All the Female Apprentices Want to Kill Me

But the beautiful eyes are still curved, the jade hands gently support the cheeks, the red lips are slightly parted, pretending to be nervous:

"And then? Is Elder Su dead?"

"..."

Mo Youqian looked at the yawning elder with a dark face.

If you pretend to be nervous, just pretend, why does this tone seem to wish that Elder Su would die?

But still bit the bullet and said with some guilt:

"Fortunately... Fortunately, Elder Su was rescued by Sect Master Yu of the Xingyue Sect of the Red Pavilion."

"Maybe I'll be back in a few days!"

Fish Sovereign?

Hearing this name, Wenren Pingxin instantly became excited.

Changing from his lazily sitting posture before, he frowned and stared at Mo Youqian for a long time, making Mo Youqian's heart shudder, and then said quietly:

"Oh? Went to the Red Pavilion?"

"Why is that fish so kind?"

Mo Youqian swallowed his saliva, not knowing how to answer the First Elder, he exchanged glances with the rest of the people, smiled mockingly and did not say anything.

Looking at the disciple of the Sword Sect who was dodging his gaze, Wen Renping felt uncomfortable for no reason.

The wind blows from the end of Qingping!Nothing can happen out of nowhere.

These disciples made up a lot of nonsense. I don't know if they are true or not, but they definitely have something to do with the Red Pavilion!

Maybe it was the girl Chang who went to the Red Pavilion who was detained by that fish, and then Su Bei redeemed them back!

Thinking that Su Bei might have something to do with that fish, Wen Renping frowned, pursed his vermilion lips, and sighed.

After thinking about it, he picked up a book-like thing next to him, waved it in front of these disciples, and said:

"Since you came from Mo City, you should know about this, right?"

"Two days ago, the entire 21 Continents started publishing. I don't know which ghost from the Xingyue Sect came up with this idea. This whole thing is really good!"

Looking at the newspaper, Niu Dazhuang seemed to have finally had an idea for a while, and without thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said:

"Ah! This is Su Chang..."

Halfway through the speech, he instantly felt a lot of cold eyes looking at him.

Niu Dazhuang swallowed and shrank his head.

Wen Renping raised his eyebrows, looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect meaningfully, and said quietly:

"Elder Su, what?"

"..."

"Handsome Elder Su..."

—— Immediately afterwards, a group of Sword Sect disciples were dragged down by Hongchen Peak disciples crying and shouting, and each received [-] slaps.

......

Wen Ren Pingxin's face was flushed red visibly, and he could only feel that the blood was continuously surging up, and his jade hands tightly grasped the newspaper, and after reading it for a while, he tore it to pieces.

Da Tuanzi kept ups and downs, pacing back and forth in the empty room, thought for a while, then walked quickly to his boudoir and sat down in front of the brocade, his expression changing.

Gritting his teeth and being annoyed for a while, his mood gradually calmed down. Wen Renping took a deep breath and muttered to himself:

"What a fish, really good at hooking up men."

"Su Bei, this unsatisfactory thing, just gave up such a good idea?"

"Five to five points? How dare she?"

"It's obvious that you get ninety-one points!"

"Isn't this bullying honest people in northern Jiangsu?"

After thinking about it, Wen Renping felt that she still couldn't feel relieved, Mei Mou looked at the teacup on the table, and the water reflected her shadow.

"Does this fish feel too hungry to stay by itself for 800 years?"

Stretching out his slender hands to gently pick up the teacup, he said thoughtfully:

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen her for a while..."

......

The first batch of newspapers were published by Hongge Xingyuezong, and soon spread all over the entire 21 states.

As Su Bei expected, each branch hall printed an unknown number of newspapers overnight, and they were sold out in an instant after they were advertised and put on the shelves.

In this era when mortals have to write letters to convey any information, and storytellers tell stories in teahouses to spread, there is indeed a wave of terror.

Regardless of whether it is the ancient country of the east wind or the ancient country of the south wind, after hearing about this thing, almost all the people want to take a look at it, and queue up from door to door to buy it!

All kinds of new things in the newspapers are like a stream of clear springs pouring into the dry riverbed for the 21 states that have been boring for a long time.

It is very intuitive to see all kinds of major events in the world. For the instinct of the masses who like to eat melons, it is simply a rare pastime!

——Not to mention that this newspaper also analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of the current big sect.

"You said what was said above, that Elder Su of Jianzong frightened Wuhua Queluo with his sword, can it be true?"

"I don't know! But it doesn't feel like I made it up. The above describes the process at that time in detail..."

"This thing called a newspaper is so pretty! We haven't been to the ancient Dongfeng country for most of our lives, so we know what's going on there."

"Whose idea is this?"

All the people started discussing with each other around the contents of the newspaper.

Some people even fought over the authenticity of the content in the newspaper.

This scene can be seen everywhere in the entire 21 states!

The attraction doesn't stop there, people are good things, and almost everyone is interested in the upcoming 21-state admissions conference!

What's more, they even started to use the information in this newspaper to predict who will win the championship of the 21-state competition this time...

......

The ancient south wind country, empty cicada lake.

Cottage.

Li Zijun knelt upright on the silk reed mat.

The light gently sprinkled on her delicate face, reflected in the light blue double-breasted skirt, revealing her tender white and slender neck.

Wearing a horse bun, plum blossom golden steps are inserted obliquely on both sides, and the two beautiful combs have just been lightened with dew, and a touch of cherry red is lightly dyed between the lips.

There is no rouge on the face, if you look down from the top, the skirt is spread out in all directions, with a little cherry blossom in the middle, which is so gentle that it makes one's heart palpitate.

A newspaper was placed on the short table in front of her, biting her lip lightly, wondering what she was thinking.

His eyes were a little confused looking at the words Elder Su lightly circled in the newspaper.

At this time, a maid came in, leaned over Li Zijun's ear, and whispered:

"Miss, the information you asked Yinger to check before has been found, and it's all here!"

"..."

As he spoke, he took out a book-like thing from his sleeve and gently handed it over.

Li Zijun slightly turned his head, looked at the maid's shining eyes, calmed down slightly, straightened his body slowly, looked straight ahead, smiled softly at the corner of his mouth:

"Trouble Yinger!"

Everything was quiet.

Ying Er didn't dare to disturb Miss Zijun, so she hung the bamboo curtains on the four windows of the Hunan curtains in the corners, and then quietly retreated silently.

The thatched cottage is instantly bright and clean.

Li Zijun pressed his ten fingers on his waist, small and small, with pink cardamom dyed on his fingertips.

There was a little hope in his heart, and then he was flattened in an instant, and he knelt and sat at a three-point angle and gently opened the book.

"Swallowing Heaven Demon Art."

"This work

Chapter 110: Shan Wulan's Kiss (Two in One)

Does Jianzong have peach blossoms?

Su Bei frowned, and looked at Shan Wulan suspiciously.

Some didn't understand why Junior Sister Gao Leng, who had been standing quietly behind her without saying a word, would ask such a puzzling question.

——But based on my understanding of her, this sentence must have some deep meaning.

Xiao Ruoqing, who was counting the stars at the side, seemed to have thought of something suddenly, her eyes froze, her ears froze for an instant, and from the corner of her eye, she lightly licked the slender jade legs of Uncle Ninth, crossed her legs and pretended to be practice.

But the little hand couldn't help it, and gently drew circles on the thin layer of snow in front of him.

Seeing Su Bei frowning and looking at him in confusion, Shan Wulan felt sad for a moment.

But then I still put these thoughts that affect my mentality behind me.

Senior brothers all remember begging him to shake the peach blossoms for him, so how could he not know the deep meaning of his words?

He mustered the courage he had never had before to say these words, so Shan Wulan had a glimmer of hope in his heart, looking forward to Su Bei's answer on this beautiful moon night.

Su Bei thought about it carefully, carefully recalling the Baili cherry blossom forest outside the Baiyu Mountain Gate of Jianzong.

Seems to be really cherry blossoms?

Where did Jianzong get the peach blossoms?

When I raised my head again to ask for clarification, my heart stopped for an instant, as if I saw the most beautiful scene in the world.

The moonlight sprinkled on Shan Wulan's face, as if reflecting a piece of water, and three thousand white silks were tied behind her back, sprinkled on her blood-stained crane cloak like snow.