A beautiful lady dressed as a devil

Qi Feng pushed open the door of the small courtyard, and when she stepped into it, she saw two rows of maids standing quietly in the courtyard.

They held ebony trays in their soft and boneless hands, on which were well-crafted robes, hairpins, accessories, etc. Because they stayed in the small courtyard for too long, the sakura leaves fell on the maids There was a beautiful scene on the shoulders of the girl, but Qifeng frowned when she saw it——

"Master still awake?" He asked the nearest one in a low voice.

The maid shook her head, her expression tense: "Return to the thirteenth son, he is still awake."

Qifeng glanced at the sapphire pendant she was holding in her hand, and said, "Put the things in front of the porch, and step back."

"The grand ceremony is about to begin," Qifeng said to the maids with a fair and gentle appearance, his eyes always seemed to be smiling, "I know you have long been looking forward to going to the grand ceremony to increase your knowledge, so let's go now."

The maids suppressed the joy in their hearts, but they still didn't dare to abandon the task privately.

Qifeng walked inside, and said: "Go, Master, I will explain it clearly for you."

The maid tremblingly said: "If Jiang Xianjun blames..."

"I'll comfort him," Qifeng said, "I'll take care of anything."

After all the people in the small courtyard had left, Qi Feng gently pushed open the hall door.

The air in early spring was still wet and cold, but the inside of the hall was warm and dry. Qifeng entered inside, closed the door behind his back, and was about to walk to the bed when his footsteps suddenly stopped.

The person he was looking for was sitting beside the books in front of the window, and he seemed to have been up for a long time. He was wearing a thin white inner robe, and his long black hair, which looked like Luoyang Pindan ink, lightly covered half of his beautiful face.

Qifeng felt something was wrong.

"Disciple pays homage to Master." He said goodbye, but actually walked all the way to the side of the book, frowned and bent down to stare at the person in front of him, and said, "Your complexion doesn't look very good, did you catch a cold last night?"

Not only was it not good, Jiang Shuo looked pale and unresponsive right now.

He slowly cast his eyes on the "disciple" in front of him who cared about him, and after a while, he said "um" in a very weak tone.

Qi Feng sullenly wanted to take his pulse, but Jiang Shuo stepped back slightly, and finally came back to his senses: "What... are you doing?"

Qi Feng: "Disciple show Master's pulse."

"..." Jiang Shuo realized that he was calling himself "Master".

"No need," Jiang Shuo stood up in a pretentious manner, took a few steps away, and said to Qi Feng, "It's just a headache, and it will be fine after a short rest. You came to my room because..."

Seeing that he was unwilling, Qifeng didn't force it, but said: "The ceremony is about to begin, and the master has already presided over it one step ahead, but you, my wife...haven't put on your gown yet."

Jiang Shuo was in a daze and couldn't understand what he was saying at all, so he could only barely answer: "Okay, I'll try to hurry up, you go outside and wait."

Qi Feng remained motionless.

Jiang Shuo: "?"

Qifeng smiled and asked softly: "Master, are you able to wear a dress by yourself?"

Jiang Shuo: "..."

When Qifeng helped him wash his face, tie his hair, and then put the complicated and gorgeous robe on him, Jiang Shuo kept thinking about a problem.

Who is this?

Who am I?

Finding myself lying on a strange bed in the middle of the night was scary enough, not to mention finding myself surrounded by strangers, and then discovering that even the environment was strange.

Jiang Shuo raised his hands and looked at them. His fingertips were shiny and white, so beautiful that there was no trace of blemish. They were completely different from the hands that were covered with tiny wounds due to archaeological excavation and cleaning.

He looked at the face in the bronze mirror again.

Although the face is his own, but the temperament is very different, Jiang Shuo only looked at it for a while and then looked away, thinking it was meaningless.

Instead of studying how you look, it's better to think about your current situation.

When he woke up in the middle of the night last night, Jiang Shuo had already searched through everything he could find in the house.

He found a red private seal with the word "Jiang Shuo" engraved on it, a pile of useless clothes, and a book of immortality that was covered in dust and seemed to have been completely untouched by the owner.

The most valuable thing is probably the narrow and long sword hanging on the wall.

Jiang Shuo stretched out his hand to take it off last night, and it was cold to the touch in his hand. The blade is smooth, and there is a sound of gold and jade hitting each other when tapped lightly. It is a high-quality saber.

It's a pity that there is no connection with Jiang Shuo.

Jiang Shuo reckoned that the cultivation base of his body was very low...Cultivation base, should that be what he said?

Before he could finish thinking about things, Qi Feng who was behind him wearing a belt suddenly laughed and said, "Master's temper is pretty good today."

Jiang Shuo didn't react: "What?"

"This is the first time this disciple has washed and changed your clothes for you," Qi Feng said calmly, "Before, Master was dissatisfied with this disciple's clumsiness, and always wanted someone to drive me out of the house."

Jiang Shuo lowered his eyelashes: "I'm too lazy to train you today."

Qi Feng didn't question this sentence, he half-kneeled on the ground, carefully fastened Jiang Shuo's belt inlaid with warm red jade, and then got up: "Master, let's go out."

Jiang Shuo had no impression of the road outside the door, and Qi Feng was going to lag him half a step, so Jiang Shuo had to stop and thought of an excuse: "I don't want to go, you can ask someone to carry me there in a sedan chair."

From Qifeng's few words before, Jiang Shuo deduced that "I" must have a bad temper, so when he said this, he raised his chin slightly and said in an arrogant and rude tone: "Hurry up!" , otherwise we won’t be able to make it in time for the grand ceremony.”

Qi Feng froze for a moment.

His expression suddenly became a little strange, and it took a while before he said: "Master... Actually, I can take you there with Yujian."

Jiang Shuo: "..."

Jiang Shuo: "I want someone to carry me there."

In the end, Qi Feng still took Jiang Shuo to the place where the grand ceremony was held.

Because according to what he said, the grand ceremony was held on the top of Muyun Peak hundreds of miles away, and it would probably take a month or two to carry the sedan chair there.

Jiang Shuo had already calmed down from the previous embarrassment. Seeing Qifeng pull out the sword from his waist, he thought for a while and asked, "Your master...has it passed?"

Since this person calls her teacher's wife, then there should be a teacher, right?

Holding a sword in one hand, Qifeng replied: "All sects recommended Dongyan Immortal Venerable to preside over the grand ceremony, so Master has already rushed before dawn this morning."

Dongyan Immortal Venerable.

Jiang Shuo felt a numbness in his head for a moment, and then his senses gradually recovered, and the name of Immortal Dongyan also became clear in his mind.

Dong Yan, the leader of the righteous way and the best sword in the world in "Royal World", is still the biggest stumbling block preventing the protagonist Yin Sui from becoming a demon.

After successfully beheading Yin Sui, who had already cultivated into a demon, Dong Yan's reputation resounded throughout the three worlds, and he was regarded as No. 1 in the fairy world.

However, Yin Sui, who was thought to have lost his soul by the world, had actually been quietly reborn. After a few years, he had recovered his original peak cultivation, and returned to his homeland to take revenge, killing Dongyan Immortal Venerable and a group of righteous immortals.

The blood stained the red stone steps, and ten years later, the brick joints are still reddish brown.

"Royal World" is a refreshing novel with extremely unrighteous views. The main character does all kinds of evil things, kills like hemp, and destroys humanity. Therefore, after it became popular on various websites, it was named and banned.

Jiang Shuo was very interested in this novel with polarized reviews. After work, he went to read the news about the banning of "Yu Tianxia" and briefly understood the context of the story.

Yin Sui, an out-and-out villain, became even more perverted after his rebirth. Netizens described the things he did horribly, bluntly saying that the author wrote this novel to take revenge on society.

Jiang Shuo numbly recalled the story line of "The Royal World", and when he spoke to Qi Feng again, his voice was light and light: "You said... what grand ceremony are we going to attend?"

Qi Feng: "To celebrate Master's beheading of the great demon Yin Sui, today we gathered at Muyun Peak to hold a demon slaying ceremony."

Hopeless.

Jiang Shuo thought.

Jiang Shuo went all the way to Muyun Peak in silence.

Qifeng Yujian's technique is very good, but Jiang Shuo didn't care to appreciate the scenery under his feet. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw the vast clouds in front of him. , and found that the peak was full of people.

"Meet Xianjun Jiang." A large group of people saluted Jiang Shuo.

On the high platform, monks with names and surnames from various sects were seated. Jiang Shuo took a glance and confirmed that the one seated first was his... Taoist companion.

Dongyan Immortal Venerable, with a dignified appearance and a clean appearance, his entire body is filled with righteous immortal energy.

In short, it is the one that is the head of the righteous way.

At this time, he was sitting at the first place meticulously, praying for Feng to bring Jiang Shuo to him, bowing and apologizing: "Master, the disciple is late."

Dong Yan glanced at him, and said coldly: "How decent is it to be late for such an important day? Go down and receive the punishment yourself."

Jiang Shuo was about to explain when he heard the words, but stopped.

When I first arrived, I made many mistakes.

Qi Feng was used to Dong Yan's harshness, so she turned her head and whispered to Jiang Shuo: "Master, this disciple is going down first."

"Yeah," Jiang Shuo responded calmly, "Go."

There was still an empty seat next to Dong Yan. When Jiang Shuo walked over, he noticed that many people were looking at him. When he turned his head deliberately, those people turned their eyes away hastily.

It’s weird.

Jiang Shuo took a seat beside Dong Yan.

Until he sat down, Dong Yan didn't seem to pay any attention to him. Jiang Shuo stiffened and straightened his waist, while trying to recall his identity in his mind.

Dongyan's Taoist partner, Jiang Shuo?

Is there such a number one person in the original book of "Royal World"?

Jiang Shuo regretted that he didn't take some time to read this novel with three wrong views, but just watched the plot discussion of netizens who eat melons.

[I heard that Yin Sui in the book was reborn in a mass grave, and after crawling out, he killed people and drank blood all the way, and finally slaughtered a small sect, hid in it to practice, and reshaped the demon body...]

[The original party said that five years later, when Yin Sui took revenge, he killed the entire faction that Dong Yan belonged to, burned the skin and burned the bones, raped the monks, and dug out human eyeballs as candle wicks. The plot was really disgusting up]

[Dong Yan died fairly quickly, what was his Taoist companion...the number one beauty recognized by the official seal, too miserable, so miserable that I don't even want to describe it in words, it is reasonable to suspect that the author has something strange and extremely Dark obsession...]

Jiang Shuo: "."

I remembered, but didn't really want to.

"Master, all the preparations for the grand ceremony are ready, and we can start."

One sentence interrupted Jiang Shuo's chaotic thoughts. In front of Dong Yan stood a tall man with a dark complexion, a voice like a bell, and a pair of eyes like sharp scimitars. It was chilling to see.

When he found that someone was looking at him, he turned his face suddenly, which startled Jiang Shuo.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Shuo saw this disciple of Dong Yan, and showed a shy smile to himself, and said in a loud voice: "Master, I am Yu Pu, Master's six disciples, don't you remember?"

"..." Jiang Shuo: "Remember now."

A maid led Dong Yan to the place where the ceremony was presided over. Jiang Shuo thought for a while and asked Yu Pu directly: "How many disciples does your master... have?"

Yu Pu said solemnly: "Counting the two senior brothers who died in the process of killing demons and demons, one who died when he was practicing, three who went astray and were expelled from the sect, and six who betrayed other sects, they were killed by raccoons. The color of a fox spirit. One who lured into the demon way, there are a total of 87 disciples under the name of the master."

He spoke too fast, Jiang Shuo couldn't hear clearly, and asked, "What? Eight?"

"There are 87 disciples," Yu Pu said, "the youngest one is still in the foundation building stage."

Jiang Shuo: "..."

The Demon Slayer Ceremony is a big event this year.

Two months ago, Dong Yan and Yin Sui successfully beheaded the devil after seven days of hard fighting. All the immortal sects were overjoyed. The monk Yujian watched in mid-air.

Dong Yan stood on the most central platform, and in front of him was a bronze statue as tall as an ordinary person, with raised eyebrows and red eyes, a hideous face, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was cursing something.

The bronze statue is kneeling, and its hands are locked by iron chains as thick as arms, forming a humiliating loser posture.The monk who was close saw the bronze statue and shouted angrily: "You dog thief!"

"The devil!"

"Good death! Pooh!"

The monks were passionate, and there was only one shaded place that was slightly quiet.The roots of the trees are entangled there, making it difficult to stand on it, so there are not many monks standing on it.

A snow-white sash was quietly hanging down from the leaves, and when they heard everyone scolding the devil, that soft sash was slowly pulled up, wrapped around the fingertips, and with a slight force, the snow silk slipped out of it without a sound. fracture.

The black-eyed boy moved his lips and let out a soft laugh.

"Good scolding."

"If only this group of people could scream so vigorously on the day they died." He thought again, resting his chin in boredom.

Standing on the stage, Dong Yan raised his world-famous saber under the gaze of all the people, and with one blow - cut off the bronze statue's head.

The crowd cheered.

The head of the bronze statue rolled to the bottom of the stage and was trampled to pieces by the angry monks.

Yin Sui watched this scene with no emotion on his face, curled up his fingers in his sleeves slightly, and then let go quickly.

Too weak, this body.

He was reborn on this corpse in the mass grave. The deceased looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with extremely poor cultivation skills. He had been dead for several days. When Yin Sui woke up, he found that his body was about to rot. It took a lot of work to get back to being human again.

With exhausted spiritual power and weak body, Yin Sui is not a brainless person, and he would not rush out of the grand ceremony because of this little humiliation.

There is ample time.he thinks.

From today onwards, every famous monk can think of a way to die.

Yin Sui jumped down from the tree nimbly, patted the shoulder of the person next to him, and asked with a smile, "What's new in today's ceremony?"

The monk turned his head and saw that he was a handsome and well-behaved young man, so he said: "I don't know very well... But it is said that there will be a troupe to sing the part of Dongyan Immortal Slaying Demons later, Another drum performance..."

"En." Yin Sui looked at him a few times, wondering where it would be more convenient to start killing people and stealing money. He has spent all his money recently and has to find a way to fill his stomach.

The monk was still talking: "Look, Dong Yan's disciples have come down to give us melons and fruit snacks... Hey, Jiang Xianjun is coming down too?"

His tone was surprised and full of longing, Yin Sui frowned and asked, "Jiang what?"

"Jiang Shuo!" the monk said excitedly, "Dongyan's Taoist companion! The number one beauty in our cultivation world! Look, he's right there..."

Yin Sui followed his guidance and looked towards the high platform in the distance.

The man was dressed in a red dress hanging down to the ground, with a jade belt around his waist showing a well-proportioned figure, his face could not be seen clearly from too far away, but his complexion was extremely fair, and the long hair tied up by the jade hairpin was like ink falling into flowing clouds, as he walked forward The figure of a few steps is elegant and noble, and every move is breathtaking.

is a beauty.

Yin Sui thought to himself.

He stared at Jiang Shuo and narrowed his eyes slightly.

If she is a beauty... she shouldn't die so easily.

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Copywriter:

[The cruel beauty is attacked by a wolf dog who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside]

Fang Yu, as the most outstanding graduate of the heartthrob major of the Interstellar Academy, has entered the hell-difficult scenario simulation assessment.

By the way, he also airborne one of his most hated examiners, K.

K: Please check the exam questions.

●The son of a poor rich family who is about to become a plaything of the nobility

●The out-of-date actor who is about to be involved in scandals

●The delicate Omega who is about to be forced to make peace with the Zerg

●The pure holy son who will be sent to serve the three evil dragons

●that is...

Fang Yu clenched his fists: "The big beauty Fang is about to smash the scum and attack the dog's head!"

K: "Warning, if you treat npc violently, ten points will be deducted."

Fang Yu: "How many points do I have left?"

K: "... negative points."

After the task was over, Fang Yu glanced at the file, and the screen was full of red crosses:

[Deduction item 1: Dangerous competition]

[Deduction 2: Spreading rumors]

[Deduction item 3: Intimidate npc]

[Deduction item 4: Molesting the examiner]

……

Fang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Molesting the examiner?"

K called up the record playback without saying a word:

●In the ruins of the ruins, the beautiful and elegant young man approached step by step, looked at the vigilant and panicked crowd in the besieged city, stretched out his hand to the man with a cold face, and smiled softly:

——"Come, be my pet."