Arsonist [Transmigration Book]

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But why there are those half-demons there is still an unsolved mystery.

After all, I really can't figure out which monk can have such a hobby that is so different from ordinary people...

Fang Ke blinked, and almost instantly made up her mind that she would never run to Jiaolongtan. To be honest, she never felt that she would be prejudiced against anyone, but she did not realize until now that she was indeed prejudiced .

This made her a little ashamed, but she really couldn't get along with the other party normally, unless she could only hear the other party's voice.

Huang Yan pinched her nose: "Don't think too much, don't feel guilty, according to their aesthetics, you are too ugly to be scary."

Fang Ke: "..."

At the beginning when the two sides met, Huang Yan was not the only one who disliked it, Chi Yue was also the same, but Huang Yan said the refusal first, otherwise they would not dislike each other when they meet now, but just play lip service, after all, they are disgusted by others. , It would be uncomfortable to change anyone, but if it is because of seeing each other and hating each other, it will not be so uncomfortable.

Fang Ke touched her face. She felt that even if she had never seen the world again, this appearance could not be called ugly, but aesthetics is such a subjective thing. It didn't land on its face.

She didn't hesitate, picked up the exercise book that was put back by Chi Yue, sat cross-legged on the old futon on the ground, Huang Yan leaned on the bookshelf and waited for her to finish learning, took out a plate of melon seeds from the ring and slowly cracked it When he got up, he suddenly suffered a brain collapse.

Chapter 13

"The arsenal is important, so don't be so unruly."

Along with the brain collapse, there was an old man's voice.

Just like making noise in a library, the arsenal is equivalent to a modern library, and the talking old man is the librarian.

Since ancient times, librarians have never done anything simple, Huang Yan immediately put away the melon seeds in her hand, and bowed respectfully with a correct attitude: "I have met Elder Yan."

Different from other half-demons on Tianyao Mountain, Elder Yan is a pure elf, a wisp of green smoke becomes a spirit, named Mi Yan, but most of his disciples are used to calling him Elder Yan, because of his quiet nature, he is called Elder Yan. With this job as a librarian, he will not show up to defend against the enemy in non-crisis times. At the same time, it can also be seen that Tianyao Mountain trusts him. After all, a place like the arsenal cannot be arranged just by looking at its cultivation.

The curling green smoke turned into a human form in front of Huang Yan, with silvery white hair and a kind face, like a 70-[-]-year-old old lady in the world, dressed in a green gown, slowly glanced at the mocking Huang Yan, her eyes fell on Fang On Ke: "Is this your apprentice?"

Huang Yan was stunned for a moment, did this matter spread so widely?Even Mi Yan, who never inquired about outside information, knew about it?

But this is not something shameful, so she nodded happily.

Mi Yan squinted her eyes and looked at it, and said, "It's not a shame."

Huang Yan didn't know what the other party saw. After all, it was normal for this kind of old antique to have some special means. Generally speaking, unless the monster race took the initiative to reveal it, otherwise when it transformed into a human form, besides feeling the monster energy, But they can't detect anything, and can only guess what kind of monster the other party is from the characteristics of foreign trade, and it is even more difficult to guess the grass and trees like Fang Ke.

After all, it looks like ginseng and wolfberry become a spirit, full of spiritual energy, and people who don't know it can't even tell that the other party is a demon.

So to be honest, Huang Yan didn't even understand the potential meaning of the other party's words. After all, the difference in the amount of information obtained was too great. What's more, when she wrote about the big guy, she basically only emphasized her aura and had no psychology. The description, the speech is also simple and meaningful, with an inscrutable appearance, so that readers can leave a message to guess, and then she is crowdfunding to write an article based on the reader's message...

After all, how can the wisdom of one person compare to a group of people who check for omissions and fill in vacancies?

So now, apart from giggling, Huang Yan can't do anything else, anyway, no matter what she says, just giggling is the end of the matter, no merit or fault.

Mi Yan glanced at her, wondering if she was a fool, she took a deep breath in her heart, and immediately didn't want to see him again, and disappeared into smoke and dust.

Huang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not clear what Mi Yan is now, who cultivates as Huang Yan, but she knows that she must not offend the other party. It is said that Mi Yan has something to do with her grandfather's generation, but she doesn't know exactly what it is.

Qingyan has no gender, and so is Miyan, but one day, everyone suddenly discovered that Qingyan was wearing red makeup, gradually becoming feminine, and then suddenly put on men's clothing for a certain period of time, and this spirit continued. It took nearly a thousand years before her form was completely stabilized and attracted many people to pursue her, but it is said that they were all beaten back by the Zuo family in the end.

From this, a bunch of gossip scripts were derived, but the authenticity cannot be tested after all. As the person closest to the gossip, Huang Yan did not dare to ask about the past, and it is impossible for her elders to discuss those relationship issues with her. So Huang Yan is still ignorant of it.

She actually prefers to gossip and watch the excitement, but this kind of hobby in this world must be restrained, lest the person concerned become angry and target the people who eat melons.

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After an unknown amount of time, the setting sun had already set and the full moon was rising, and Fang Ke finally opened her eyes.

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