Poor girl is hated by everyone, villains drive her crazy

High mountains.

The mountain is filled with mist and the air is filled with fairy air.

If you look up, you can see groups of fairies dressed in white riding swords, but they disappear in the clouds in a moment.

The bustling crowd was a bit crowded, and the environment was hot and humid, so almost everyone in the crowd was wet and sticky.

Zun Jin walked among the crowd, his hand protecting the sword hanging at his waist. His forehead was not very wet yet, but his back was already wet.

"It's really hot. Can't the Immortal Gate Conference be held on a less hot day?"

She turned her head and said to Xing Lan who was beside her.

It turned out that it was nothing if you didn't look at it. But as soon as you looked at it, you found that there was not a single trace of sweat on Xing Lan's body, and the refreshing light of her short hair looked cool.

Xing Lan is a demon and has the bloodline of a dragon, so she is a cold-blooded animal. Not only is she not feeling hot at the moment, she is also emitting cool air. People around her like to crowd around her.

Nan Lingjun was now hanging on to Xinglan and refused to let go.

Zun Jin tried to hold back, but couldn't help but said, "Xinglan, can you let me hang on you too?"

Xing Lan moved his golden eyes expressionlessly and said calmly, "One tael of silver."

"Are you obsessed with money?"

"I want to save money to buy a gift for my master."

Xing Lan used to practice mostly in the Demon Realm, where his food and lodging were taken care of by Lian Zhen, so he didn't have much money. This time when he came out, he saw a lot of good things that could be worn by the master, but unfortunately he couldn't afford any of them.

Of course, we cannot miss any opportunity to make money now.

But Zun Jin was a miser and couldn't get a penny out of her. But Nan Lingjun was generous and had already made several taels of silver from her.

Sure enough, when Zun Jin heard that he was asked for money, he immediately turned his head away and would rather keep the heat than pay.

Nan Lingjun asked curiously: "Xinglan, I always hear you mention your master. Who is your master?"

"My master?"

Xing Lan said in a cold voice, "The master is the master."

Unattainable! A treasure on earth! Unique in the world! Elegant, smart, sensible, delicate, healthy, capable, sunny, positive, studious, optimistic, etc., a synonym for all the good things!

Thinking of the Master is as easy as breathing~?

Nan Lingjun looked at Xing Lan's cold expression and couldn't help but sigh.

Along the way, it was basically her and Zun Jin who were talking. Xing Lan never took the initiative to interrupt them. Basically, they asked a question and Xing Lan answered it.

Thinking about it this way, Xinglan’s master is most likely the same as Xinglan, a guy who speaks little and is boring.

The three of them were walking along with the crowd when Nan Lingjun's expression suddenly changed. He realized that someone from the Immortal Sect was approaching and hurriedly got off Xing Lan.

She had already taken off her Yuanshan sect clothes and now, hiding her cultivation, she looked no different from an ordinary person.

When Xing Lan discovered that a cultivator was approaching, he concealed the color of his eyes and changed his pupils to an ordinary black.

Zun Jin's hand reached for the hilt of the sword.

Fortunately, the monk just passed by their heads and seemed to be in a hurry.

After this monk passed by, many monks behind him followed him, and everyone's face looked not very good.

"What's going on?"

Nan Lingjun looked up, his face full of curiosity.

Looks like there's something fun to watch?

Not only were they curious, but the people around who were preparing to ascend to heaven were also very curious. Some of the brave ones even plucked up the courage to ask the monks a question, but the monks would not stop to answer the questions of mortals, and no one paid any attention at all.

At this moment, Nan Lingjun was suddenly patted on the back of her head by Zun Jin. She covered her head and turned back, and saw Zun Jin pointing at her face and saying:

"What are you craning your neck to look at? You are a cultivator, your cultivation level is much higher than theirs, why don't you just go and ask them?"

"Oh yes!"

Nan Lingjun belatedly remembered her identity. She coughed lightly, and in order to keep a low profile, she went to a place with fewer people. When no one was paying attention, she flew up on her sword and quickly stopped a cultivator and asked him a few questions.

Nan Lingjun was to blame for the loss of the canvas in Huanghui City and the death of Song Yici. The head of Yuanshan Sect had sent her messages several times, each time more angrily than the last, asking her to return to Yuanshan Sect as soon as possible.

But no matter how stupid she was, she knew she couldn't go back now.

I'm afraid if she goes back, she won't be able to come out alive.

Fortunately, as long as she did not reveal who she was and used her intimidation to force the monks to surrender, the monks would not dare to not answer her.

After she asked a few questions, the monk left in a hurry.

Just when he was about to sneak back and tell Xinglan and Zunjin what he knew, he found that the two did not stay there, but disappeared.

There were so many people around that she searched for a long time before she saw the tall figures of Zun Jin and Xing Lan. She hurriedly squeezed over and was about to scold them for abandoning her, but when she looked closely, she found that the figures standing in front of them looked very familiar.

If not Yu Xi, then who is it?

"Yu Xi!"

Nan Lingjun looked at the person she had been thinking about protecting, her eyes lit up, and she cheered and pounced, wanting to give Yu Xi a big hug.

The person had just jumped out when Xinglan's foot stepped on her the next second, directly stepping on her sole.

"How dare you! Don't be so rude in front of my master."

Xing Lan said coldly.

Nan Lingjun and Zun Jin were both shocked:

"Your master?! Your master is Yu Xi?"

No, how could Yu Xi, such an interesting person, have a subordinate like Xing Lan who is so useless that he can't do anything?

Xing Lan nodded coldly, but when his eyes fell on Yu Xi, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, and even his vertical pupils turned into the shape of a peach heart.

[I haven't seen you for a long time! My thoughts of you surge like the snow on a volcano, the ice on a desert, and my heart that trembles when I see you!]

[I really want to stay by my master's side all the time. I really want to be watched by my master's beautiful eyes day and night. I really miss my master~?]

[Master, please stop struggling in vain. Look at me more~ Look at me more~?]

Yu Xi: “…”

I haven't seen Xinglan for a while. How come he seems to be getting sicker?

But why is Xing Lan here? Didn't she ask her to keep an eye on Tonghui Bank in Huanghui City?

And why is Xinglan still with Zunjin and the others?

Yu Xi was about to ask, but Zun Jin asked first: "Yu Xi, why are you here?"

Yu Xi paused, pointed to the house behind him and answered, "I'm looking for a place to live."

Chongshan is now full of people, there are many vendors, and naturally there are many places to stay.

However, since many people come here to ascend to heaven, most of them will not stay in the hotel to show their sincerity. This leads to a large crowd of people outside, but there are still empty rooms inside the hotel.

Zhong Xian had spent too much money on booking a room before. He spent several hundred spirit stones on staying for less than a day. It was such a waste. Yu Xi kept talking about Zhong Xian because of this on the way.

Fortunately, Zhong Xian admitted his mistake with a very good attitude and simply gave all his money to Xiao Xier to manage.

Now that Zhong Xian is not here, Yu Xi immediately takes Gu An and Ji Zhi to find an ordinary and cheap house to live in.