Chapter 7: True Fragrance
Didn't she just haven't washed her hair for a few days and haven't taken a shower for half a month?
In the desert, water resources are scarce, and refugees are so particular.
Many of the refugees have not bathed in more than a decade.
Cheng Yuan's face was cloudy, but his face was black, and the stall owner opposite couldn't see it.
He added, "It smells of her."
Cheng Yuan: "......"
Uncle, can you not pant without breathing?
Cheng Yuan didn't answer, thinking about who she was in his mouth.
He glanced the stall owner up and down again.
"Could it be that you, my long-lost father?"
Success saw a hint of cracks on the stall owner's handsome face.
Cheng Yuan was satisfied.
"I think you've found the wrong person, I'm a disciple of the Immortal Qimen, and I'm an orphan."
"No, I won't be mistaken."
Fine?
Xu Qingtian!! (κ¦ΓβΈΓ:)
Bang!
What a bolt from the blue!
Cheng Yuan suddenly brainstormed.
As a loyal listener, Cheng Yuan made the following summary:
In the story of Xu Qingtian's master and apprentice, it is the big demon at all.
Jin Zhuo scolded Xu Qingtian's words angrily, but he didn't say anything ugly, and the rest of the sentences revealed a reason.
If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you.
Xu Qingtian is like this now, it is difficult not to make people think that she is the one who has been abandoned.
Plus that kid.
The big demon has four big characters on his body: "abandon wife and child".
The uncle in front of him is handsome.
Tsk, isn't the big demon in Xu Qingtian's mouth a good look, otherwise how could she fall in love at first sight and fall in love again.
Thinking about it for a moment, Cheng Yuan shook his head.
"Uncle, you're mistaken, I don't know any sunny days."
Cheng Yun denied the triple.
Before the stall owner spoke, Cheng Yuan added another sentence.
"I was doing chores in the sandcastle a while ago, this person comes and goes, maybe you said something sunny and here." Cheng Yun said and pointed in the direction of the sandcastle.
The stall owner looked over and looked back at Cheng Yuan.
He shook his head.
"No, a sunny day doesn't just leave a smell."
Good guy, Xu Qingtian is really a good guy.
ββΏβ
Cheng Yun gritted his teeth and showed a twisted smile.
"Uncle, please come here."
Cheng Yuan naturally did not go back to the sand pit, but went to the sand castle.
The sandcastle was empty, and the prohibition inside had no restrictions on her.
When I saw the stall owner swaggering, I followed in.
Cheng Yuan's thoughts of running away stopped.
This prohibition is not accessible to ordinary people at all.
She didn't dare to use Lingfu grass in front of the stall owner, and honestly told Xu Qingtian that she met a while ago.
Of course, only the first half of the story.
"What do you mean, she followed a female demon master into the city?"
"Yes, yes, a lot of people have seen it."
"That's her master."
"Huh? Anyway, everyone respectfully calls her Jin Shangxian. β
"That kid ......"
"At first there were, and then I didn't."
Cheng Yuan put on a correct posture and said one thing.
The stall owner looked at her.
Cheng Yuan's eyes widened, trying to make him see the honest light in his eyes.
Fortunately, the stall owner didn't ask much, and after saying a few words, he dropped a storage bag.
"Thank you."
He disappeared in a hurry, as he had come.
It's dangerous, it's fooled in the past?
β¦β¦
Bunker;
Cheng Yuan sat in it, and in front of him was the storage bag left by the stall owner.
Just now, she opened it and looked at it.
It can be described as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
A pile of corpses of demon beasts, some drenched in fresh blood. Some of them have seen that after a few years, their fur has lost their luster.
A small part is a desert variety, and more forgive her for being shallow and not seeing it.
But for sure, none of those are West Pole specialties.
In addition, the stall owner is also a master of bone remanipulation, and there is not a single bone left on these corpses.
It's a pity not to apply for a job in a wine store with this bone-splitting technique.
This uncle, the way to reward people...... It's really personal.
is more like the big demon in Xu Qingtian's mouth - Duanqing.
As for his true body, Duan? Isn't it a horned beast?
Cheng Yuan felt that she was the truth.
If this is the case, then Cheng Yuan feels that his life is not worried.
The horn end, the nature is upright, and he won't hurt people casually, and he can't lose his nature if he is a big demon.
So, Ma Yu put away the storage bag and threw the matter aside.
The important thing now is that she must pass the assessment and officially take up her post.
β¦β¦
I studied hard in the sand pit for a long time, and I didn't wait for the old ghost to come to Kui, but waited for the day of the assessment.
Early in the morning, Cheng Yuan went to the Royal Demon Hall to report.
"Our goal today is to have no retakes!"
"Today our slogan isβ"
"My life is up to me!"
"I was born to be useful!"
"People are easy, I'm not careless, people are difficult, I'm not afraid of difficulties!"
Well, there is not a single slogan that is repeated, and the Royal Demon Hall is inspiring people, but it is all emotion without any skills.
"Cheng Yuan!"
Someone in the crowd called out to her.
It's Linjaro.
"Senior Brother Lin, are you there too?" Cheng Yuan looked in the direction behind him.
It was full of little radish heads.
"You call me Senior Brother? Ah, you've joined the sect. Lin Jialuo saw that she was also wearing the clothes of Xianqimen's classmates.
Cheng Yuan nodded.
"Then what are you still doing standing here, get back to the team! We will give priority to the assessment of the Immortal Enlightenment Gate. β
Cheng Yu followed Lin Jialuo back to the sect team.
"I'll lead the team today, don't worry, this assessment is simple." Linja Lo Road.
"Haha, because every time you take the test, you have become the leader." The senior brother of the other sect said with a smile.
Linjaro: "......"
was ruthlessly exposed, and a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face.
Fortunately, the assessment of the Imperial Demon Hall is about to begin.
The group was ushered into an open-air sandcastle.
As the name suggests, the dome above the open-air sand castle is missing, and only a ring of walls remains.
As soon as the congregation stepped in, there was a wail.
There is no dome, and the scorching sun is shining overhead.
Within two clicks, some people felt smoke coming out of their heads.
"The Royal Demon Hall said that this is called suffering, and his mind is hard work. Ahh β
Lin Jialuo was indignant and took out a blue and white umbrella.
After thinking about it, he took out another handful.
"Do you want an umbrella, thirty spirit stones will be sold to you cheaply."
When he turned around, the man in front of him was fully armed, wrapped in linen cloth from head to tail, revealing only a pair of eyes.
The image of refugees is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Cheng Yun pointed to the large letters on the wall on one side of the sand castle.
[All spiritual objects are not allowed to be used, and the offender will be disqualified from this time.] γ
Lin Jialuo: "...... "I'll go, I didn't have this rule last time!"
When he goes out, he has to complain: The Imperial Demon Hall changes its order every day, and he doesn't talk about martial arts!
As everyone sat down, a white scroll appeared on the table out of thin air.
Looking up again, facing the direction of the sun, a string of small golden words shimmered.
That's the question.
After only two glances, Cheng Yuan felt that his eyes were about to burn.
The first question is really simple, but anyone who has read a book can't write it.
It's just that the way of torturing people in the Royal Demon Hall is also very famous. I'm afraid of increasing the difficulty and increasing the retake rate.
Think of the blood-boiling banners and slogans outside.
This Royal Demon Hall is really a bit famous!
Cheng Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a long leaf from his arms, tied it to his head, and covered his eyes.
Look into the sky again.
A piece of clarity.
At the moment, I am working hard to write, and I am like a god.
Lin Jialuo, who was sitting next to him, was amazed when he saw it.
"What kind of treasure is this, give me one too."
Cheng Yuan didn't raise his head: "Thirty spirit stones."
Lin Jialuo: "Can you change the umbrella?"
Taking the long green leaf, Lin Jialuo looked left and right.
An orchid leaf is no more ordinary.
Lin Jialuo: (/_\) The big grudge is me!
You can grab an umbrella, but you have to give me a leaf.
Wait for him to put it on.
Alas, it smells so good!