"What's your name, little ghost?" The woman asked.

"Jun none." There is no evil way.

"Jun Wu......" The woman touched her chin, sat up from the couch, and poured another sip of wine, "You just came in this year?" There was a hint of drunkenness on the woman's face.

"Yes."

"Which venue?"

"Talent Venue."

The woman pursed her lips and looked to the side, "Damn, what did the little cub in the talent venue do to the old lady?" The brain is not good, and the old lady is not a special race. ”

Jun Wuxian calmly listened to the woman's "muttering" that was not whispered at all.

"What race are you? Bone refiners? Witch Doctor? Or the Wind Resistant? The woman's face was impatient, and she almost engraved the words "The old lady doesn't want to take you at all, can you get out" on the door of her head.

Jun Wuxian didn't seem to see the woman's impatience, and said calmly: "Imperial Soul Clan." ”

"Huh?" The woman was slightly stunned, and the hand holding the wine jug shook, "Imperial Soul Clan? I've never heard of it. He took another sip.

"Don't lie to me, little ghost."

"It's the Imperial Soul Clan." Jun Wuxian said calmly, Yunjian Academy is the third academy she has arrived, but a tutor like a woman, she is really the first time she has seen it, the most unreliable tutor Jun Wuxian has ever seen is probably her master Yan Bugui, and she also drinks all day long, but compared with a woman, it is a big deal.

"Huh? Soul Clan? Okay, then tell me, what are the characteristics of the Imperial Soul Clan? If you can't say it, the old lady will throw you out. The woman let out a gasp of wine and snorted.

Jun Wuxian glanced at her, didn't say much, just took out the Qiankun bag, wanting to take something out of it.

In the Lower Three Realms, there is no such thing as a Qiankun bag, but in the Middle Three Realms, although the Qiankun bag is rare, it is not a rare thing, so Jun Wuxian does not have a burden to take it out.

But just when Jun Wuxian took out the Qiankun bag, the woman who was originally impatient was suddenly stunned for a moment, she looked at the Qiankun bag embroidered with begonia flowers in Jun Wuxie's hand, and the drunkenness in her eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of Jun Wuxie, and the Qiankun bag in her hand disappeared in an instant, and when Jun Wuxian raised his head, the Qiankun bag appeared in the woman's hand.

When did she take it?

Jun Wuxian was slightly stunned, remembering the silver light that flashed quickly, and his heart was slightly startled.

Ye Sha said, above the purple spirit, there is also this silver spirit, but Jun Wuxian has never seen it, she has always suspected that the hall master of the Lingyao Hall is the silver spirit, but she has never seen him make a move, Jun Wuxian just saw this drunk woman, and could not find out her spiritual power, which proves that her spiritual power is higher than her, but Jun Wuxian never thought that this woman's strength would be the same as the twelve hall masters, it is the silver spirit!

Jun Wuxie's heart was full of surprise, but the woman didn't care about her mind at all, just looked down at the Qiankun bag in her hand, and a look of shock faintly appeared in her eyes.

"Imp! Where did you get this bag?! The woman suddenly raised her head, and the drunkenness in her beautiful eyes was gone, replaced by a sharp gaze, and her tone became stern.

Jun Wuxian frowned slightly, the Qiankun bag was given to her by Yan Bugui at the beginning, but looking at the woman's reflection, she clearly recognized this Qiankun bag!