White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

Where did he find out what was on his mind? God knows he just came to ask, and had no other thoughts.

He pursed his lips, and his slightly drooping crow-colored eyelashes covered the expression in his eyes.

Lan Qiu said slowly: "I don't know what Elder Mu thinks or thinks about me, but if my apprentice did something wrong, I won't stop you from punishing him. This is what he deserves." of."

He really didn't understand that many people in the sect seemed to have some opinions on him.

To be precise, it was an opinion on the original owner.

But in the intermittent memory of the original owner, he really didn't know why.

In the memory of the original owner, the most profound things are related to cultivation and alchemy, and then there are things in the devil world, and things in Hua Xiaozong. I can only say that I have a rough impression.

It is limited to knowing who is who, but most of the things have no memory.

"I hope Elder Lan really does what he said."

A male voice came from behind.

Yan Yu, who was wearing a white student uniform, was standing behind with a respectful posture.

Lan Qiu looked back at him, frowning slightly: "I will naturally fulfill what I said."

"What if he is really the murderer?" Yan Yu smiled a little.

Lan Qiu looked at him coldly, his brows and eyes, which were originally mild, had cooled down, and his exquisite appearance seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, like a fairy who couldn't get close to the sky.

"I'll kill him myself."

He said.

Yan Yu didn't speak, but politely said to Elder Mu: "I'm really sorry, this disciple broke in without permission."

Elder Mu waved his hand and didn't seem to care.

In the end, Lan Qiu left angrily.

Both Yan Yu and Elder Mu obviously didn't believe his words, especially Yan Yu, who seemed to believe that he wanted to cover Duan Yixuan, and that Duan Yixuan was the murderer.

Lan Qiu remembered that this person was the one who identified Duan Yixuan, and angrily ran into the back mountain where there were few people.

He's back to his original form.

He was afraid that other people would not be able to vent his anger, so he would become a puffer fish.

The chubby Fat Jiu strode on the green grass, staring angrily at the weeds in front of him.

The white with a little black fur color makes him very conspicuous on the grass, and the mottled sunlight reflects behind him through the gaps in the leaves.

The more Lan Qiu thought about it, the more angry she became, she spread her wings slightly, stretched out her neck, bit a weed fiercely, pulled it out very viciously, then threw it on the ground forcefully, raised her paw and stepped on it twice.

"Chirp!"

Bastard!