I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"Oh? Really? The more impossible it is, the more I have to give it a try."

The girl's clear and melodious voice sounded loud and clear.

Whether it was Jiang Fenghui or the monk surnamed Wu with a very good temper, they all felt like shit at this moment.

It felt like something was choking in my heart, and I couldn't get up or get down.

Very distressing.

"...Fellow Daoist Ning, since you insist on registering, we will not stop you. Anyway, this matter is not urgent. It will not be too late after you participate in the selection." The monk surnamed Wu finally chose to compromise.

There was no other way. If he kept saying this, he was afraid that he would be pissed off and vomit blood.

And if the other party refuses to cooperate, he can't mention it in the street, right?

"..." Ning Ruan raised her eyebrows and glanced at the two of them.

She hasn't even given her name yet.

Are they sure that she will be eliminated?

Ning Ruan turned around and headed towards Zhen Gourmet House.

Jiang and Wu are still following.

Ning Ruan suddenly stopped.

Before he could speak, Jiang Feng said abruptly, "Fellow Daoist Ning, we are also going to Zhenxiu Fang, we are just going the same way."

The monk surnamed Wu is probably a master of opera, and he performed the technique of one red face and one white face to perfection. "If you don't mind, fellow Taoist Ning, you can come with us."

Jiang Feng laughed back, "Young Daoist Ning seems to have just broken through to the Western Region, right? If you come with us, you can at least go up to the fifth floor. According to the rules of Zhenxiu Fang, the difference in treatment on each floor is huge. It’s not that big.”

"Really? I don't even know." It seems that she has been on the ninth floor from the first time she entered Zhen Gourmet House to now.

The difference between each floor?

Sorry, no such experience at all.

"I haven't been to the fifth floor yet, and I don't plan to go there, so you should go on your own."

Ning Ruan finished speaking seriously and left without giving the two of them a chance to talk nonsense.

Even in a place like Guangyao Island, at most, flying spiritual weapons are prohibited from entering the city.

Flying by yourself, or flying with a sword, is legal and reasonable.

"..."

Looking at someone's figure gradually moving away, Jiang Feng's expression turned cold, "Fellow Daoist Wu, do you have to find her?"

"...Sigh, Fellow Daoist Jiang, we are only short of two sword cultivators, and she just meets our requirements. Her cultivation level is not high, and she comes alone, so she is not a big threat to us. If we find a sword cultivator of the same realm, , Fellow Daoist Jiang is willing?" the monk surnamed Wu asked.

Only a devil is willing... Who can be better than a sword cultivator in the same situation? Jiang Feng snorted coldly, "Then we really have to wait until after the trials?"

The monk surnamed Wu sighed slightly:

"If we don't lose the election, I'm afraid they won't go with An Xin and us.

Besides, after the trials, even if Fellow Daoist Ning doesn't go, we can still find other sword cultivators.

This fellow Daoist Ning... Even I can't see through it. He is from a small island, but he looks... completely unlike..."

"Fellow Daoist Wu, I think you are overthinking. She wears a lot of storage rings, but I don't believe that there are things inside. If she really wants to put things away, how can she show it to others like this?" Jiang Feng couldn't help but sneer.

The monk surnamed Wu frowned. This statement was indeed reasonable.

But he still felt something was wrong... If she was really born on a small island, how could it be so smooth when she got the pass token at the city lord's mansion?

……

Zhen Gourmet Shop.

Familiar layout.

The familiar nine-story building.

As soon as Ning Ruan came in, he took out the gold and jade talisman.

"Your honor, wait a moment!"

The maid who identified the authenticity of the gold and jade talisman took another deep look at Ning Ruan, then took out a communication talisman and sent it on the spot.

It only takes a moment.

The manager of Zhenxiu Fang came in person, but what he saw was not the golden talisman, but Ning Ruan.

"Your distinguished guest wants to go to the ninth floor?"

Ning Ruan:? ? ?

"you know me?"

Except for the Zhen Gourmet Shop in Qingyun Prefecture, she has never had any experience of being recognized.

The steward closed his long and wide sleeves, and a warm smile appeared on his slightly wrinkled face, "I have been told by the superiors that if your distinguished guests come to Zhen Gourmet House, you can first go to the ninth floor."

Ning Ruan: "From above?"

The steward with gray hair was still smiling, "It's from the top, but more specifically, I can't answer your distinguished guest."

Ning Ruan:...

"There are many people on the first floor. Can your distinguished guest go upstairs first?" the steward asked warmly.

Ning Ruan: "...it's free to go to the ninth floor?"

"Yes, distinguished guest." The steward responded.

Ning Ruan:...

Do not understand.

But it's not a big problem.

For a rich woman, there is no essential difference whether it is free or not.

"Let's go then."

Ning Ruan was not burdened at all.

Turn around and go upstairs.

Even the steward was stunned for a moment by this decisive and straightforward scene. It was worthy of being able to let the superiors personally explain the distinguished guests who need special treatment... Only this kind of cool and unrestrained energy can not be imitated by others.

When Jiang Fenghui and the monk surnamed Wu rushed to Zhenxiufang, all they saw was Ning Ruan's figure quickly disappearing at the corner of the stairs.

"Hey, was that person just now, Fellow Daoist Ning? The person following her seems to be Manager Yang of Zhenxiu Fang?" the monk surnamed Wu said subconsciously.

Jiang Fenghui also hesitated for a moment, but quickly rejected it, "Impossible, what is her identity, and what qualifications does she have to let Manager Yang accompany her in person? Fellow Daoist Wu, are you mistaken? That person is not a manager at all. ?”

"I can't get it wrong." The monk surnamed Wu shook his head.

Jiang Feng still refused to give up, "That means we mistakenly identified the person named Ning..."

"...Maybe." Was he really just admitting his mistake? The monk surnamed Wu thought it was impossible.

The person I saw just now must be Ning Buruan.

Sure enough, this woman is not as simple as she seems.

If he had known this, he should not have approached this person before...

……

Ning Ruan, who didn't know that he was being stared at again, was happily ordering food.

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten anything from Zhenxiufang.

She had the urge to take a bite of almost every dish.

After ordering, she looked at the steward who had not yet left, and asked in a different way: "You also have my portrait?"

Manager Yang paused and nodded slightly, "Yes, there are guests."

"Can I take a look?" Ning Ruan asked.

"..."

Manager Yang hesitated for a moment, then took out two portraits and put them on the table.

On one painting, there is a girl in blue shirt carrying a sword case with a faint smile on her lips.

The other picture is not much different from the girl in the first picture in terms of temperament and appearance.

The only difference is that she...or 'he' is exactly the same boy he was in Wulanzhou.

This painting...couldn't it have been done by that little fat guy?

Ning Ruan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

But he didn't think about it for long before the food was served.

Manager Yang didn't stay long and quickly left the ninth floor.

Instead, we went to the backyard of Zhenxiufang.

He personally took out the communication talisman and said in a deep voice: "The guest you are looking for has appeared."

After a moment, he thrust the messenger talisman in a certain direction.

"Steward... Isn't this too coincidental? The young master has just arrived two days ago, and the other party showed up..."

Behind Guanshi Yang, a maid suddenly spoke.

"What a coincidence or not, it has nothing to do with us. We can just do whatever the young master is looking for." Manager Yang said.

The maid pursed her lips and thought of something again, "Having said that, the young master wants more than just finding someone, he also wants her to go to the ninth floor as an exception..."

"Shut up. How can you and I have no say in the young master's affairs? Besides, if the superiors don't agree with this matter, do you think that all the delicacies in Jiuzhou can obey the orders of the young master alone?"

Steward Yang's frivolous words made the maid's face change drastically, "Could it be that... this wasn't the master's idea at all?"

"Whose idea doesn't matter, we just need to obey orders." He didn't believe that there was no handiwork by their prodigal son.

But he still didn't believe it was just the young master's handiwork...