"Sister Xi Yao is in such a hurry, is she going somewhere?"

Seeing Murong Xiyao who looked in a hurry, a gentle and graceful smile appeared on Yang Zhilan's delicate and beautiful cheeks, which made people feel that this woman was very close at a glance.

"Senior Sister Zhilan, did you see a man coming to Yaochi just now, looking for me. ”

Murong Xiyao asked anxiously.

The woman named Yang Zhilan in front of her, like Mo Li, was an orphan she took in in the mortal world back then.

Because of the war, all the family members died under the butcher's knife, and Murong Xiyao saw that they were pitiful and had good talents, so he took them in as fairy children and carefully taught them to become immortals.

Later, the fairy child order was simply lifted and they were allowed to enter the Yao Chi to practice.

After entering Yaochi, Yang Zhilan and Mo Li both showed extremely high talents and became disciples of the sect.

It's just that the relationship between the three of them is delicate, and Mo Li has always been loyal to Murong Xiyao and treats her as a sister. And Yang Zhilan has become a lot more estranged, especially after Murong Xiyao has fallen, and she rarely communicates.

When Murong Xiyao was in trouble, he couldn't help but not help, but watched coldly.

Mo Li has a lot of complaints about this, but Murong Xiyao doesn't care, people will always change, everyone has their own path to choose, just look away.

Yang Zhilan frowned and thought for a moment, then smiled slightly: "His name is Qin Yang, right, he looks a little handsome, but he doesn't feel worthy of you." ”

Hearing that Qin Yang had indeed been here, Murong Xiyao breathed a sigh of relief, her heart was inexplicably a little sweet, and the other party could find it, which showed that she still cared about her, but then she became worried: "What about others?"

"Let's go. Yang Zhilan shrugged her shoulders.

"Gone?" Murong Xiyao was stunned and asked, "Where did he go?"

Yang Zhilan didn't answer, but looked at her delicate fingers, with a slight arc hanging from the corners of her lips, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Sister Xi Yao, I just broke through the Six Rank Earth Immortal not long ago, was selected by the master as a candidate for the Holy Maiden, and became a preparatory disciple of the Nine Heavens. ”

"Really?" Murong Xiyao was stunned for a moment, and a happy smile appeared on her face: "Zhilan, I knew that with your talent, you would definitely ascend to the Nine Heavens." ”

Although Yang Zhilan's relationship with her is already very estranged, after all, the other party was also raised by her, and she is naturally happy for the other party to achieve such an achievement.

"Sister Xi Yao, do you know what this means?"

Yang Zhilan suddenly asked.

Murong Xiyao was stunned, not quite understanding the meaning of the other party's question.

"It means ......" Yang Zhilan leaned into her ear and whispered, "Between you and me, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky." ”

Yang Zhilan had a meaningful and weird smile on her face, as if she was mocking and pitying the other party.

Murong Xiyao moved her lips, but she didn't say anything, just a look of loneliness crossed her eyes.

Yang Zhilan stretched out her hand to pick up Murong Xiyao's chin, stared at the other party's dim eyes, and said lightly: "Sister Xiyao, the fairy world has the rules of the fairy world, what is your identity now, and what is my identity now, have you forgotten?"

"I ......"

"Do you think that you should despise me unscrupulously after taking me in, and even treat me as your fairy, and make me bow down to you?"

"Senior Sister Zhilan, I think you misunderstood. ”

"Misunderstanding?" Yang Zhilan evoked a sneer and said lightly, "A disciple at the lowest level, when he saw the future saintess, not only did he not show the awe he should have, but instead ignored the rules and directly asked where others went, you take yourself too seriously." ”

Murong Xiyao's pretty face changed, and she subconsciously clenched her fist.

After a few seconds, she took a deep breath and said apologetically, "I'm sorry Master Zhilan...... Uncle Shi, the disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

"Forget it, you are also a former saint, you still have to give this face, I won't punish you. Yang Zhilan patted the other party's cheek and said with a smile.

After speaking, she took out a silk handkerchief and wiped her hands, as if she thought that the other party's body was a little dirty.

Murong Xiyao lowered her head slightly and asked softly, "Senior Uncle Zhilan, can you tell the disciple where Qin Yang is going." ”

Syllable......

The silk handkerchief in Yang Zhilan's hand fell to the ground.

"Qin Yang, of course I can tell you where he went, he is ......"

Yang Zhilan's pink lips curled slightly, and she was about to say something, but suddenly lowered her head and pretended to be surprised, "Oops, I went out just now, why didn't I find that my shoes were dirty, I don't know if Sister Xi Yao can deign to help me wipe them." ”

As soon as these words came out, Murong Xiyao's face couldn't help but change, and even the two female disciples guarding the door behind also changed their expressions suddenly.

Although Murong Xiyao's status has plummeted, after all, she is a former saint, and it is a little too much to be so humiliated.

Yang Zhilan stared at Murong Xiyao, whose face was uncertain, with a smile, and did not speak.

After struggling for a while in her heart, and after making some trade-offs, Murong Xiyao finally sighed secretly, squatted down to pick up the silk handkerchief on the ground, and gently wiped Yang Zhilan's shoes.

The two female disciples looked unbearable, but they didn't dare to persuade them.

Yang Zhilan still raised her chin slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and there was a bit of happiness in her charming eyes.

In the past, she was just a little fairy child beside Murong Xiyao, with a low status, even if others were polite to her, it was for the sake of Murong Xiyao's face, but in fact, they looked down on her very much in private.

In this world of the jungle, if you want to get the true respect of others, you can only climb up, the higher you climb, the higher others will fear you and respect you!

At this moment, the saint who used to be high in the sky was shining her shoes, and this gap made her feel great physical and mental satisfaction.

"Uhhh

At this moment, a majestic killing intent suddenly rushed out from the door.

Yang Zhilan's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but the other party's speed was too fast, and she just took a step back, and there was a "snap" on her white cheeks, and there was an extra slap print.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

“……”

Immediately afterwards, he was slapped three times in a row on the left and right cheeks.

"Floating Immortal Kill!!"

Yang Zhilan was in a hurry, and with a move of her palm, a cyan rune appeared from the palm of her hand, and immediately rose against the storm, bringing up a monstrous coercion, and bombarded it heavily.

Boom!

The two figures parted and flew upside down.

Yang Zhilan touched her puffy and pungent cheeks, looked up at the girl in the black dress with a cold expression on the opposite side, her face was slightly distorted, and she said angrily: "Mo Li, do you want to find death!"

At this moment, Jasmine's pretty face was like frost, and bursts of black mist appeared in her originally clear eyes.

And behind her, a black lotus phantom swayed gently, exuding a hideous aura of death and ruthlessness, and the people present couldn't help but shudder.

"Jasmine!"

Seeing the girl like this, Murong Xiyao was startled and hurriedly screamed.

Mo Li's delicate body was shocked, the black mist in her eyes gradually dissipated, and the black lotus flower behind her disappeared, returning to her previous cold appearance.

And those clean and dusty eyes still stared at Yang Zhilan coldly: "She used to be your master!"

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