After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

Jiu Moyi stroked his chin thoughtfully, his eyes wandering over the two people's faces: "Don't say it, since we parted at the Ye family, have you noticed that Junior Sister's facial features have changed? The changes are huge, but if you don't look closely, they seem very small, which is very contradictory."

Shangguan Sulan rarely refrained from arguing with him, and nodded as if it was a matter of fact.

The two of them looked at Zhuge Fusheng who was silent on the side with burning eyes.

Zhuge Fusheng held the sword and nodded, and the two men turned back with satisfaction.

Jiu Moyi continued to watch, somewhat shocked, "It's okay if you don't look closely, but once you look closely, I feel that Junior Sister's facial features are very similar to Chu Yingxian's! Three points! No, four or five points! Could they be lost siblings?"

As if he knew something terrible, Jiu Moyi quickly covered his mouth.

"Shut up!" Shangguan Sulan glanced at him and said rationally, "He is a demon, and my junior sister is a human. Besides, if this word gets out, there will definitely be people in Yunzhou who will make a big fuss about it. Let's see how you end up then!"

Jiu Moyi clenched his mouth with both hands, and naturally understood the pros and cons.

After the fall of the gods, the sacred ancient world fell into the hands of the demon race due to the dragon race suffering a heavenly calamity. There are seals between various regions. Immortal cultivators have a lot of controversy about the demon race. Although they hate the demon race as much as they do, they still avoid them. Some even regard them as a lowly and sinful race.

A dignified and god-like master in the mortal world, whose favorite disciple is actually a monster, is terrifying to everyone just thinking about it.

Isn't this going against the will of the world?

Even Zhuge Fusheng realized this problem and gave him a cold look.

Jiu Moyi knew very well that he had said the wrong thing, so he shut up obediently and did not mention the matter again.

While Chu Chaozhao was looking for the formation, he glanced at Chu Yingxian beside him.

The face beside me gradually overlapped with the gentle smiling face in my previous life, and then suddenly separated, seeming out of place.

Chu Yingxian, coincidentally, her brother also had this name, so her brother named her Chu Chaoxian.

Will her brother be reborn like her?

But the person in front of me seems both integrated and separated, which is extremely contradictory.

Chu Yingxian was also testing her, but after trying a few times, he got closer and closer and then gradually separated, with disappointment flashing in his eyes.

After searching in every possible way, he found that the person he was looking for was not him. The little guy in front of him was a cultivator with good talent, a human. He did not have blood similar to his, and did not have any similar aura.

At this time, he should have withdrawn immediately, because he had to embark on a journey and continue searching, but for some reason, he stayed.

Chu Yingxian thought that there must be some kind of aura in this strange and lonely house that made him curious. After he found out the cause and effect, he would leave.

It’s not because of this brat!

Chu Chaozhao violently kicked open the shaky door, which broke and fell to the ground, making a crackling sound.

In an instant, red pillars shot up into the sky, and the ancient formation continued to flow.

She looked at others innocently, blinking her big eyes.

Jiu Moyi and the other two held their foreheads in their hands, as they simply couldn't do anything to her.

The whole lonely house seemed to have undergone a transformation, and it became different in an instant.

The red brocade carpet stretched as far as the eye could see on the ground. In the winding corridor, the branches were covered with red silk. The red dragon beads in the red lanterns emitted colorful glass light during the day, hanging all over the house.

The tall house is magnificent, and the dark eaves emit a solemn light, but a piece of red silk adds a lot of color to it, diluting the oppressive feeling of the house itself. The bright red is gorgeous, and the pavilions and towers are all luxurious.

There were noisy sounds, gongs and drums, and loud voices, mixed with the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

Chu Chaozhao and the others looked at each other, and walked in carefully following the sound in tacit understanding.

People coming and going were dressed festively, even the servants were wearing gorgeous golden clothes, and they walked in in an orderly manner carrying things, with smiles on their faces but their heads slightly lowered the whole time, which was obviously the manners that only well-trained wealthy families would have.

When the attendants coming and going saw Chu Chaozhao and his party, they all stood on both sides and bowed slightly. They were very polite, lowered their heads and did not dare to offend in the slightest.

After they passed by, they lined up in an orderly manner and continued on their way.

Jiu Moyi boldly pulled a male servant with him.

The male attendant was frightened for a moment, then calmly and politely bowed his head and said, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Where is this place?"

The male attendant was surprised for a moment, lowered his head slightly, and laughed: "Sir, you are joking. This is the Shen Mansion."

Jiu Moyi asked again anxiously: "What happened today?"

The male attendant was afraid of offending him, so he pretended to be calm and said, "Sir, you must be a distinguished guest who brought a wedding invitation into the mansion. Please don't tease me."

Jiu Moyi let him go and continued to pull another person to ask.

The male attendant saluted and left in a hurry, as if he was afraid of being implicated.

The new person was a girl, and judging by her clothes, she must be a maid in the mansion.

She was more timid, and obviously she had seen what had just happened and thought it was some playboy's trick. Her voice was trembling, but she always maintained proper etiquette.

"Who is getting married today?" Jiu Moyi continued to ask.

"To answer your question, sir, it's the head of the Shen family." The maid thought he was asking a question knowing the answer and was just treating them as playthings.

After asking a few questions, the maidservant, although timid, answered them all. Jiu Moyi then pulled a few more and asked the same questions. The answers they got were the same in the end, but the statements were different. According to each person's personality, the answers and expressions were different.

It was as if what they saw before their eyes was real, and that their mission to enter the old house that had been abandoned for a thousand years was just a pipe dream. However, the more this was the case, the more bizarre everything seemed to them.

Near the lobby, a grand banquet was set up with red silk all over the sky.

A servant came forward quickly and introduced them to their seats.

Chu Chaozhao looked at the three of them, and they understood each other very well. He followed them naturally and swaggeringly.

Chu Yingxian smiled wickedly and acted with them with great interest.

As soon as he sat down at the table, the outspoken Jiu Moyi mingled with the other "distinguished guests" at the table, who were not sure whether they were human or ghost. As they were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had extraordinary temperament, they even started to treat each other like brothers.

"Hey, man, have another drink!" Jiu Moyi and others were toasting each other. He quietly covered the glass with his wide sleeves and poured out the wine in the glass.

He pretended to drink the whole drink in one gulp, put the cup down, and chatted and laughed with the middle-aged man.

"Oh, no, I can't drink anymore!" The man refused, but there was always a smile on his face.

"How can a man say no? Brother, you are so handsome and talented. You are a rare genius in the world of immortal cultivation. You must be envied by everyone, and you have beautiful wives and concubines around you, right? You really make your younger brother envious!"

This sentence made the man very happy, and he drank the wine in his hand: "My dear brother, you are too kind. I don't have a beautiful wife, but I have more than a dozen beloved ones."

"Ah? Master Duo?" Jiu Moyi was shocked. "More than a dozen?"

What a scumbag, a total scumbag!

Chu Chaozhao and Shangguan Sulan were also shocked and cursed the scumbag inwardly.

Jiu Moyi provoked him, "Brother, how can this be possible? Where is your wife? Isn't she angry? Won't she run away from home? Can your husband and wife live in harmony?"

No matter how, Jiu Moyi managed to stimulate the arrogant and complacent scumbag with just one sentence.

The man immediately said: "Brother, this is your fault. How can you think like this? As a wife, you should take the head of the family as your first priority..."

Ten thousand words are omitted here.

Chu Chaozhao pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he transmitted his voice: "Ninth Senior Brother, just ask the point directly. If you continue, you will find out all his family secrets."

"Okay~"

Jiu Moyi praised him a few more times, and then he asked a lot of questions about the wedding banquet.

The three of them leaned over and looked at the man's wedding invitation.