A crisp and pleasant voice came from behind Mo Ci.

After Mo Ci heard the title of "Senior Sister Shen", his eyebrows couldn't help but twist.

It can't be such a coincidence, right......

The next moment, two girls dressed in red swept past her and forcibly broke into her field of vision.

"Yuejun, you slow down."

Mo Ci stared at the girl who stared ahead, the corners of her lips raised, and she smiled gently, her eyes getting colder and colder.

Shen Yunge.

It really was her.

"Inner disciple! They are inner disciples! ”

"I know the senior sister on the right, she is our Qingyun Sect's genius Dao cultivator Shen Yunge!"

"Oh my God, why are they here!"

The appearance of the two is like a spark igniting the atmosphere of the scene.

Although the outer disciples and the inner disciples are both disciples of the Qingyun Sect, the gap between the two is like a moat.

There are many outer disciples who have not been able to step into the back mountain in their lifetime.

Even Ding Min forgot his fear of Mo Ci, excitedly tugged on Mo Ci's cuffs, and exclaimed again and again: "Ahhhh It's Senior Sister Shen! I saw Senior Sister Shen with my own eyes! ”

Mo Ci didn't brush her hand away, and stared at Shen Yunge without blinking.

Shen Yunge and Zhou Yuejun, the girl beside her, were obviously used to this situation, and the two ignored the commotion around them and stared at the strange ball on the stall with interest.

Zhou Yuejun looked at it for a while, and then took the lead in asking, "Where did you get this thing from?" ”

The young stall owner was a little excited, and his voice trembled, "I've seen two senior sisters, this cold was dug up by me in the front mountain." ”

He's lying.

Mo Ci judged his rhetoric almost at the same time.

The moss attached to the bulb obviously does not match the characteristics of the plants in the front mountain.

But Zhou Yuejun, who has lived in the back mountain for a long time, obviously doesn't know.

She asked, "Where did it go from?" Is there anything else around? ”

"Yes, it's from ......" The stall owner's eyes flickered and were indistinct.

Zhou Yuejun raised her eyebrows: "What?" Didn't you dig this thing? ”

The stall owner was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Yue-kun." Shen Yunge glanced at Zhou Yuejun disapprovingly, and then smiled at the stall owner, "This junior brother, we are very interested in it, you can bid." ”

"Hiss~"

A loud inhalation sound sounded around him, and his eyes of envy and jealousy stabbed at the stall owner like a sharp sword.

The stall owner seemed to have been hit by a pie falling from the sky, his eyes straightened, and it took him a while to react.

He gritted his teeth and stretched out two fingers: "Two hundred lower grade spirit stones." ”

"Okay."

Shen Yunge didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately took out two medium-grade spirit stones and handed them to the stall owner.

The moment the two medium-grade spirit stones appeared, Mo Ci only felt that time seemed to stand still for a moment.

She even heard the sounds of swallowing saliva around her.

Two medium-grade spirit stones are a wealth that many outer disciples can't imagine.

At this time, the stall owner finally woke up from the surprise of the windfall from the sky, stared at the two medium-grade spirit stones, and didn't dare to reach out to pick them up.

Zhou Yuejun didn't know why, so she urged: "You take it!" ”

Shen Yunge saw the stall owner's concerns, she smiled, stuffed two medium-grade spirit stones into him, and said loudly: "These two medium-grade spirit stones are given to you by me, if anyone dares to rob them, you come to the back mountain to find me, and I will administer justice for you." ”

"Thank you Senior Sister Shen, thank you Senior Sister Shen!"

In the gratitude of the stall owner, Shen Yunge and Zhou Yuejun left abruptly.

From beginning to end, Shen Yunge didn't notice that Mo Ci, who had a relationship with her, was standing not far away, looking at her with a strange look.

"Senior Sister Shen is not only talented and intelligent, but also kind and amiable, that person is really lucky."

Ding Min couldn't help but sigh.

In her impression, the inner disciples have always looked at people with their nostrils, just like the one named Yuejun.

Senior Sister Shen is the clear stream among them, out of the mud without staining, and treats them equally.

It is no wonder that the whole Qingyun Sect loves Senior Sister Shen very much.

"Kindness?"

Mo Ci sneered.

Ding Min frowned and boldly retorted: "Isn't it?" Senior Sister Shen could have done nothing, but in order to protect the stall owner, she directly put down her words and deterred others, isn't this called kindness? ”

She felt that Mo Ci was jealous of Senior Sister Shen.

Mo Ci smiled meaninglessly, and said lightly: "Within a month, the stall owner will definitely die." ”

"Impossible!"

Mo Ci no longer argued with Ding Min, his eyes followed the back of the stall owner who left in a hurry, and the heartbeat in his ears became more and more rapid, as dense as a drumbeat.

An indescribable emotion rushed through her body.

"You go back first."

After Mo Ci threw down a sentence, he galloped away in the direction he came.

She ran faster and faster, and the noise behind her gradually dissipated.

The violent wind slapped on his face, and Mo Ci's eyes were dyed a thin layer of red.

She didn't stop until she ran until she was chopping wood, holding her knees with her hands and gasping for breath.

"Huhu...... Ha, haha, hahahaha......"

Mo Ci gasped and suddenly burst out laughing, then she opened her arms and fell on her back, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a sarcastic loneliness.

She saw it.

The moment she saw that the stall owner was completing the transaction with Shen Yunge, the red qi luck on the stall owner's head automatically detached, and then quickly sank into Shen Yunge's body.

When the stall owner left, the luck above his head was clearly gray.

It turns out that luck can be transferred.

Realizing this, Mo Ci trembled lightly and couldn't help but tremble.

In that case, can she make up for her innate deficiency by snatching her luck?

If the daughter of luck does not have luck, will it be as smooth sailing as always?

Mo Ci licked his lips, and the madness in his eyes became heavier.

I don't know how long it took, her restless mind gradually calmed down, and her eyes were clear again.

To snatch luck, it is bound to collide head-on with Shen Yunge.

But with her current strength, she will definitely lose against Shen Yunge.

Before that, she had to endure and accumulate strength.

Mo Ci suppressed his violent thoughts and rethought ways to improve his strength.

After today, she suddenly realized that it was still too slow to improve her cultivation in a decent way.

Shen Yunge was favored by the Heavenly Dao, and her cultivation speed was originally different from ordinary people, coupled with her unique luck, if she wanted to catch up with her, she had to find another way and take the sword sideways.

If Mo Ci was just a miscellaneous disciple with no background and no qualifications, she was destined to be unable to turn over, but she knew her fate and absorbed all of Fang Yunlang's memories.

Who is Fang Yunlang?

An evil cultivator who does everything to improve his cultivation.

He spent his life looking for spells that would quickly strengthen him.

At this moment, the magic tricks that Fang Yunlang had painstakingly collected were constantly circling in the sea of Mo Ci Consciousness, each one exuding endless temptation.

However, Mo Ci's eyes flickered, and his face showed hesitation.

Without him, because these spells are all cruel and bloody.

Once you cultivate, you will have blood on your hands and white bones on your feet.

It's a point of no return.