[Sword III] Collection System

Faced with the questioning of the person concerned, Fang Xi subconsciously looked at the instigator behind him.

Shalia covered her head in pain: "Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do, my head hurts..."

Fang Xi felt that he was not qualified to talk about her, because he was the one who stabbed Saria to death in Luodao back then, and now she has become this living puppet full of filth, but his standpoint is different from his Not even the slightest bit of guilt.

He is in the same mood now as if he was caught by the director of the teaching department for writing a small Huangwen in class.

"The little doll is a good painter. This picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water is very satisfying. I deserve a reward." Unexpectedly, the director of the teaching department, Long/Feng Xin, was very happy, and praised him lavishly, not to mention rewarding him.

Looking at the "Old Things in Red Clothes" in Lord Assassin's hands, Fang Xi seemed to have discovered something, maybe...probably...the two leaders really had something when they were young, otherwise how to explain such a dirty and natural scene .

"Huh~" Sister Peony seemed very upset, after all, he is not the main CP of "Old Stories in Red", and he can't be jealous of his sweetheart's previous relationship.

"Don't be sad, Dan'er, how about asking this little doll to draw you a picture of getting out of the bath later?" Assassin pointed at Peony's white pointed chin and coaxed him in a friendly voice.

"As Lord Assassin said." Mudan blushed and lowered her head shyly.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi silently turned his head to look at Saria, and as expected, her eyes were straightened and her hands and feet were trembling with excitement, and the pale skin of the living puppet actually revealed a layer of pleasant pink.

Well, it seems that the pre-sale press conference of "Old Things in Nanzhao" will probably be next.

In addition to gold, silver and jade, Assassin's reward was an exception, and he made an exception to let Fang Qiyi's milk baby, who had just joined the teaching, sit not far from him. It seemed that this was requested by Sister Mudan, saying that he wanted him to observe him carefully. The harmony between him and Lord Assassin made him remember to go back and draw pornographic pictures.

Is it really okay to treat an underage young lady like this?

Fang Xi's eyes hurt a little. He didn't know whether he was blinded by the two men's intercourse or the sour smell of the current filling. He turned his eyes and saw a man in black in the corner of the hall.

Wearing black clothes, he is still a man, and he is still a man of considerable status. Only Lu Yaofeng meets the above conditions in the illustration book of the setting set of the Red Clothes Sect.

It's a pity that he doesn't have many roles in Dihua Palace, so there is no need to collect gossip, but because this man looks a bit like Lu Laomao, he took a few more glances.

Sure enough, Assassin still couldn't forget Laomao Lu.

While Fang Xi was looking around to find gossip, a tall and strong bearded Miao man walked in clapping his hands and laughing. He was also a man, but Assassin who was sitting on top frowned slightly. In an instant, he raised a charming smile.

"Great wine and food, accompanied by beauties, the leader is really kind." The Miao man didn't see anyone, and sat down at the nearest seat.

"The leader of Wu is the one. If you are so happy, I am afraid that there has been new progress in the method of refining corpses~" Assassin propped his head, and replied in a neutral tone.

"Your Excellency Holy Leader really has a bright eye. My old man, I got two high-quality puppets in Daoxiang Village half a month ago. Now that their living puppets have been successfully made, how can I be unhappy?"

The Miao people showed off their proud works without hesitation. Xiong Kui and Qin Lei, who were killed in Fengyu Daoxiang Village before, slowly walked in from the door. They were the same but different from Sharia. Leah's processing method is much more advanced than the two of them. Their eyes are turned out, their bodies are blue, and they exude a pungent potion smell. It doesn't smell bad but it doesn't smell good either.

Fang Qi was sure that he had hacked the two of them to death in Fengyu Daoxiang Village before, and Old Wang Moyu and the others had added a few extra knives, but now they looked almost the same as ordinary people except for their skin color.

This kind of corpse refining technique is only unique to Miao Jiang. There is no doubt that the person who came here is Wu Menggui, the leader of Tianyi Sect, or turtle for short.

"Should I say congratulations to Hierarch Wu?" Assassin seemed displeased looking at the two hideous-looking living puppets, but to Yan Kong, his own Sharia, with big breasts and long legs, was much more pleasing to the eye.

"Hey, same joy, same joy." Wumenggui smiled with his eyes closed.

"Master Wu, what about the things Master Assassin entrusted to you a few days ago, have you taken care of everything?" Seeing that he didn't care about the atmosphere, Peony couldn't help reminding him in a charming voice.

"Naturally, our Tianyi Sect never does anything we are not sure about." Wu Menggui stood up suddenly, pointed to the two living puppets and said, "Thanks to the blessing of the Holy Master, the Central Plains woman refined it very successfully. , is only higher than the two of them."

"Then I can relax, brother Murong has a satisfactory explanation." Hearing this, Assassin showed a knowing smile.

"Well, of course, but I came here this time to introduce a distinguished guest for the Holy Cult. I can say without boasting that no one dares to be number one as long as the one who ranks second no matter it is the art of witchcraft or corpse refining." .” Wu Menggui said triumphantly.

"Oh~ It's not ordinary to be called a distinguished guest by the leader of Wu, so hurry up and invite me." Hearing his arrogant tone, Assassin also put away his lazy look.

Fang Qi was also very curious about who was the person Wu Menggui praised so much that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on earth, could it be his sister Wu Lingfeng?Or his own daughter Marceau?

"You don't need to invite the Holy Master, I have already been listening for a long time."

An extremely familiar voice rang in his ears.

Instinctively, Fang Xi quickly hid behind Shalia, using her skirt to block her figure.

The coquettish Miao girl led by "Daddy" came to Wu Menggui and called softly.

Wu Menggui nodded with a smile, but such a flattering smile was shown to the person behind her.

Two figures appeared behind Miao Nu's enchanting figure. The moment those two figures showed their faces, Fang Xi's mind went blank with a buzzing sound.

How could it be them, obviously they should be in...

"This is the former Elder Zuo of the Five Immortals Sect, my benefactor..."

"No need, I have retired for a long time, you can just call me Mr. Xun."

The white-haired man raised his hand to stop Wu Menggui's words, and said calmly.

"Mr. Xi, I have admired you for a long time. Thanks to your superb corpse refinement technique, my loyal subordinate can be brought back to life. I am grateful to the Holy Cult." It was more to his liking.

"Your Excellency, Holy Master, you are too praised." Xie Keqing knocked on the wheelchair three times, and the purple-clothed and silver-clad Miao boy behind him understood, and pushed him forward three more steps, so that the two could have a better conversation.

"..." Looking at his little friend's standard Du Ge attire, Fang Xi's heart was full of mixed feelings, and his mood was indescribably strange.

Obviously they are only a few steps away now, but he feels that the distance between him and him is as far apart as the ends of the earth.

cheat?Not really, they had their own secrets, he didn't know Feng Jianxun, and Feng Jianxun didn't know him either.

but……

Fang Xi covered his chest, but why was he so panicked, he really wanted to hit someone.

[jingle bell jingle bell——]

The two over there seem to have finished their conversation. Feng Jianxun was pushing his master to go out. Fang Xi hid behind Shalia and dared not breathe for fear of being recognized by those two, but due to some aggrieved He wanted to look out again because of the reason, and this one glance met a pair of deep purple eyes.

"!" Fang Qi panicked, clutching Sharia's skirt tightly and refusing to let go, closing his eyes and silently pretending to be an ostrich.

Fortunately, Feng Jianxun just turned his eyes away for a moment, and left the hall following the pace of Ma Suo and Wu Menggui.

Fang Qi was scared to death, he just came to Dihuahua to learn about the gossip taught by Hongyi Why did he see such a scene that refreshed the world view, did he know something serious? !

After hearing the news, the Alzu girl came and took him away from the main hall. When he returned to the residence, his face was still very ugly, and he hadn't recovered from his bewildered state for a long time.

He just wants to say one word now:

fuck.

The author has something to say:

The emperor bit the network cable... blah blah blah...

After much deliberation, I decided to skip the plot of Daoxiang village in wind and rain, otherwise it will become a water-filled meat again.

After playing Dihuahua, go to Qutang Gorge to meet Dad~

Drifting Bottle of Love and Moge Moge thank you two dear mines for taking care of them~