Shi Mian followed behind Bu Meng, and walked towards the Jade Palace standing on the top of the peak step by step, the sunlight sprinkled down, and the refraction of the Jade Palace was a little dazzling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She could clearly hear her heart pounding, not because she was scared or something, it was just excitement.

Working against an invincible true monarch, if this potato succeeds, it will add another stroke to this glorious history.

She revisited in her head, the way she dealt with people like Jiuheng Zhenjun.

First of all, you should keep your posture low, so as not to upset them, otherwise you will be killed directly.

Then, to be appropriately aggressive, you must arouse their interest, make them feel a little interesting, and let you go, or you will be killed casually.

In the end, you have to attack him with a lightning speed so that he can't react, otherwise he will be killed in a rage.

To put it simply, you can be killed at any time.

The main hall was already near, and Shi Mian took out a wing feather from the Qiankun bag and pinched it in his hand, which was the feather left behind when the sake left.

"The disciple has seen Zhenjun!"

The two of them saluted respectfully, and Jiuheng Zhenjun, who was sitting on the jade throne, did not call them up for a long time.

"San'er, why hasn't there been fusion?"

Bu Meng's heart trembled slightly, and the fear of years instantly inspired her heart to be weak, but fortunately, she was a tough person and calmed down.

"Back to Zhenjun, the pure yin stone essence has been obtained, and it is on Shi Mian."

"Huh?"

Jiuheng Zhenjun moved her eyes to Shi Mian, and the pressure suddenly made her break out in a cold sweat.

"Back to the True Monarch......"

Jiuheng Zhenjun was already impatient to listen to her, and he was about to wipe it out directly as soon as he moved his hand: "This seat asked you to accompany and assist, what are you doing?" ”

The hairpin on Shi Mian's head suddenly exuded a murderous aura that was so strong that she couldn't refuse, and she already felt the breath of death in an instant.

"Blah, blah, blah! The disciple wants to perform a trick for you!! ”

She was so frightened that her head was so confused that she didn't know what her confidant was talking about, and she even broke her voice in a panic.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, I'm afraid I would have to be ridiculed by Bumeng.

After she finished saying this with her tongue on her crutches, she felt the hairpin stop, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out the feather in her hand tremblingly.

"Look, Zhenjun, this is a feather."

She held Ling Yu in her left hand, and with her right hand trembling, she lit a beam of fire and approached Ling Yu.

"It's a fire, as soon as they approach ......"

She used fire to burn Ling Yu, which was a little difficult to burn, but it was still burned out.

"And then Ling Yu was burned hahaha!"

“……”

The hall was silent.

Jiuheng Zhenjun moved his fingers again.

Shi Mian's hair stood on end, and he hurriedly stopped in a loud voice: "Wait, wait, aren't you curious about what the disciple is doing?" Please allow the disciple to finish this sentence! ”

The hairpin breath stopped again.

Shi Mian wiped his sweat and said: "What the disciple burned is the spirit beast under the seat of Lianxi True Monarch, the feather of Qingluan!" This is the talisman that Zhenjun gave to his disciples, as soon as the disciples burn it, Lianxi Zhenjun will immediately know about it and rush to the rescue! ”

"Heh......"

Jiuheng Zhenjun seemed to be a little angry, he leaned over, put his hand on his arm, propped up his head, and smiled lightly, quite glamorous.

"Do you think this seat will be afraid of Lianxi?"

"You're not afraid." Shi Mian let out a sigh of relief.

Just don't kill her just yet.

Not to mention that the feather is just an ordinary feather that falls when the sake flies away, it has no effect, even if it can really summon Lianxi Zhenjun, Jiuheng Zhenjun still wants to kill her.

Do you still have to turn your face for a Qi refining disciple, or even fight a lot?

Shi Mian did this to remind Jiuheng Zhenjun that he was not an orphan girl, and secondly, to give some pressure appropriately, causing Jiuheng Zhenjun's anger was only the first step.

At present, his heart is probably like: Little bit, you are very jumping, okay, let you jump, you have jumped enough, and then hit you hard and then kill you.

Shi Mian wants to take advantage of his anger, and play the dog's leg to appease him wholeheartedly, this anger will turn into interest, and the mentality of Jiuheng Zhenjun will also become: Although you are very jumpy, but it is quite fun, and the flattery of this seat is also good, then this seat will be merciful and let you go.

Thoughts that almost broke her intellectual capacity flowed through her head in an instant, it was really that Jiuheng Zhenjun was too dangerous, and she had to be cautious to survive.

"Zhenjun, ......" Shi Mian showed a standard flattering smile, and there was almost no tail swinging behind him.

"You see, since the disciple entered your disciple that year, he has been looking at your glorious image, you have always been the enlightening star in the disciple's mind, and the disciple's worship of you is like a surging river, warm and passionate! The way you raise your hand, that ......"

Blowing a bunch of useless, Shi Mian looked at the expressionless and cold Jiuheng Zhenjun in front of her, and the pressure was also a little too great, she simply changed her voice: "But...... The disciple admires you so much, you are unexpected! ”

She was holding her heart in the shape of a west, and the tears in her eyes were about to fall.

Although the big man can't look down on the little ants, if he sees the little ants worshipping him crazy and getting hurt in the end, he will also feel comfortable.

"Disciple worships under your disciple who is so noble, mighty, brave, domineering, and leaky, and he has been satisfied in this life, but ...... Please forgive the disciple for his petty greed! ”

Shi Mian's eyes were bright, and she tried to make her face, which was not amazing, into pity, and she looked at Jiuheng Zhenjun as if pleading.

Jiuheng Zhenjun's face was paralyzed for a while, and then the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, obviously his anger had been calmed down.

"Oh?"

"Please promise your disciple one thing! At present, the disciple has not thought about it, and when the disciple thinks about it, it is time for you to take the disciple's cheap life! ”

Her gaze was sincere, and it didn't seem like she was asking too much.

Jiuheng Zhenjun seemed to be smiling, and his finger was on the arm, and he knocked for a long time before he said, "Okay." ”

Shi Mian's eyes suddenly widened, holding his chest, looking like he was about to faint with excitement: "Thank you, Zhenjun!" ”

“……”

Bu Meng next to her glanced at her strangely, and was speechless.

It looks like a tragic appearance of giving his life and seeing death as if he were going home without complaint or regret, as if he was very miserable, but in fact, he has unknowingly reversed the situation of certain death, and even asked for a condition-

Great.

"Okay, can you take out the stone spirit now?" Jiuheng Zhenjun looked at her and said.

Shi Mian hurriedly wiped his tears, took out the jade bowl, and sent it directly to Jiuheng Zhenjun.

She is not afraid that Jiuheng Zhenjun will regret it, although this person has no virtue, but he eats his own set, which shows that he is the standard big man mentality.

The big man agreed to the ant's conditions, although he only had the mentality of having fun, but he didn't bother to regret it.

Jiuheng Zhenjun took out the stone essence, looked left and right, and then waved his hand casually and told her to go down.

Shi Mian saluted respectfully, then turned around and exited the main hall, and when he left, he met Bu Meng's eyes, clearly conveying a meaning.

"I'll leave it to you."

She walked out of the cold Jade Palace, and the warm sun shone on her again.

Shi Mian realized that he was already covered in cold sweat.

She touched her forehead, feeling a little tired and having to go back to sleep, but at the same time a wave of excitement was rampage.

She won!

Tricked a true gentleman!

What a thing to brag about!

The three conditions of the abbot have been made up, and the next thing is the contribution point of the sect.

Shi Mian wiped his sweat and walked to the council hall.