give up.

"...Why?" The frivolous man would not give up. Since those Shushan venerables didn't ask, it meant that Mo Yuan was also handed over to Ye Zun.

So you have to ask him.

"Yezi, you can't use your power for personal gain... just because Luoting is your apprentice? Besides, don't you think it's a waste of money?" The frivolous man said, he was already shameless enough to fight for things with the junior.

After all, for people in Shushan, the sword is more important than anything else.

"..."

"Mo Yuan has already recognized the Lord." Venerable Ye spoke after a moment of silence.

"Acknowledge the Lord? That girl in the court?" The frivolous man didn't take it seriously. He had seen it before, but it shouldn't be some deep-seated confession.

"Hehe." Venerable Ye flicked his sleeves, and then handed over the sword in his hand to the frivolous man.

The latter took it happily, and after meeting Mo Yuan, the smile froze on his face.

Mo Yuan was rejecting him.

"No way, it's only been a long time, how did that girl do it? This is still a half-spirited sword..." The frivolous man cried, and at this moment he completely gave up the idea of ​​owning Mo Yuan.

This level of acknowledgment... Unless Le Zheng died in court, he didn't even have to think about it.

"I don't know." Venerable Ye took Mo Yuan's sword and said.

Perhaps it has something to do with the character of his little apprentice.

Demon Sword, Ominous Man...

Shaking his head slightly, he released the restraint of the Mo Yuan Sword, and the latter let out a cheerful sword chant, turning into a meteor and flying into the distance.

There is the medical pavilion, and it is also where Lezheng Luoting is now.

(End of this chapter)