super bad fairy

Chapter 99

"Oh? My nephew has a heart." Mo Canghai replied casually, obviously a little dissatisfied with Feng Wuting's outrageous behavior, but due to the face of Shen Xiao Dao Sect, he did not express his dissatisfaction on his face .

Feng Wuting took out a picture scroll from the treasure distribution platform, as if holding a treasure, and handed it to Zhen Huai very solemnly.

Mo Canghai's eyes also became deeper. He had seen this picture before, and it was a very ordinary and vulgar picture scroll. At least in Mo Canghai's view, there were hundreds of women with half-clothed clothes Painting within a scroll is extremely vulgar.

Now this scroll, which Mo Canghai considered extremely vulgar, was handed over to Zhen Huai.

It was obvious that Feng Wuting had carefully inspected this picture scroll, and his expression still changed from haze to full of smiles, with no concealment of complacency in his eyes, and he sneered at Zhen Huai, saying: "Fellow Daoist Zhen Huai, I will entrust this scroll to you, I hope this magic weapon can be carried forward in your hands, after all, this magic weapon came from the Manshen Cave Mansion, fellow Taoists, please don’t lose the reputation of the Manshen’s magic weapon!"

At the beginning, the disciples of all factions in the field were jealous that Zhen Huai could choose the magic weapon first, and were extremely dissatisfied in their hearts.

But at this time, after hearing Feng Wuting's words and seeing the mocking look on Feng Wuting's face, everyone was extremely satisfied, and lined up according to the list provided by Zi Xiaozong, ready to choose a magic weapon.Many of these disciples, like Chunjie, have practiced in the master's school for 20 years, but they can't get a magic weapon.At this time, the opportunity is right in front of you, so there is no reason not to be excited!However, after everyone got the magic weapon, they all habitually glanced at Zhen Huai, and their eyes were the same as Feng Wuting's, with traces of undisguised sarcasm in their eyes.

"You little fellow daoists, today I would like to take this opportunity to inform you about one thing, and I hope that you will convey it to the elders of the master's sect after you go back."

As soon as Mo Canghai's words came out, everyone quieted down, put away the magic weapon they had just obtained, and looked eagerly at the head of the Zixiao Sect. Apart from the fiery position in their eyes, the rest in their eyes was only admiration.

He can replace it!
As the breeze blew, Zhen Huai sat among the disciples of the sect, looking at the majestic Mo Canghai in front of him, a thought suddenly rose in his heart to replace him.

Born as a male, he should stand up to the sky and reprimand Fang Qiu...

Facing everyone's respectful eyes, Mo Canghai glanced coldly at Zhen Huai, and announced: "I have already betrothed Yao'er to the young master of Shenxiao Dao Sect, and the wedding date is just around the corner..."

"Uncle! Yao'er won't marry!"

In just a few words, Mo Yao spoke resolutely, and everyone could hear the determination in her words, and the tears on her face were still wet, which added a bit of sadness to her.

Mo Canghai straightened his face, and said, "Yao'er, the elders should be the ones to make decisions about marriage, how can you allow such a joke like this?"

Even though he loved Mo Yao very much in his heart, for the sake of Zi Xiaozong and Shenxiao Daozong's general situation, Mo Canghai decisively rejected Mo Yao's proposal this time, declaring her resistance invalid.But when Mo Canghai was about to announce the date of marriage again, he saw tears dripping down Mo Yao's face, his expression was sad, like an ice lotus after snow, as if it would be blown to pieces by the cold wind at any moment.

"Yao'er...you..."

The head of the first-class sect, Mo Canghai, a master of Shuxian level, has experienced many vicissitudes, but Mo Yao's face is full of lightning, and he is at a loss. He seems to be neither standing nor sitting, nor left nor right. I didn't know how to make my niece happy, so I stood beside Mo Yao and asked softly, "Yao'er, what's wrong with you?"

"I miss my mother..." The words were as thin as a gnat, uttered from Mo Yao's mouth, it was as if a top-quality magic weapon hit Mo Canghai's heart, he took a few steps back dejectedly, and slammed Sit in your seat.

After a long silence, Mo Canghai waved his hands and said, "Okay, uncle will listen to you. You can marry whoever you like, and don't marry if you don't."

Then he waved to the disciples of each faction and said: "Let's go, go back wherever you came from."

Apparently, Mo Yao's "Mother" was like a bolt of lightning, striking deep in Mo Canghai's soul.

All the disciples walked out of the hall slowly, and walked towards the gate of Zixiaozong.

For that thousand-year-old vermilion fruit, Chunjie of course wanted to go to Tiangangzong with Zhen Huai.

He walked beside Zhen Huai, with gritted teeth on his ugly face, and said viciously: "The Feng Wuting of Shenxiao Taoist Sect is really not a thing, he only pretends to be public and selfish. , definitely not a good thing!"

"Whether it's a good thing or not, you can see for yourself. Since you said that Feng Wuting is not a thing, can the magic weapon he chose for me be a good thing? I don't even bother to take a look at it myself. If you like it , I’ll give it to you.” Zhen Huai casually threw the scroll into Chunjie’s hand, with his hands behind his back, he leisurely walked out of Zixiaozong.

Snapped!
After Chunjie opened the scroll, he suddenly put it away again, a large blush rose on his extremely ugly face, he was filled with righteous indignation, and he spat out two words: "Shameless... a bad Taoist friend, it is a mediocrity not to be envied by others , that Feng Wuting is obviously trying to murder bad fellow Taoists."

"Shameless? This young master wants to see how shameless this painting is..." Opening the scroll casually, Zhen Huai looked at the content of the painting, and instantly seemed to be struck by lightning. painting.

(End of this chapter)