I just planted a demon on the saint, how can I become a villain?

"Junior Sister Jiang, just sell me the entrance ticket to Wanbao Pavilion, Senior Brother is really useful!"

"Junior Sister Jiang, don't listen to him, let's sell it to Senior Sister. I heard that Wanbao Pavilion will auction off a spiritual grass this time. I will rely on it to break through the Dao Palace!"

"Junior Sister Jiang..."

A group of disciples gathered in front of Jiang Xian'er, speaking with great enthusiasm.

Jiang Xian'er looked at the crowd, her beautiful eyes were a little helpless: "Brothers and sisters, I really don't want to sell this entrance ticket to Wanbao Pavilion, I have use for it myself."

She didn't expect that she had just borrowed her family's relationship to buy a ticket to the Wanbao Pavilion auction at a high price.

But before he returned to the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, he was blocked at the mountain gate by these inner sect brothers and sisters.

"Junior Sister Jiang, your cultivation level is still low, even if you go to the auction to buy those things, you may not be able to use them, but for us, they are the key things that can't be found, and if you miss it, you may be delayed." Life!"

"That's right, Junior Sister Jiang, your family is an ancient dynasty, after you sell this one to me, at worst, you can get another one."

"Junior Sister Jiang, Senior Sister has never begged anyone in this life..."

Although Jiang Xian'er has said that she is also useful, these brothers and sisters still don't want to give up.

They don't have the background to get tickets, so they can only seize this one and only opportunity.

Jiang Xian'er's eyes became even more helpless, and she spread her hands:

"Brothers and sisters, it's not that I don't want to get one more, but that the tickets for the Wanbao Pavilion Auction have basically been issued, and there are no more."

The one in her hand was bought at a high price after her father found many ways after returning home, and she couldn't buy another one even if she wanted to.

After everyone heard it, they gave up and sighed.

"Since Junior Sister Jiang is also of great use, then we won't force it anymore."

"Junior sister, these spirit stones are for you. If you really have spiritual grass, remember to take pictures for me. If there are not enough, you can help me fill them up first, and I will replenish them for you later!"

"And me, I want one..."

Since they can't go by themselves, they have to use purchasing agents.

In this way, even if you can't be there in person, you may be able to take pictures of what you need.

It's just that the probability of this is much smaller. After all, without being present in person, no one knows what will be in the auction.

The auction of Wanbao Pavilion has never had a clear auction list. One is that they don't need it at all, and the other is to maintain a sense of mystery, which can instead arouse the passion of the monks.

After one took the lead, the other disciples followed suit.

But Jiang Xian'er waved her hand and said apologetically, "Brothers and sisters, I didn't buy this ticket for myself, but to give it to a senior."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned.

Many people even suspect that they heard it wrong, such a precious ticket, others are not willing to sell it at a high price, and it turns out that it is not for their own use, but for giving away...

Jiang Xian'er's pretty face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

This performance undoubtedly proved one more thing, the brother Jiang Xianer sent was most likely the boy she liked.

The eyes of many male disciples around were sour like lemons, and their hearts were full of envy.

Being able to win Jiang Xian'er's favor, you don't have to worry about future cultivation resources at all. Maybe you can become the emperor's son-in-law.

I don't know which male disciple actually captured the heart of this little princess.

All the disciples beat their chests and stomped their feet, wishing that that person was themselves.

"Junior Sister Jiang, I wonder which senior brother you are going to give it to?" A male disciple asked tentatively.

Jiang Xian'er raised her head, and was about to say something, when she saw the figure that made her miss day and night.

The big eyes with aura of water were shining magnificently, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a joyful smile, and he shouted loudly: "Brother Qin Pastor!"

Qin Mu looked at it with a smile.

Jiang Xian'er ran over with light steps, and threw herself into Qin Mu's arms. Like a little koala offering treasure, she took out the Wanbao Pavilion admission ticket and a storage ring, and said crisply:

"Brother Qin, this is for you. This is the entrance ticket to Wanbao Pavilion, and this storage ring, which is full of spirit stones. You can spend whatever you like when you see it during the auction."

spend whatever you want.......

The inner disciples present couldn't help swallowing their saliva, they were so shocked by these inhumane words that they had nothing to say.

Following Jiang Xian'er's figure, everyone's eyes moved to Qin Mu.

The envy just now disappeared in an instant.

So handsome.

If it's this senior brother, they really don't deserve it...

But when did Holy Land have such a senior brother named Qin Mu?

Many inner disciples frowned slightly, full of doubts.

Qin Mu's time as a disciple of Misty Peak's inner sect is too short, and his reputation has not spread among the inner sect, so these people don't know it yet.

Qin Mu was warm and soft, and smiled and said: "You can keep this ticket, I already have one."

Jiang Xian'er's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, she raised her chin and looked at Qin Mu, with some disappointment in her eyes: "It turns out that Brother Qin already has one..."

The corner of Qin Mu's mouth twitched slightly.

What does it mean that I already have it? This cannot be said in this way.

Qin Mu smiled and shook his head, pettingly said: "Are you stupid? You have one, I have one, we can go together."

Jiang Xian'er was slightly taken aback, and murmured: "That's right, so I can go with Pastor Qin..."

The watery eyes gradually changed from lost and dull to bright and energetic, a touch of rosy smeared on the snow-white pretty face, like a soft butter bun.

"And me, Junior Sister Xian'er."

Mu Qingyin, who had been standing behind Qin Mu, turned slightly sideways, revealing a small head, with a slight smile on her delicate and perfect pretty face.

Jiang Xian'er's eyes brightened, and her tone was full of joy: "Senior Sister Mu! You're here too, that's great!"

They naturally know each other.

Qin Mu smiled slightly: "Qing'er and I are preparing to go to Wanbao Pavilion to participate in the auction."

"Then the three of us can go together!" Jiang Xian'er said as if rushing to answer.

Qin Mu smiled and nodded: "Exactly."

Everyone just stared dumbfounded at Qin Mu hugging left and right, and left the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning with two delicate and lovely girls of noble status.

Until the three figures that looked like banished immortals had completely left, the crowd was still in a mess in the wind, and they hadn't recovered for a long time.

At first they didn't think there was anything wrong, but after seeing Her Royal Highness, these inner disciples finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

"What's the origin of this Brother Qin, Pastor Qin? Her Highness the Holy Maiden looks so cute behind him, she looks like a maid..."

"I don't understand... Could it be the peerless genius who has been hidden in the Holy Land for many years?"

"To be able to conquer both His Royal Highness the Holy Maiden and Junior Sister Jiang who is the Princess of the Imperial Dynasty at the same time, the strength of this senior is absolutely unfathomable."

"Nonsense, do you need to talk about it? Just now when he was standing there, I didn't even notice the slightest aura from the other party. This has obviously reached the realm of returning to the original."

"I have to find out, maybe the sky will change after the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning..."

"It makes sense. Maybe he has already reserved the position of Holy Son. The so-called big competition is just a formality."

"Then Senior Brother Haoran retreated and broke through the Purple Mansion, wouldn't he become a clown in the end?"

"Now it's exciting to watch..."

"Stop talking, this kind of existence is not something we can discuss..."

The more everyone discussed, the more they felt that the water here was too deep, and they were terrified after thinking about it, and dared not continue the discussion.

At this moment,

Yi Haoran stood on the flying sword with his hands behind his back and a gentle smile on his face.

The skirt fluttered and flew towards the mountain gate.