However, the people in Mo Yan Pavilion seem to be all handsome men and beauties, right? Wu Qing's pickiness about beauties is well known to the world!

Look at the people in front of you again, those with scarred faces, those with beer bellies, those with heavy makeup, and those with bucket waists. They are all smiling so hard that their eyes are missing and their saliva is half drooling. And this one, they are laughing so stupidly!

Not to mention picky Wu Qing, even Gong Tianque, who has a strong nerve and unique taste, is a little disgusted.

"No, the people in this pavilion are not that ugly, let alone smile so much!" Wu Qing immediately denied it, what a joke, how could her taste be so bad!

Disgusted by Wu Qing, these magicians finally came back to their senses under the beauty of the pavilion master, and hurriedly wiped away the suspicious marks around their mouths.

It's okay to be called ugly by the Pavilion Master. After all, the people who catch her eye are all kinds of top-notch people, but it's not okay to be called stupid. How could they leave such an ugly image to the Pavilion Master?

In fact, these people were completely over-concerned. It is estimated that within a few days, or even in the blink of an eye, Wuqing, whose brain structure is different from ordinary people, completely forgot about them, and the so-called ugly image no longer existed.

"Little brother, if I'm not from your pavilion, who is that?" Gong Tianque also came over. This weird behavior didn't look like he was under the command of a normal person.

"We are here to rob!" Remembering the purpose of this trip, several somewhat wretched magicians shouted in unison.

"Yes! We are here to rob! Well, rob!"

Robbery? Wu Qing twitched his lips, came out of his camp, and robbed his own people?

"Hey, little brother, you are a robber. Brother, I happen to have itchy hands. Do you want me to clean them up for you?" Gong Tianque rolled up his sleeves. He had itchy hands as early as when he watched Moyan Pavilion clean up the Shenyin Gate. It's a pity that Wu Qing didn't let them get involved. No matter how excited he was, he could only hold it in.

"It's none of your business if we come to rob him! Go on your way!" One of the magicians yelled at Gong Tianque in a vicious voice.

Gong Tianque was so happy that all the robberies came to his door. Why did it have nothing to do with him?

"My young master is handsome and graceful. It's understandable that you want to rob me of your beauty. For the sake of your admiration for me, I will be merciful!" After following Wu Qing for a long time, the already narcissistic Young Master Gong simply evolved. Become arrogant.

Of course, ignoring his bad temper, he does still look like a human being.

Several magicians looked at each other, exchanged a few glances with each other, and suddenly grinned brightly: "This young master is really right, we are here to rob you."

"Ah, yes, we are here to rob sex."

"That's right. Honesty is the only way to be kind. Although you are not in my eyes, I..."

"Lord Pavilion Master, I am here to pick you up on the orders of Zuo Shi."

"Lord Pavilion Master, follow me quickly. Ouch, this is the first time I'm so close to you, Pavilion Master. My heart is beating so fast!"

"What a shame! Let's go! Sir, I'll show you the way. I've brought my pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Sir, would you mind signing my name for me?"

One sentence to the left, one sentence to the right, several magicians pushed me to give way, half pulling and half inviting, surrounded by Wu Qing, and walked forward in a swaying manner. Young Master Gong, who was still in the inner circle, was squeezed by several plump buttocks. go out.

"Your color is too bad." The paralyzed beauty complained, hitting the nail on the head!

Gong Tianque: TAT is so unreasonable!

After struggling for a long time with a group of idiots, Wu Qing finally got her wish and lay down on the soft couch in her tent. But this time she didn't lift the bottle of wine and pour it into her mouth as usual.

Pouring out a pile of colorful porcelain bottles from the storage ring, Wu Qing picked out one porcelain bottle after another while looking at the labels. Blood coagulation pills and bone shaping pills are all elixirs used to treat internal and external injuries.

"Master, these few bottles are enough, you can keep the others." Zuo Shi, standing aside, couldn't help but mention it again.

"No need, they need these more than me," Wu Qing replied without raising his head, and continued to identify the small porcelain bottle carefully, "They work for me, so naturally I can't treat them badly."

The "they" in Wu Qing's words naturally refers to the group of idiots in Moyan Pavilion. She has always been very attentive to those who are loyal to her.

Everyone knows that the people of Moyan Pavilion are extremely powerful and have killed countless people and are invincible in every battle, but who knows that the record-breaking victories were obtained with the blood of countless members?

She would not let the people in the pavilion fight because she was afraid that they would die in battle. In this world of the jungle, excessive protection would only make their future more miserable.

Of course it is a good thing to be alive, but if they die, she will give them a rich burial and give them the highest honor. If they are injured, as long as she has the ability, she will do her best to save them, so the number of doctors in Moyan Pavilion is second only to the magicians.

This trip to the Zongheng Mountains is dangerous and unknown, and Hall Master Li’s departure is only temporary. The Shenyin Sect will not let go of this big fat beast. Hall Master Li must be watching in secret, so she must let everyone in the pavilion know. Everyone is in the best condition, and the various top-grade elixirs given to her by Huang Yin come in handy.

Zuo Shi moved his lips, but finally swallowed the words wrapped around his tongue. After following this master for more than ten years, he certainly knew that there would be no changes in whatever Wu Qing decided.

Everyone in the world said that the master of Mo Yan Pavilion was cold-hearted, cruel and perverse, but let me ask, which master in the world can compare to her?

Such a person is worth following for a lifetime!

Midsummer mornings always come early, but it's only around nine o'clock, and it's already bright in the jungles of the mountains. However, the water mist is thick, and the white mist curls up in the forest. The golden light stained by the sun floats out white-gold light pillars, just like the dense ancient forests in the Middle Ages in Europe, deep and mysterious.

"If I had known if I had known this, I would have let the Shenyinmen run around for a few more days. I will wait until they pull out the white dragon and tiger before I come out." Not far from the two camps, Wu Qing was checking the surrounding environment. Yawning and mumbling.

The White Dragon Tiger is indeed in this area, but it is not that easy to find. In the ancient war, the divine world was almost destroyed, cracks appeared in the plane, and some ancient things fell into the human world from the cracks, and the white dragon and tiger was one of them.

However, these ancient objects gradually fell into a deep sleep with the evaporation of the Creator God, and the residence of the White Dragon and the Tiger, which was the Thousand-story Palace that was located in the Zongheng Mountains, was automatically sealed and sank into the ground. .

What Wu Qing has to do now is to find out the root of the seal, otherwise she will never see her own antidote.

"Mother, it's useless. No one can open the Thousand-story Palace except you." Yanlou, whose soul has almost condensed into a semi-entity, is a little helpless. Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the little evildoers born from evildoers have incorrect views. Not his fault.

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