Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Ji Peng walked through the back door very quickly. After a few people came out of Zhao's shop, he used a messenger to notify everyone that they could enter the palace.

In response, Yun Ci said that Jipeng was very proficient in backdoor techniques, and received a hilarious answer from Jipeng.

Yun Ci moved the jade slip a little away and commented: "People with Huo Linggen are just different, they are a bit angry."

Several people successfully sidetracked on this issue, and discussed for a while whether the Fire Spirit Root would be harmful after abdominal distension...that is, constipation. Regarding this, the same Fire Spirit Root made false claims.

Xi Xingyuan said quietly: "What are the facts...can't you just look at the number of times he goes to the toilet?"

Mingxi Jianghua nodded when he heard this and said that from now on, he would keep an eye on the number and time of Yanqu going to the toilet. Yanqu was furious at his incompetence.

Jipeng and several disciples of the Red Sun Sect were waiting outside the palace gate. The gate of the palace was a wide and flat stone road.

At a glance, he saw several people coming this way, but they were all wearing masks. When they got closer, Ji Peng frowned and asked, "Why are you dressed like this?"

Yun Ci looked down and replied doubtfully, "Is there anything wrong? Look at everyone on the street dressed like this. When you go to the countryside, do as the Romans do, young master."

Ji Peng choked up and snorted: "I just sent a message to the Imperial Preceptor. The Imperial Preceptor said that it is very bad in the palace, but he was hesitant when asked, so let's be more careful when we go in later."

It seems that the beauty list not only affects the outside world, but also the people in the palace?

Yun Ci was about to say something when he saw a palace man in blue hurried away from the palace gate and swallowed his words.

Ji Peng couldn't see Yun Ci's expression clearly through the mask, and he only wondered why these people didn't hate him anymore.

Just as he was about to persuade Lu Lingyou to change the terrifying skull mask on his head, he heard a slightly shrill voice shouting in front of him: "The Imperial Master has sent a slave to fetch you all."

The man in the palace was a man with a shrill voice, his face was covered with powder and his eyebrows were painted, and his face was painted to be delicate and soft, and every word and every action was contorted to look like a woman.

Ji Peng was so aroused that he had goosebumps all over his body and had no choice but to follow suit.

Yun Ci and others naturally followed behind.

The palace is a good place. Although it is not as gorgeous and fairy-like as my own sect, the glazed tiles shine brilliantly in the sun, which is quite beautiful.

Several people thought they were going to see the Imperial Master, but the palace man in front of them took them to a main hall.

There were many people sitting inside, all wearing beads on their heads, wearing long black robes with gold threads embroidered with dragons and phoenixes and other auspicious signs. In the hall is a man wearing twelve crowns.

He actually took them directly to the emperor?

Yun Ci took a quick glance and saw no one with cultivation, so the national master must not be here.

She and Xi Xingyuan looked at each other and each held a teleportation array in their sleeves.

Ji Peng was also surprised.

But the people in the palace who heard it spoke up: "I once heard from the Imperial Master that those who cultivate immortals are all beautiful, but why do these immortal elders wear masks and refuse to show their true colors?"

Ji Peng, however, only stared at the people in the palace. The last time he saw someone applying powder to his face was Feng Nantian.

Everyone in the palace, regardless of gender, applied powder on their eyebrows and lips, and painted red orchids on different places on their faces.

He had never seen Zhao Daishu, but Yunci and others knew that the orchid was similar in shape to the orchid on the face of the girl from the Zhao family.

Just similar.

The orchids on Zhao Daishu's face were grown from under the skin, while the faces of the people in the palace were painted with paint.

No one spoke for a moment.

The palace man leading the way next to him coughed slightly in fright.

Zhi Qiuyue came back to her senses and replied: "Your Majesty, we have a rash on our faces. We are afraid of scaring others."

"I see."

In the mortal world, beauty is regarded as the standard, and beauty is respected. Of course they understand if you don't want others to see a rash on your face.

The emperor nodded, but his eyes were focused on Ji Peng.

In fact, Jipeng is also good-looking. Although he is not as good as Xi Xingyuan, Wen Yinzhi and others, in the mortal world, he is also the existence of Zhilan Yushu, especially the red lotus mark between his eyebrows, which is even more beautiful.

The emperor quickly lowered his eyes, his eyelids covering up the greed in his eyes.

Just need tomorrow...just need to wait until tomorrow.

The group of people in the palace just wanted to see the appearance, but now they let it go, and then they went to the palace where the national master was.

The Imperial Master was wearing a white long-sleeved robe with white eyebrows and hair. He was standing under a crooked tree with his hands behind his back.

When they arrived at the place, the palace attendant who led the way resigned. They looked at each other and formed a soundproof array in unison.

...There is a tacit understanding, all kinds of Dharma lights flash at the same time, it seems that everyone feels something is wrong.

The Imperial Master had already turned around. It was clear that monks could live forever when they reached a certain level, so there was no need to talk about their appearance. However, the Imperial Master had many wrinkles on his face and a black spot as big as a palm.

Seeing that everyone was surprised by his appearance, the Imperial Master waved his hand, sat on the stone bench under the tree, and said nonchalantly: "I am the good-looking type."

Several people took off their masks, and among the many beautiful faces, the wrinkles and dark spots were more conspicuous.

It's really watchable. The more you watch it, the uglier it becomes. The uglier it gets, the more you want to watch it.

Everyone looked at it again and again as if they were masochistic, and finally took their eyes away from the black spots, and then heard the national master say: "Look, you all said that I am attractive, you all like to look at me, and you are embarrassed to look at me. .”

Everyone immediately turned their unspeakable gaze to Jipeng.

Jipeng was stunned: "Elder, you didn't look like this before..." I didn't say you were good-looking before, you just could see.

"It's not about the beauty list. You are so good-looking..." The Imperial Master took a closer look at Yun Ci and Xi Xingyuan, and did not dare to look at Zhi Qiuyue next to him. "You are so good-looking, so don't let the royal family do that." The crowd saw it.”

Yun Ci wondered: "Why?"

"Because, they don't hesitate to hurt people's lives in order to be on the beauty list." The national master pointed at his face, and the magic light flashed, restoring his original appearance, "It is also because of this incident that I turned like this."

He has a young face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Some people believe him even if he is said to be a junior.

"I don't know if you have noticed it, but this city... the yin energy and the smell of blood are about to breed a resentful spirit."

Xi Xingyuan asked strangely: "...What does this have to do with the beauty list?"

It is normal for every place to have yin energy or resentment. There are many people in the palace who complain to death, and it is most normal for the yin energy to be heavy.

The Imperial Master shook his head, with a sighing expression on his baby face, which made Yun Ci want to reach out and squeeze it.

"You don't know how crazy these people outside are for this beauty list."

The wind blew over the crooked neck tree above, causing the leaves to rustle and the sound sounded like crying.

The Imperial Master lowered his voice to match the atmosphere and said: "They use people as nourishment, using other people's living flesh and blood, just so that the other people's skin on their bodies will not rot."

"Those people outside...are all wearing beauty skins."