Xuanhuan: Senior sister, you can’t be a yandere, right?

Look north to the city.

Liu Ziru was holding a delicate small copper pot and was tending with her newly raised green plants.

This is an elixir called wick grass, which is mashed and boiled over low heat and has a miraculous effect on curing wind chills.

When ordinary people cannot afford medicine, they will go to the mountains to collect a handful of wick grass.

However, there is a precaution for cultivating wick grass, that is, it must be placed in a place where the sun can shine, and it is necessary to turn the soil frequently.

Otherwise, it is easy to provoke nest after nest of termites.

And this wick grass raised by Liu Ziru is placed in a dark corner where the slightest bit of sunlight does not shine.

But strangely, no matter how much she waited.

The 'termite' that should have appeared early, but people can't look forward to it....

"Squeak~"

The closed door was pushed open from the outside, and the wooden bird walked in with a bowl of soup.

She returned to Beiwang City this morning, and the fact that Lan Minghuang had already Orion's daughter was basically certain to be He Yi's hand.

There was no need for her to stay outside and rush back to listen to Liu Ziru's dispatch.

"Master, drink some lotus seed soup." The wooden bird gently placed the soup on the table and whispered.

"Wooden bird, didn't the villagers say that as long as you leave this wick grass in a dark and damp place, it will attract a large number of termites in less than three days?"

Liu Ziru looked at the flower pot in front of her and

was stunned: "But why is there not the slightest movement in my flower pot?"

"The slave doesn't understand this." The wooden bird looked at her with worried eyes and shook his head slightly.

"Infatuation is always disappointed, lies are always the same

, as it has been throughout the ages..." Liu Ziru did not expect to get an answer from the wooden bird, and she did not care about that answer.

Ear stealers know better than anyone what they want.

You still need to be guided by others.

Liu Ziru put down the small copper pot, came to the table and sat down, stretched out her tender palm and took a sip of the soup.

He asked lightly, "What happened to the person who called you to contact?"

"After contact, Yunyanlou only recognizes money and does not recognize people, I gave five hundred ultimate spirit stones, and they agreed."

The wooden bird lowered his head and replied respectfully:

"They said that as long as the master gives you the manuscript, the news will spread throughout the world within three days, and even the children on the roadside will be familiar with it."

"I hope so." Liu Ziru bowed her head slightly, noncommittal.

As the world's top source of information and dissemination channel, Yunyanlou controls thousands of storytellers.

They do have the ability to spread the word.

But what she wanted to target was the Qiong Yu Demon Sect Demon Reserve.

Whether Yunyanlou will carry the pressure from the leader of the world's demon path because of these five hundred ultimate spirit stones is difficult to say.

"Master, is the manuscript slave going to find someone to ghostwrite now?" The wooden bird waited for Liu Ziru to return to his senses and asked in a low voice.

"The matter of the manuscript is not in a hurry, let the Yunyanlou side stir up the news that the Qiong Yu Demon Sect will no longer set up a holy son and a holy daughter, but will be led by the demon reserve alone."

Liu Ziru pondered for a moment, a pair of scarlet magnificent eyes shining with a faint light, and slowly said:

"Wait until the street vendors know He Yiyi's name, and then proceed to the next step."

Speaking of this, she paused and raised her gaze to look at the wooden bird:

"You first go to find some people who are good at writing novels, and write some half-truths around Lan Minghuang and Orion's daughter Wu Qianxi, I am useful."

"Storytelling? I don't know what the master wants to be on? Wooden Bird asked.

"Theme..."

Liu Ziru leaned sideways, facing north, and looked into the distance.

After a long while, he laughed:

"He Yi is a person - beautiful in appearance, sick in heart, seemingly delicate and playful, but in fact ruthless, full of blood..."

......

Boar Forest.

"Yanyue is rebellious, everyone is cursed!"

Yu Xian roared, carried the heavy broadknife and rushed forward.

His current identity is an assassin sent by the Yanyue Holy Land.

This is the play that Yu Xian added to himself, and Bai Yi is also He Yiyi's future Taoist couple no matter what.

And according to the degree of He Yi's liking of Bai Yi, the two words can basically be removed in the future.

In addition, He Yiyi is the heir of the Qiong Yu Demon Sect.

That is to say, Bai Yi will be a 'queen mother-in-law' no matter what, in case he investigates this matter in the future.

I found that it was the hand of the head of the Great Inner Supervisor who made it....

Then the calf is completely finished.

Therefore, after thinking about it again and again, he chose to buckle this black pot on the head of the Yanyue Holy Land.

Well, it was all done by the Yanyue Holy Land, and it has nothing to do with my Yu Big Head!

Fleet center.

Bai Yi was leaning on the carriage with his hands behind his back to enjoy the scenery.

Suddenly, I felt that the carriage swayed, and there were violent aura fluctuations around me.

Immediately afterwards, the senior sister appeared in front of her with a brush.

He was dressed in a blue and white sailor uniform, and his smooth calves were covered with knee-high white silk.

is looking at himself shyly and timidly....

[Ding, detected that the host has fallen into a hallucination and began to clear, estimated time: 1 second. ]

"Wait a minute!"

Bai Yi was not happy, could he not understand that this was an illusion?

How could there be sailor suits and white silk in this world, but did that matter?

It doesn't matter.

Senior sister in sailor suit with white silk, which cadre can withstand such a test!

Let her come!

Let her be tempted, I can carry it!!

[The host is in a fantasy realm, the command is invalid, and the clearing is complete.] "

System, are you special... Groove?

Bai Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and the sailor suit Bai Siyi disappeared without a trace.

The words of grief and indignation are just halfway through.

A large head covered with black cloth appeared in front of him.

"It's now!"

"Brush~"

Yu Xian looked at the opportunity and raised the 'thoughts into dispersion' in his hand towards Bai Yi's face.

Retract your hand and hold the broadknife with both hands.

With a huge impact, he slashed straight at Bai Yi's legs.

The moment he cut this knife, Yu Xian had already begun to retract his gaze and look around, choosing a route to retreat.

This knife is the king of heaven, Laozi, who is coming.

I can't do it!

The timing, the angle, it's all the best.

Even if Bai Yi reacted quickly, he hadn't fused with those two Supreme Realm heroic spirits after all, and now he was just a Divine Hidden Realm.

The sun came out of the west, and he couldn't hide from it!

No need to look any further.

Really.

With a 'clang', the heavy broadknife smashed on Bai Yi's legs.

"Huh? How is this sound wrong? Yu

Xian felt that something was wrong, and the heavy broadknife in his hand seemed to be much lighter.

He subconsciously looked back at Bai Yi's legs...

I found that the superb broadsword forged by the thousand-year-old Xuan Iron was broken in two.

And the white game ....

He, he....

His pants were torn, and there was a faint white mark on the skin inside....

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