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Chapter 14

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Wanwan's face changed instantly.

She turned around stiffly, and upon seeing the peerless woman behind her.

Wanwan squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Master, what a coincidence, why are you here?"

That's right, this woman is none other than Wanwan's master, Yingui Sect leader, nicknamed Lady Yin Hou, Zhu Yuyan.

A moment later.

In a room at an inn.

Zhu Yuyan sat on a chair, ignoring Wanwan kneeling on the ground.

She sneered: "My good disciple, shouldn't you be in the Great Tang Dynasty right now, searching for the whereabouts of the Evil Emperor's Relic?

Why have you come to this Xiangyang City of the Great Song Dynasty?"

A terrifying pressure spread from her body.

Pressing Wanwan so hard she couldn't even lift her head.

Different from the original work.

Zhu Yuyan was not with the Evil King Shi Zhixuan.

Nor did she lose her virginity.

Currently, she is still a pure yin body.

Having reached the seventeenth stage of the Heavenly Demon Great Art.

Infinitely close to the perfected tenth stage.

Time had not left any traces on her face.

From her appearance, Zhu Yuyan was only one or two years older than Wanwan.

And her appearance was even more outstanding.

Facing the pressure from her master Zhu Yuyan.

Wanwan didn't dare to lie.

So she told the story of coming to the Great Song Dynasty.

And sobbed softly: "Master, it's really not that the disciple wanted to disobey orders.

It's just that this novel is written too well.

Disciple, disciple really couldn't help it!"

Zhu Yuyan, after hearing this, was furious.

She slapped the table suddenly.

She asked sternly: "How can you be so obsessed with playthings?

A mere novel, and it makes you so infatuated?

If this were a man, wouldn't you be offering yourself on the spot!"

Wanwan trembled all over and whispered: "I offered, but he didn't want it!"

"What did you say?"

Zhu Yuyan was so angry she gritted her teeth.

Wanwan shook her head repeatedly: "Nothing, nothing."

Zhu Yuyan snorted coldly.

"I want to see, what kind of novel it is that can make you so infatuated, bring it to me!"

"Master, please look!"

Wanwan hurriedly took out a book from her bosom and presented it with both hands.

Zhu Yuyan took the novel produced by Feifei Bookhouse and looked it up and down.

Finding it beautifully made.

Author, Ye Yu.

Zhu Yuyan frowned slightly and slowly opened the first page of the novel.

Gradually.

The frowned brow slowly relaxed.

Her eyes also changed from initial disdain to focus.

On the other side.

Inside the Ye residence.

Xiao Ru said to Yaoyue, who was admiring flowers: "Mistress, the identity of the person who assassinated the Master yesterday has been found.

It was two desperadoes newly recruited by the Divine Blade Sect.

The reason seems to be because the nephew of Divine Blade Sect leader Chu Yidao took a fancy to the Master's bookhouse.

That's why he had the intention to kill."

Yaoyue glanced at Xiao Ru in surprise.

"Divine Blade Sect? What kind of thing is that?"

Xiao Ru lowered her head: "It's a third-rate sect, the leader has Master strength, the disciples......"

Yaoyue waved her hand: "Kill them!"

Xiao Ru nodded.

"Is it everyone related to the Divine Blade Sect?"

Yaoyue stretched out her jade hand.

In the distance, a peony flower that was blooming most brilliantly snapped instantly and came into her hand.

Looking at this white peony.

Yaoyue's voice was extremely cold.

"Everyone related to the Divine Blade Sect, kill them all.

I may not ask about Jianghu matters anymore, but that doesn't mean I've lost my killing intent!

Don't ask such stupid questions in the future!"

Xiao Ru buried her head extremely low.

But her eyes were shining.

The Yaoyue Palace Master who could turn the Jianghu upside down had returned.

(Kneeling and begging all the readers, can you give some flowers and evaluation tickets?

I am best at selling misery, how about I cry for you first?) ===== CHAPTER 15 =====

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