Fast travel to hunt down blackened villains

Chapter 200 The Devil's Playful Attendant ([-])

【I hope it has nothing to do with me,】 Anyang roughly scanned the plot, and shook his head hesitantly, 【Whether it's Ye Zhanyun or Ji Yanshu's attitude towards me is inexplicably weird.Ji Yanshu can spend his time looking for it, but Ye Zhanyun really doesn't look like someone who can get along with Liu Xinyue. 】

Liu Xinyue's character is incompatible with this place. In order not to be an OOC character, she almost gets into trouble every day, but the old-fashioned Ye Zhanyun accepts everything according to the order, and has never punished her once.

Full of thoughts, he came to the Zangshu Pavilion that Ye Zhanyun said. The towering pavilion can't see the end at a glance.

One of the elders of the Lingxiao Sect was guarding the door of the Book Pavilion. When he saw Anyang coming, although he frowned in dissatisfaction, he didn't stop her and let her go in.

Except for the first three floors of Zangshu Pavilion, the doors of every subsequent floor are locked.When Anyang reached the sixth floor, he finally found the same pattern as the jade plaque.

[Anyang: The opportunity is in a place like Zangshu Pavilion, so it should be the spell I will practice in the future.Thinking about it, I was a little excited. 】

[System: I bet it's swordsmanship!After all, the original body had practiced swordsmanship before, so it should be easier to use. 】

【Anyang: I don't think it's possible...】

[System: Why? 】

[Anyang: I resigned myself to the little rabbit that came out of my palm just now. 】

She can indeed achieve her goals by guessing people's hearts and calculating gains and losses, but she can't break away from the frame of her original personality in every world.

[Anyang: With all due respect, I am not surprised that Liu Xinyue, a paper tiger, offers anything. 】

A prophecy.

When Anyang came back, Yan Qingzhu had already left.

Ye Zhanyun sat cross-legged in the gazebo, seeing her listless look, his voice couldn't hide his concern, "How is it?"

Anyang raised his hand angrily, and pulled a piece of white silk until it creaked, "Master, why did I grab a book and it turned into satin when it came out?"

"Bai Fuling..." Ye Zhanyun couldn't hide the melancholy in his voice, as if he was even more sad than Anyang, "Why is this thing..."

"Master, am I useless..." Anyang clenched the satin tightly in his hand, wanting to cry without tears.

God knows that when she came out of Zangshu Pavilion, the elder guarding the door laughed happily, and it was full of deep malice and gloating at the first glance.

"No," Ye Zhanyun struggled to organize his words after a while.Although he wanted to make Bai Fuling's talk a little more lofty, Anyang finally simply reduced its use to two words - super.

Well, saving the undead... So, she is hopeless!
With great difficulty, she put on stars and wore moons to memorize her mind upside down, opened up opportunities with hope, and wanted to experience the feeling of cultivating immortals...

Why? !To save the dead? ?

"Xinyue," Ye Zhanyun sighed, and patted her shoulder with his palm comfortingly, "Opportunity always has a meaning, so don't waste your cultivation just because it is too simple. The content of the speech has been integrated into your magic weapon."

Although Ye Zhanyun's voice was very gentle, and he tried to comfort her as much as possible, but Anyang couldn't cheer up.

"Master, don't worry, since it chose me, I won't let it get dusted."

After watching Anyang leave, Ye Zhanyun frowned inadvertently.

Liu Xinyue is good at wielding long swords, and the skills she obtained should be ice weapons, but she didn't expect it to be Bai Fuling in the end.

This is not a good sign...

I just don't know whether this misfortune is for her or for him...

(End of this chapter)