Zhong Zhen was so angry that she almost split Xiao Cheng on the spot, she killed all the people in one go, and only the bare-pole leader was left.

Xiao Cheng is really confused, after getting along for so long, he didn't even recognize Zhong Zhen who added a small amount of disguise.

He was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed wildly and begged for mercy, knocking his head out.

"I spared your life because you were a fool. You do what people do, and your brain grows on a pig. Robbery is robbery, it's just a matter of robbing treasure, what is it to rob a woman, you can't fall from the sky, is there no mother? ”

"Senior...... It is they who say that selling women is the most profitable. ”

"They say whatever they say, and if I see you doing something bad in the future, I will cut you into eight pieces and feed your body to the dogs. Even if you see someone robbing a woman in the future, you have to stop it. Your name is Xiao Cheng, right, I have heard of you for a long time, and I used to follow a person surnamed Lu. ”

Xiao Cheng was shocked, it turned out that the old foundation had been discovered.

"Senior, I don't dare anymore, I will focus on doing good things and never do bad things in the future, please don't talk to Boss Lu."

Zhong Zhen beat him up and beat him all over his body, and then Shi Shiran left.

The world is like this, there are many good people and bad people, she can't kill all the bad guys, she can only do her best.

The Flower Pavilion has not changed much, the old girl has gone, and the new one has been added. The poor family turned into a rich lady, taking the maids to visit the shops, sitting in the pavilion and gossiping with people.

On the surface, it is still prosperous, but Zhong Zhen knows that if she is thinking about the peak, there must be some women who are about to turn into blood.

This sect must be destroyed, completely destroyed.

At the beginning, Zhong Zhen was indignant, and because he had listened to too many storytellers since he was a child. Under the inner impulse, I want to be a hero. Now the reason is different, because those women may have their parents and grandmothers in their homes.

Just such a simple reason.

That time, she had absorbed all the mutant beasts and animals in a small fight, but now she didn't want to startle the snakes.

There is only one ancestor left in the Flower Pavilion, and this old ancestor does not live in the valley, nor on the main peak, but on an extremely tall mountain in the south. She has never accepted disciples, but she has served many people.

Able to serve by the ancestor's side. Those disciples didn't know what it was like to be happy. A random reward will make them infinitely useful, and they will be able to walk sideways in the sect.

In the middle of the night, Zhong Zhen gave herself courage. After wiping the cold sweat that kept coming out on his forehead, he propped up his guts to the ground, and drove the flying sword to rush to the Liuyun Peak where the Lotus Ancestor lived.

At this time, even the people who cleaned had not yet gotten up, and the defense of Hanamakaku had never been tight. Not to mention the Liuyun Peak of the Lotus Eyed Ancestor, he is not a madman. Who dares to make trouble.

But there is indeed a madman here today, and Zhong Zhen has found a good place to look at, and it is clear from everywhere. She took her feet in a large, airy pavilion on all sides, surrounded by a pond. It is dotted with white lotus flowers floating on the water, exuding bursts of fragrance.

"That's it, if Lotus Ancestor and her men can't see it. She's definitely blind. Zhong Zhen looked around, and her sight was excellent. Even the front door of the main hall can be seen.

Not to mention how beautiful the pavilion itself is, there is a low table with a whole piece of jade carefully carved in the middle, and even the legs of the table are covered with lotus patterns. The soft couch is also a whole piece of jade, covered with soft embroidered mats, Zhong Zhen sat on it, only felt as if he was sitting on the clouds, and immediately agreed.

It's obviously good to be an ancestor, and you can enjoy good things that ordinary people can't enjoy. The whole cushion on the soft couch turned out to be a high-grade magic weapon, and it was placed casually outside, not afraid of being stolen at all.

She summoned the puppet of Xinghua Ancestor from the dantian and adjusted him to an extremely scoundrel-looking posture, one leg drooped on the other, his feet were so high that he didn't even wear shoes, and his pants rolled up to his knees, revealing the hairs that were clearly visible on his calves and calves.

The spirit crystal has already been filled enough, and if it is not enough, you can also input some of your own spiritual power, so you don't have to worry about this.

The biggest advantage of the puppet is that no matter how you look at it, you can't see the cultivation, but it seems that the whole body is full of spiritual power and radiant. The magic weapon thrown down by hundreds of thousands of spirit crystals is of course extremely expensive, even no matter how rich a person is, he will not do such a stupid thing.

As for Zhong Zhen herself, she was also dressed very deligently, with a female cultivator's favorite flying fairy bun on her head, a high-end magic weapon hairpin that did not show the landscape, and two soft beaded flowers.

This time, she wants to show her true colors, so that everyone knows that the big backer behind her is Xinghua Ancestor.

However, in order to be decent, Zhong Zhen worked hard to dress up. The makeup on his face is not thick or light, a half-open plum blossom is painted on his forehead, his lips are lightly touched, a faint rouge is rubbed on his cheeks, and even the corners of his eyes are lightly smeared with a trace of rouge.

She knelt beside the soft couch and took out a small and delicate tea stove from the treasure bag, and the bottom was not charcoal, but the flint stone for alchemy.

These things are all ready-made, and all of them have been used in Ningguo in the past.

The servant woman who got up early to clean the fallen leaves saw at a glance that there were two strangers in the place that Lao Zu liked the most, and one of them turned out to be a man, and he was bare-legged.

Her face turned yellow and white in fright, and she stumbled to report.

Before the ancestor appeared, there were already many people secretly watching from a distance, Zhong Zhen didn't even raise his eyelids, fiddling with the tea. She learned a lot of elegant tea art in Ningguo, and tried her best to make it at this time, so that people who watched from a distance felt that it was indescribably beautiful, like flowing clouds and water, without a trace of fireworks.

As soon as the Lotus Ancestor got the news, there was a man who couldn't see his cultivation, wearing a colorful green robe, lying barefoot on her favorite soft couch. Her heart was beating suddenly, and there was only one person who dared to be so arrogant.

What can I do about this, it must be Li Huaixu again.

Didn't you say he was dead?

"Whoever dies, he will definitely not die!" The Lotus Eye Ancestor muttered to himself, trying his best to calm a heart that was about to jump out of his throat.

She originally liked to dress up very much, but she didn't dare to dress luxuriously, so she called a disciple who served her to come in, and asked for the most simple skirt to put on her body, so she dared to go out.

You can't hide from it, and if you dodge, you'll be even more unlucky.

The Lotus Ancestor didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, changed his clothes, and didn't ask people to open the way in front of him, without the slightest hint of the past, and flew out in a panic.

She stopped dozens of feet away from Zhong Zhen, raised her eyes and looked over, and there was no luck in her heart.

It's really the ancestor of the apricot blossoms, exactly the same as before, and even looks a little younger. The man was half-lying on the soft couch, his feet without shoes were dangling in the air, and his face looked extremely pleasant, as if the pavilion belonged to his family. (To be continued.) )()