I'm just a cannon fodder villain, why are you attacking me?

on the wine table.

It's still pushing cups and changing cups, and business is blowing each other.

The small movements of Lu Sumu and the others were not seen by the third person.

The last moral underpants of the orthodox monks are barely kept.

Right now, the biggest topic on the wine table has changed from the fortune teller's whereabouts to the adopted son of the city lord.

Mentioning this adopted son, the city lord was full of complacency, for he had found a treasure.

"Speaking of which, I took in a adopted son today, and I should have brought it for you to meet, but he is currently in retreat for the Golden Core stage, so we have to wait for another day."

Saying so, the city lord smiled meaningfully.

"However, you may be old acquaintances, and you may not need my introduction."

Hearing this, the saint did not have any emotional changes.

To her, it doesn't matter if Qingming Mountain has one more disciple or one less disciple.

Even if that disciple is quite talented with ice spirit roots.

Anyway, if you force yourself to be strong, you will not be stronger than me.

Baili Zhuyue, who had always had a low sense of presence, sneered at this moment, and suddenly said: "Even if you have broken through the Golden Core Stage, you are nothing more than a waste that can't stand on the stage."

"Baili, shut up!"

It was obviously too late for the saintess to scold her.

However, she was just giving the city lord a pat on the back, not really intending to stop Baili from breaking the news.

Just watch the fun and it's over, what's more real.

The city lord instantly lowered his face: "Little girl, you have to be careful when you speak, don't flash your tongue in the wind! Now, he, Xiao Yu, is from my ancient city. If you say he is a waste, aren't you beating me to the ancient city?" s face?"

Baili Zhuyue slightly raised her head to look at him: "Don't you know, Lord City Master, what's under the Broken Bone Cliff in the Holy Land of East Island?"

What is under the Broken Bone Cliff, the city lord knows better than anyone else.

However, the key issue is that the one who sent Xiao Yu over was precisely the Crane City Lord.

He doesn't have to trust anyone, but he can't distrust City Lord Crane.

After all, this is the ancestor who built the splendid ancient city that is today. If the ancestor said that Xiao Yu was clean, then Xiao Yu must be clean.

The city lord felt guilty, but his mouth was still firm: "No matter what, this is what happened to me when I went to the ancient city..."

"Hehe! With those guys who made a deal and barely returned to the human world, their hearts are completely in the shape of demons, right? How pitiful."

Saying so, Baili smiled self-deprecatingly.

The voice suddenly changed and became much hoarse.

"Of course, I am not qualified to criticize him."

Seeing Baili Zhuyue leave the table like a wandering spirit, the atmosphere at the table suddenly became strange.

Lu Sumu coughed lightly, and said: "My lord, please don't argue with our little junior sister. Since she came back from the Holy Land, she has been greatly stimulated mentally. Don't say she won't give you face. Even if she is the master She won't give her face either."

"It's fine if such a person is not treated in time, why let her come out to do the task?"

Lu Sumu said lightly: "Going out to relax can make people feel happy, and it can be regarded as part of the treatment. The city lord has a great career and seniority, so why bother a young and poor little girl? Besides, we will leave tomorrow .”

Moral kidnapping is quite easy for righteous people like them.

"you……"

Seeing that the city lord was speechless, Lu Sumu added: "What's more, her combat power is second only to Senior Brother Bai in this team! She must come, who among us can stop her? Dare to stop her again?"

Speaking of this, Lu Sumu deliberately leaned back, and winked at the city lord, asking him to come and listen to a whisper.

"Your Excellency the City Lord doesn't know that on the way here, she had gone mad once and slaughtered all the snakes in the Black Rakshasa Mountain overnight. I didn’t let it go, it’s cruel.”

After hearing this, the city lord was completely silent.

The terrifying aura on Baili Zhuyue's body was indeed beyond the strong aura she should have at her age.

If she really went crazy and went on a killing spree in Shanggu City, the ones who suffered heavy losses would definitely be Shanggu City, not Qingming Mountain.

The other party only needs to say "He is sick, what do you care about with him", and they can be silenced.

……

After everyone left the seat one after another.

The saint made a detour and went to the room of the caravan leader.

As Lu Sumu said, they were pressed for time, and even if they couldn't find the fortune teller, they had to prepare to leave.

dong dong dong-

The sound of knocking on the door startled the leader of the caravan, who was communicating with the maid in the room, and quickly pulled up his collar.

"what's up?"

The saint didn't enter the door, but said: "Everyone, make preparations early, and we will set off tomorrow morning."

"Okay, got it!"

After getting a response, the saint turned and left.

She was passing through the garden corridor when she saw a young girl in red, looking around at the door of Lu Sumu, as if she was planning to go in and steal something.

The saint didn't say anything, but took advantage of the situation and held her breath, standing in a hidden corner to see what the other party wanted to do.

"Forget it! At worst, let's have a baby for him!"

The girl gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, making a difficult decision.

"He's going to die, I'm sure I won't pay him back, and if I don't give him a child, will I have to feel guilty for a few lifetimes?"

Once this kind of obsession is deeply planted in her heart, it will be fatal to her practice.

Thinking of this, the girl pushed open the door of Lu Sumu's room without hesitation, and stooped in.

The saint standing in the corner was shocked.

Lu Sumu, dying?

Why did he have to die?

Oh, that's right, Lu Sumu's cultivation, and his behavior of a playboy who deserves to be beaten, should have died a long time ago...

"It's okay to die."

The saint said so, but she couldn't help accumulating strength in her hand, and pulled off the poisonous flower with long thorns.

The flower thorn pierced into the center of her palm, and blood gushed out all at once.

"With his cultivation base, early death is also a relief."

But, why do you feel so uneasy?

Thinking of the mantras he uttered after drinking, the saint closed her eyes in pain, and the ripples in her heart turned into huge waves.

"Maybe, I can protect him? No, why should I protect him! I'm about to face a catastrophe, and I can't take care of myself, so how can I protect him? Damn it, Lu Sumu, you really deserve to die!"

……

In Lu Sumu's room.

When he heard the sound of the door opening, he thought it was Senior Sister Leng who came to give him massage therapy.

"finally come?"

The other party didn't speak, but blushed, moved with difficulty, approached him, and sat down tremblingly beside his bed.

Lu Sumu turned his back to her, and didn't even think about glancing at her.

Anyway, we often meet like this, we are used to it.

"It's all here, don't waste time!"

Lu Sumu took off his shirt at once, and lay down carelessly like a salted fish.

"Hurry up, I'll take a shower when I'm done."

At this moment, Ziyun, whose face was blushing to the point of bleeding, was completely frightened when he saw his strong body.

Tried and reached out again and again, but still didn't dare to touch!

"No, it's terrible! I can't do it!"

Covering her face, she quickly jumped out of the window and escaped.

Lu Sumu was left with a dazed expression, took off the towel that was used to warm his eyes, and looked back blankly: "Huh? It doesn't seem to be Senior Sister Leng...?"