Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

In the prosperous area of ​​Hui'an City, there are all kinds of commercial buildings and shops, and the streets are crowded with people. Only one street away from Zuiyue Tower is Wanjiao Pavilion, the rouge and powder shop that is most favored by women who cherish beauty in the city.

Wanjiao Pavilion is divided into two floors. The pavilion specializes in women's cosmetics. The first floor promotes the store's self-developed rouge, powder, and black pen. The second floor sells a complete set of makeup tools and supplies such as mirrors, rouge boxes, and makeup boxes.

The shop is large in scale and attracts many customers. It sells fine products and has monopolized the business and customer base of other small cosmetics shops. After development and accumulation, its reputation has spread by word of mouth, and it has now become a time-honored and famous gouache shop in Hui'an City.

Jiang's mother and her husband went to the clothing store first and bought some new cotton gowns and trousers. Then they went to Wanjiao Pavilion together. They couldn't move their feet when they reached the door. There were too many people inside. The first floor lobby was full of women of different ages who came to buy cosmetics. There were two long and crooked lines at the counter. They knew that this store was doing a booming business, but they didn't expect it to be so popular that there was no place to stand when there were too many people.

If this rate continues, she might have to wait until next year. Jiang's mother originally wanted to buy some rouge for the girl next to her. She is in her prime years and should beautify herself well.

Unexpectedly, the little girl was very sensible. She waved her hands and said nonchalantly, "Mother, these are just icing on the cake for me. They can be used or discarded. I don't need them."

At such a young age, he already knows how to help his elders with their worries and problems. Mother Jiang's eyes were filled with satisfaction and admiration. The two of them turned around and headed towards the inn. The carriage was tied to the pillar at the door, and the departure could not be delayed any longer.

The two of them were extremely lucky and did not get stained by the lip balm of Wanjiao Pavilion. Not long after that, a red terror incident broke out quietly in the city, which was unexpected and terrifying to everyone.

"Mo Qianyu's" original intention was to directly take the power of the demon in his body, but unfortunately he overlooked a loophole and the plan failed.

The reason for the defeat can be guessed with a little brain. The power of the devil god is deposited in the body of the current Mo Qianyu, and because he absorbed the power of the devil god in his previous life, his current soul is incomplete and he is unable to absorb the two abilities of god and devil on his own. If he wants to possess divine power, he can only give up magic power. If he wants to possess magic power, he can only get rid of divine power. What's more, the power of the devil god has already surrendered to the new host. It seems that there is no room for maneuver. The last measure will only be taken as a last resort.

Sitting at the main seat in the front hall of Yuehun Mansion was a ferocious pure-blooded demon with bulging eyes that made people shudder. The servants and maids standing in a row lowered their heads and obeyed respectfully, not daring to breathe. Huayue and Huaxue were not standing together and could only glance at each other out of the corner of their eyes. Hua Liuting arrived late and had to stand at the last seat.

In the rose chair on the lower right, Hua Manyi was a special presence. She was not at all affected by the fierce and throbbing atmosphere of the pure-blooded demon. She crossed her legs high in the air, with a layer of nail polish painted on her thin nails. She lowered her eyes and immersed herself in admiration.

"I have called you all here today for a very important matter. I will select a young man with the most outstanding appearance from among you and send him to the Demon Palace. It is your honor to be selected and you cannot refuse."

Hua Zheyi spoke clearly, and his strong demonic aura made everyone below feel oppressed. The content of his words was not difficult to understand, and everyone could understand it, but if you ask what it means, then everyone has the same mentality - they don't understand.

Hua Meinian's eyes were fixed on her father's face. Wasn't the Demon Lord a married man? The title of Demon Queen had long been occupied by someone else. Would her father want to use this excuse to marry a new wife? She was about to put the issue of killing relatives for the sake of justice on her agenda.

None of the maids and servants present had a sad face, as if the huge stone in their hearts was lifted by those words, but the faces of the slaves and servants turned pale in an instant.

The Lord of the Mansion wants a young boy instead of a young girl, so why should they be afraid? It is said that the current Demon Lord in the Demon Realm is a homosexual, because the Demon Queen is a real man. It is said that with her looks and cultivation alone, she can easily kill other rivals who are trying to climb up the social ladder in seconds.

The beauty pageant has officially begun. The two judges can score the contestants based on their appearance. The one with the highest score is the winner of today.

All the men present here are contestants of this beauty pageant. Those who are ugly and have low looks, sorry, you do not meet our beauty pageant requirements and you will all be passed.

“This eye is not pretty.”

“This skin is too dark.”

“This nose is so ugly.”

“This mouth is too big.”

“This figure is too bloated.”

Hua Zheyi was unable to say a word throughout the whole process because his aesthetic taste was not as good as his daughter's.

He couldn't tell the beauty or ugliness of those people at all. In his opinion, everyone had two eyes, a nose and a mouth. He knew only the difference in skin color, but nothing else.

This is why it is necessary for Hua Manyi to come and help with reference.

The number of people in front of me is decreasing, and my field of vision is no longer crowded. If there is still no suitable candidate, I can only find other ways.

When Hua Liuting, dressed in a servant's clothes, suddenly came into their sight, Hua Zheyi was so excited that he almost sat up from his chair. He began to have a preliminary concept of beauty in his mind, and his aesthetic enlightenment was about to take root.

There is no doubt that the final winner is indeed Guihua Liuting. This man has a handsome face, and his face is as bright and beautiful as if it were made of rouge and powder.

This contestant Hua Manyi did not express her opinion objectively and reasonably, because she had an unspeakable selfish motive and did not want Hua Liuting to be favored by the man from the Demon Palace.

Hua Zheyi knew exactly what his daughter was thinking, and she must have fallen in love with this young man of unknown origin.

She had a certain understanding of the inside story of the Demon Palace. Mei Wubian wanted to curry favor with the new Demon Lord, so she invested a lot of money to select handsome young men with good figures from the tribe. However, as she was not sure of the Demon Lord's preferences and considering that older people would be less favored, she limited the age range to those who could dance like elephants. This led other pure-blooded demons to imitate the Mei tribe's behavior.

Hua Liuting's current status is rising rapidly, and no one is cheering for him. Everyone knows how he got this status.

No achievements, no strength, no talent, no contribution. All he relies on is a face that relies on youth and a useless body.

When Hua Liuting passed by her, Hua Manyi did not believe that the young man was willing to be the concubine of Yise, so she asked: "Is this what you think in your heart?"

The boy was obviously struck by these words. His body swayed slightly and he replied in a very firm tone: "Yes or no, is it that important?"

He has never been one who is good at making excuses. Some explanations are worse than no explanation. Explaining too much will only make him emotional, and his mouth will become dry and his tongue will become parched.

Hua Manyi seemed to know that the answer was not what she wanted, so she stopped forcing him. Perhaps the boy had his own reasons or was burdened with some mission, but the trust between the two had never been established.

One of them went east and the other went west. No one looked back and no one waited.

Just like the two trajectories of life that go their separate ways, there is no possibility of overlapping or intersecting again.

Outside the entrance of Bailing Valley, Su Ziwei came to meet her best friend with a guilty and anxious mood. However, because of a quick joke, she angrily sent Ye Lingzhi back to Bailing Valley.

From then on, I didn't receive the voice transmission jade, I didn't meet her in person, I didn't practice different tasks, I had to avoid her in everything I did. Anyway, I didn't want to see her, and I didn't even give her a chance to comfort her.

I can only blame myself for not being smart enough at that time and having a strong resistance to same-sex love, which caused me to say such careless words and severely hurt this hard-earned relationship.

There was no change in the restrictions at the entrance of the valley, nor was it lifted to let her in. It seemed that she was going to wait here forever...

What to do? She had never encountered such a bottleneck before. On the way here, she was afraid that she couldn't coax him well. When she got here, she realized that it was not a matter of coaxing or not, but that you wanted to coax him but didn't have the opportunity.

Su Ziwei's movements at the valley entrance were clearly seen by the two people on the top of the mountain. Tu Shanli turned to look at his master, then looked down at Master Su Feng who was looking at the valley entrance, and was confused as to why his master wanted to do this.

Ye Lingzhi originally wanted to let Su Ziwei go completely after this incident, but she didn't expect that she would foolishly run to Bailing Valley just to see her and ask for forgiveness. The resentment deep in her heart disappeared like the wind passing by without a trace.

Since she came to your door, don't blame her for taking the initiative.

Seeing that the enemy was almost cornered, Ye Lingzhi asked Tu Shanli to remove the barrier at the valley gate and let Su Ziwei enter the valley.

A trickle of jade flowed through the mountains. The woman stepped onto the winding wooden bridge and followed Tu Shanli at the same speed.

In the main courtyard, Ye Lingzhi had been waiting for a long time. When Tu Shanli saw that the person had been brought there, she bowed and left. Su Ziwei did not dare to make eye contact with her. Although she had rehearsed the words of apology thousands of times in her mind, when she applied it in practice, it had a completely different effect.

Ye Lingzhi had no interest in her humble words. She stood up from her seat and walked to the woman with interest, "Ziwei, what strong wind brought you here today?"

Su Ziwei was afraid that the misunderstanding between them would deepen, so she spoke in a halting manner the words that had been bothering her for a long time. At the end, she wanted to say something more, but this sentence was like a fishbone stuck in her throat. Her red lips moved silently, but her little face turned red because of this sentence.

The silent time made all the tiny sounds infinitely amplified, including Su Ziwei's pounding heart and rapid breathing.

Only those with thick skin are best suited to doing this kind of thing. For her, mustering up the courage to make a heartfelt confession is no less than costing her life.

Ye Lingzhi took a few steps forward and took the lead in confirming her feelings for Su Ziwei with her actions. Then, she gave her an unexpected and warm kiss.

Life is perfect~The intimate contact she has longed for makes her feel excited.

The subsequent events happened naturally, adding fuel to the fire, and the two of them had already made their plans.