Jiaojiao sauce Wadasi multi-child multi-blessing system Smecta

"Hey, Huaqin, this is your Tianxuan's famous Lan..."

Bo Liang's eyebrows were stern. Meng Jiao didn't even look back at the person who was speaking. With a wave of her hand, the violent ice spikes hovered in the person's eyeballs in the blink of an eye, leaving only half an inch.

"roll!"

The icy voice was filled with chill, and the domineering strength of the peak Nascent Soul stage was fully revealed, causing the expressions of several sects watching the show nearby to straighten up.

"Wow wow wow ~ Immortal Lanmeng, I was just joking. If I offend you, I apologize."

As the young master of the Qi Sect, Kang Tan has always looked like a playboy. When he met someone as beautiful as Meng Jiao, he couldn't help but want to say something naughty, but he didn't expect that he would hit the nail on the head today.

Ignoring him as if he were nothing, Meng Jiao retracted her spiritual power and scanned the people at the scene. Finally, she fixed her eyes on Li Qing, who was still guessing what kind of magical weapon her pot was.

If she remembered correctly, this old man seemed to be from Danfeng.

"Elder Li from Danfeng?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qing quickly retracted his immersive fantasy and bowed to Meng Jiao politely. Now in front of outsiders, he had to give Meng Jiao enough face.

"I don't deserve it. Little Ancestor, please tell me what you want to do."

"Wake him up, and I'll give you half of his compensation."

Meng Jiao threw the so-called Ninth Prince of the Feather Clan at Li Qing's feet, with an indifferent attitude as if she was dealing with garbage on the roadside. Then she sent a telepathic message to Hua Qin who was waiting at the side.

"Give me the sect robe."

Huaqin raised her hand and handed her the storage ring that she had prepared early in the morning. The little ancestor had not come down the mountain in recent years. She only found out after she instructed her last time that she had never used any of the sect's items in these years.

Apart from the few robes that the ancestor had given her before, she had not even taken the most basic spiritual stones and fasting pills. She rushed to Yuefengtang to question him but found out that it was she herself who did not allow it to be reported, which made her, as the head of the sect, feel guilty.

Meng Jiao pulled over her own disciple who was standing by and wearing ragged clothes and looked out of tune with the other disciples, and turned to walk towards the aircraft cabin.

As soon as he entered the room, he untied the storage ring and threw the clothes to him. When Mo Yanchen took off the robe on his face, Meng Jiao was already standing in front of him in plain clothes.

Looking at the robe with a faintly floating formation in his hand, Mo Yanchen asked cautiously,

"Master, does my disciple have to wear it too?"

"Nonsense, hurry up."

"Can you please go out and wait for your disciple?"

Mo Yanchen grabbed his clothes, feeling a bit overwhelmed. In his memories influenced by the Hehuan Sect, people there were considered adults at the age of sixteen and could "serve" others. He was not young now, so he still had some psychological trauma...

Meng Jiao glanced at him sideways, blurting out cold words, but her body was considerately turned away from him.

"It's ugly and dry. Hurry up, the secret place is about to open."

Mo Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief. He was now somewhat immune to her sharp tongue.

He quickly took off his clothes, and the robe automatically shrunk to fit his body size. When he habitually wanted to tie his hair behind his head, he heard Meng Jiao's commanding voice from above his head.

"Don't move."

As the slender and cold fingers brushed past him, Mo Yanchen's body froze and he dared not move. Although he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp several times, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Meng Jiao inserted a branch of a small flower into his hair crown. Others could not see the mystery and would just think it was a simple wooden hairpin.

"Okay, let's get started."

"Begin what...ah~Master!"

Mo Yanchen's screams became smaller and smaller as he flew higher into the air.

Seeing that he was about the same height, Meng Jiao calmly walked towards Li Qing while using her spiritual sense to command Xiao Hua,

"Xiaohua, chop him!"

After swallowing the pill, Yu Liuan turned into a human form and slowly woke up with his head propped up. He remembered that he just smelled the fragrance and swallowed a pot of ordinary spiritual chicken. What happened next? Hiss, he couldn't remember anything.

Li Qing stood behind him and heard him mumbling, and almost pulled his beard off.

That’s awesome. Is it okay if the ancestor just gave this kid amnesia?

Glancing at the movement at the entrance of the secret realm, Meng Jiao was afraid that she would not be able to get compensation, so she immediately reached out to him without further delay.

"Pay for my pot and chicken!"

Yu Liuan had a vague impression in his mind, but no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he would not rashly swallow other people's precious things, so he symbolically took out his storage ring and took out two spirit stones and handed them to Meng Jiao.

"My dear fairy, I am really sorry. I was probably too hungry during my travels a few days ago. Thank you for the spiritual chicken and the iron pot. I am sorry for offending you."

"Iron, iron pot?" Li Qing immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, knowing that he had said the wrong thing.

On the other side, Mo Yanchen, who was struck by lightning nine times in mid-air at an extremely fast speed, just landed. Although he was unharmed by the robes and wooden hairpin, he still blew out a puff of black smoke when he opened his mouth.

At this time, wherever he passed, other disciples took the initiative to make way for him, without any more contempt or greed.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand the meaning of Master's actions, and his heart was warmed by this.

Master is truly the kindest person in the world who cares most about others.

next moment,

"What iron pot? That was the only thought my ancestor left me before he ascended to heaven. Either you pay me back, or I'll beat you into amnesia and take it myself. Your choice."

Mo Yanchen shook his head, and his approaching steps suddenly stopped. He didn't want to listen, they were all illusions...

Finally, with the "friendly help" provided by Meng Jiao, Yu Liuan, who had a dark circle under his eyes and recovered his memory, held his head and "willingly" compensated Meng Jiao with half of the contents of his storage ring.

After explaining Mo Yanchen's identity to everyone, she also told Huaqin that she might not be able to suppress her realm. Unfortunately, the team assigned to her was finally shared by Huaqin and several other elders.

However, compared to the previous time when everyone was a little bit indignant, now they have been convinced by Meng Jiao's strength.

Hua Qin, in particular, felt even more distressed when she learned that she had not used a penny of the sect's money but had been able to reach her current level. Even if she was indifferent in the future, she should still respect her a little more.

Everything was ready. Meng Jiao stood at the head of Tianxuan Sect. She took the jade token handed to her by Huaqin and followed the other tribes to the center of the secret realm.

The powerful spiritual power fluctuations caused the surrounding space to begin to distort. The complex runes on it twisted and rotated slowly as if alive, and finally turned into colorful lights that gathered towards the center.

With a loud "boom", everyone at the scene outside the secret realm felt a strong spiritual power spreading.

The light gate slowly appeared. Meng Jiao had no time to sigh at the shocking scene before her. The moment she took back the jade token, she pulled Mo Yanchen beside her and jumped towards the light gate of the secret realm without any hesitation.

The other sects looked at each other in bewilderment, as they had not expected her to be so unethical. They no longer cared about their face and led their teams to rush towards the light gate.

At this time, Meng Jiao, who had just entered the secret realm, barely managed to pull Mo Yanchen to avoid the sharp teeth of a giant crocodile beast.

Touching her heart that was beating violently, she saw that he was obviously waiting at the entrance of the secret realm early in the morning. Meng Jiao couldn't help but speak out.

"Woc~Don't do that with a new account."

The crocodile beast didn't understand, but quickly threw her away and quickly bit the next person who was teleported here, and chewed the person until it was crispy.

"Damn it! He'll be killed in seconds if he shows his head."