Chapter 228: A fairy can also become a devil48
She glanced at them and looked away, as if she had seen something very disgusting.
Along with Su Yue was Lin Xiao.
Looking at the three people opposite him, he raised his lips and said, "You three, long time no see."
Xia Ziyun's attitude was cold: "Mr. Lin, long time no see."
Lin Xiao looked past her and landed on the girl in green next to her.
The beautiful and delicate little girl has fully opened her hair, losing the youthfulness and softness of her childhood. Her long hair is tied behind her back with only a hairband. Standing in the crowd, she stands tall and eye-catching. The red flower mark on her forehead further highlights her uniqueness.
Noticing his appraising gaze, Xia Ziyun calmly stood in front of Qing Wu and held her hand: "Mr. Lin, we have something else to do, so let's say goodbye first."
With that said, he took the person and left.
Lin Xiao's voice was gentle: "This girl must be the apprentice of Qinglan Immortal Lord. She was just a baby when we first met her. I didn't expect that she would have grown so big when we met again."
As soon as these words came out, they instantly attracted the attention of passers-by. They looked at Qing Wu in surprise and whispered to her.
Xia Ziyun frowned and was about to speak when the girl he was holding gently pulled her hand.
Qingwu stood up and met Lin Xiao's meaningful eyes with a cold expression: "Master Lin, if you don't want your mouth, you can sew it up. If you don't want your eyes, I can help you gouge them out."
She was standing here perfectly, was she provoking him?
Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Young lady seems to have a prejudice against me?"
"Heh."
A sneer that contained too much displeasure.
Su Yue glared at her angrily: "Who do you think you are! You are so arrogant in front of us."
Qing Wu squinted at her and said in a cold tone: "Don't you want your neck?"
Su Yue quickly covered her neck, remembering the humiliation she suffered in the Xuanye Forest.
"You...how dare you do it in public!"
Qingwu ignored the two people in front of him and turned back without interest: "Sister, let's go."
Xia Ziyun nodded and said yes.
Seeing this, Su Yue sneered, feeling a little proud: "I knew you didn't dare, so why are you so crazy?" The three people who hadn't gone far naturally heard her words, but they didn't stop, obviously not wanting to get too entangled with them.
After walking for a while, Xia Ziyun looked at the girl holding the candied haws in hand and asked a question: "Awu, why does Lin Xiao know your identity?"
Lord Immortal protected A Wu very well.
The outside world only knew that Qinglan Immortal Master had accepted a female disciple with no cultivation skills, but they did not know what she looked like. Even the most eye-catching and iconic mark on his forehead is unknown to outsiders.
"Oh, this." Qingwu chewed the candied haws and then said, "I don't know either."
When they were in Xuanye Forest, they had seen her and her master in the same frame.
However, they did not recognize Qinglan Immortal Lord at that time.
But it cannot be ruled out that they accidentally learned his identity over the years.
It's useless to think too much at this time. Anyway, as long as she goes on stage to compete tomorrow, her identity will be known to everyone and she can't hide it.
Qing Wu took her hand and said, "I don't think so much anymore. Let's relax today."
Seeing her not caring so much, Xia Ziyun sighed helplessly.
Su Ying, who was walking in front, had more desire to shop than the two girls. She looked east and west.
Before coming, he even said that he would pay for whatever they wanted to buy.
The result...
The things here are indeed complete and precious, but the price has increased several times.
"Boss, how can I sell this dagger? Ten thousand?! Tsk, you robbed it... Xiao Qingwu, lend me some money."
"Ah, Xiao Qingwu, lend me some more."
"This is pretty good, Xiao Qingwu..."
Finally, Su Ying, who had collected a bunch of good things, pressed the IOU under Qing Wu's smiling eyes.
He wiped his face, and his face was filled with the melancholy of owing money.
(End of chapter)