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

Yi Haoran smiled warmly, but there was a lingering shadow between his brows.

The entrance ticket to Wanbao Pavilion in his hand was reserved by his family at a huge price two years ago.

The purpose is to use it to pursue the saint.

Wanbao Pavilion tickets represent background and strength.

At the same time, he can also show his financial strength at the auction.

On the way back, the two of them will create some small surprises, or prepare a scene where the hero saves the beauty.

I believe that after this set of tricks, even if the saint is not tempted, she will have a good impression of him.

But Yi Haoran never expected that such a perfect plan would die in the first step.

The saintess ignored him at all!

Yesterday, in order to leave a good impression, Yi Haoran didn't bother too much, but chose to leave decisively.

Anyway, there is still some time before the auction starts, so don't worry.

Top hunters are patient.

So this morning, Yi Haoran went to the Holy Maiden Peak again, trying to impress the Holy Maiden with true feelings and perseverance.

But this time the other party didn't even bother to respond.

Yi Haoran used the sound transmission array to call on the Shengnv Peak all morning, but he didn't get the slightest response, which made him very angry.

He's already so licked, so humble.

In the end, the saintess despised him to the extreme, she was unwilling to even say a word, not to mention just looking at him, which made Yi Haoran feel hurt and angry at the same time.

But what he didn't know at all was that,

While he was waiting for a response, the saintess Mu Qingyin was playing with her master Shangguan Wanqing and Qin Mu on the Green Bamboo Peak to play Dou Dizhu.

The poker cards were played with crackling noises, and those who were killed were called back and forth. The gunfire was raging, the blood was boiling, the heroic posture was full of vigor, and the spirit was flying high!

Qin Mu is also planning to make a table of mahjong tiles out of tender and smooth white jade. Needless to say, the material of the world of cultivating immortals, it must be very enjoyable to touch the tiles.

Let’s talk about this later, let’s get down to business now,

After Yi Haoran stepped on the flying sword and came to the mountain gate at an extremely fast speed, his speed gradually slowed down, and he lowered his height, intentionally or unintentionally exposing his figure to everyone's sight.

Beside him, there was another man dressed in white, expressionless, with shimmering eyes, observing his surroundings from time to time, looking very scheming.

"Brother Haoran, this entrance ticket to Wanbao Pavilion is such a precious thing, you just gave it to me like this, I am truly ashamed of it."

The man sighed and said very humbly.

Yi Haoran looked at this man, with a smile on his face, and said in a gentle voice: "Brother Wu, this sentence is off the mark. You are my closest friend in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, so why should you be ashamed to say it?"

Wu Bisheng narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "With Brother Haoran's words, I can rest assured."

Yi Haoran smiled and said nothing.

Inwardly, he cursed secretly,

If you were not the eldest disciple of the fifth elder, and the fifth elder has the closest relationship with my master, I would rather call a junior sister than you.

Thinking of this matter, Yi Haoran was speechless.

Although he has broken through to the Purple Mansion Realm, he still can't do whatever he wants in the Saint of Absolute Beginning, and he still has to do the thing of building a good relationship with other disciples.

Only when he really became the Son of God, he didn't need to make a relationship deliberately, and someone would naturally come to curry favor with him.

"Brother Haoran, why don't these disciples seem to be interested after seeing you and me..." Wu Bisheng looked at the inner disciples gathered at the mountain gate and said inexplicably.

Yi Haoran also noticed this strangeness, and frowned slightly.

In the past, no matter where he went, he would firmly attract everyone's attention, accompanied by sounds of worship, discussions, admiring eyes from female disciples, and even screams.

But none of them showed up today. Everyone just glanced at them and then looked away. They didn't have the enthusiasm they had before.

There was even an indescribable strangeness in the eyes of several disciples.

Yi Haoran was a little confused.

what's the situation?

Has my charm declined?

It shouldn't be, after he came out of retreat, his current strength can be said to be the second among the younger generation in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning.

The charisma should have increased even more, how could it possibly decrease.

Yi Haoran slowed down a little more, and the flying height almost reached the ground.

Wu Bisheng also didn't understand. As the eldest disciple of the Fifth Elder, although he was not as popular as Yi Haoran in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, he was not far behind. He had never been treated so coldly.

When the two of them slowly arrived at the mountain gate, the disciples who hadn't left showed smiling faces and greeted one after another.

"I've seen Senior Brother Haoran and Senior Brother Wu."

"I have seen Senior Brother Haoran..."

His attitude is still very respectful, but Yi Haoran always feels that something is missing...

But at this time, he didn't have time to think too much, and responded with a smile: "Hi, fellow apprentices."

After being polite, Yi Haoran left the mountain gate with Wu Bisheng in bewilderment, and Yu Jian went to Wanbao Pavilion.

After the two of them left, everyone who couldn't hold back for a long time started discussing again.

"If I'm not mistaken, Senior Brother Haoran is going in the same direction as Brother Pastor Qin was going just now."

"Also, Her Highness the Saintess whom Senior Brother Haoran has been chasing so hard is also there. I guess they will definitely meet."

"Tell me, Senior Brother Haoran will be so angry that he bleeds internally when he sees that scene?"

"I can already imagine Senior Brother Haoran's face turning purple, it will definitely be exciting."

"It's a lot of fun to watch."

All the disciples, who were discussing a lot, all showed expressions of ready to have fun.

At this time, Fan Ze who came in a hurry fell from the sky and shouted anxiously: "Big fun? How can there be great fun!?"

..........

Above the clouds, a skylark flapping its gorgeous feathers, quickly shuttled through the clouds.

On the back of Skylark, three figures sit cross-legged,

"Brother Qin Pastor, please forgive me, this really hurts..." Jiang Xian'er begged for mercy weakly.

Mu Qingyin looked nervous because it was her turn next, but she still did not forget to comfort Jiang Xianer:

"Junior Sister Xian'er, don't be afraid, bear with it and pass."

Jiang Xian'er bit her lip, her cheeks were slightly flushed, she squinted her eyes and dared not look.

Qin Mu grabbed Jiang Xian'er's little hand, and the sleeve robe was lifted, revealing his wrists as bright as the first snow, and said with a smile:

"Junior Sister Xian'er, you have to be willing to admit defeat when playing cards, so just take a draw and you'll be fine soon."

After finishing the words, he stretched out two fingers and lightly hit Hao's wrist.

"Oh!" Jiang Xian'er let out a cry of pain from her delicate pink lips.

Qin Mu pulled Mu Qingyin's bright wrist again, and hit it lightly in the same way.

In front of the three of them, there was a deck of poker, which was exchanged by Qin Mu in the system space.

Obviously, as a landlord, he won the two farmers Jiang Xian'er and Mu Qingyin.

"Come on, let's continue."

"Continue, continue, I must call back!" Jiang Xian'er rolled up her sleeves and said unconvinced.

Mu Qingyin's face was cold, but the stubbornness in her eyes revealed her heart.

The scenery on the ground is constantly changing, and the mountains are full of clouds and mist.

The Skylark flew swaying, ups and downs.

From time to time, soft and soft sounds could be heard from the back, melting in the wind, leisurely and endlessly.

Soon,

Wanbao Pavilion, here we come.

........