Chapter 43
Konjac touched her face, she was really speechless, if she hadn't confirmed that she had really become beautiful before, this ugly face that was exactly the same as before would have made her think that she was just daydreaming.

Konjac walked slowly on the way back to Leng Yunjiao, with mixed emotions in his heart. He didn't understand what the fortune teller was thinking, but he didn't feel like a bad person. She originally wanted to get Dingyan Pill and leave here. Maybe she won't meet Leng Yun again, but all this is not as perfect as she imagined, she tried her best to make herself walk in another direction, but her feet just walked in the direction of Leng Yunjiao disobediently.

"This girl, please wait a moment."

Konjac was walking forward absent-mindedly, but a woman's voice came from behind, which sounded gentle and pleasant.

"Are you calling me?" Konjac turned around strangely, but saw a beautiful woman, but her eyes were not as clear as her voice.

"That's right, where else is there other than you?" The woman smiled, and then slowly walked towards Konjac. When she saw Konjac's turned face, she stopped as if frightened: "Your face..."

"What's wrong with my face?" Konjac reached out to touch it in confusion, suddenly realized, and lamented: "Hey, I have been pitiful since I was a child, and I am ugly. How can I look so beautiful like you, everyone loves me."

"I didn't mean to laugh at you, I just wanted to ask you for a favor." Although Xiaofeng said it nicely, she avoided her eyes, unwilling to look at Konjac's expression again.

"Sure enough, there are ulterior motives." Konjac secretly guarded in the bottom of his heart: "We don't know each other, so I don't know what kind of help you want to ask me for?"

Seeing Konjac took two steps back, the woman pulled a certain distance away from her, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened a bit: "Hehe, my name is Xiaofeng, I don't mean any harm to you, I just want to see you flute."

Konjac's body trembled slightly, and the fingers hidden in the cuff moved slightly: "Flute? I don't have a flute on me. If you have nothing else, I will leave first."

"Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being rude to you." Xiaofeng's voice turned cold, her eyes darkened, and she stopped in front of Konjac.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Seeing that he couldn't walk, Konjac took two steps back nervously.

"As long as you give me the flute, I'll leave immediately." Xiaofeng approached two steps again, and it seemed that if Konjac didn't hand over the flute, he was ready to do it.

Konjac pulled out the flute from his cuff, and held it tightly in his palm: "Okay, what you say is true, then you catch it." Konjac threw the flute far away after speaking, and then fled forward like flying.

Xiaofeng looked in the direction where the flute flew out, but there was nothing. Only then did she know that she had been fooled by konjac.

"I'll see where you can go." Xiaofeng's face darkened completely, those already dark eyes were full of anger, she jumped up, and her whole figure disappeared.

In a panic, Konjac turned into a corpse flower and stood in a pile of grass.

"Huh?" Xiaofeng chased here, stopped and searched around: "It's obviously nearby, why did it suddenly disappear?"

"You're lucky." After searching for a long time, Xiaofeng probably decided that the konjac was not here, and then she was about to leave. When she walked by the konjac flower, she suddenly stopped: "Is this a flower? I didn't expect it There are still such ugly flowers in the world."

Seeing Xiaofeng stop, Konjac shook her body in fright, shook her head slightly, and was slightly relieved to see that she didn't notice him.

Seeing the surroundings become quiet, Konjac carefully transformed into a human form. This delay has passed for nearly a stick of incense, Konjac felt faintly uneasy, and hurried forward.

"Leng Yun, I don't believe you can escape from here."

On a mountain near Leng Yunjiao, Huang Fan had a gloomy expression. Behind him stood several previous elders with hideous expressions, especially the great elder Cui Li whose body was trembling, wishing to put Leng Yun to death.

"It's just a few of you?" Leng Yun's tone was flat, and nothing unusual could be heard.

(End of this chapter)

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