The personal sycophant of the villainous empress

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Su An felt that her body and mind were clear, and her cultivation, which had reached the critical point, was a natural breakthrough.

Peak Life Pill!

Ye Li'er, who was sleepy at the side, felt the change in Su An's breath next to her and couldn't help but smile happily.

Hehe, Brother An’s improvement in cultivation is partly due to me.

Who said she wasn't doing her job properly? If she hadn't worked tirelessly, how could Brother An have made such a breakthrough so quickly?

She looked at Li Zishuang and Su Xuezhu on the other side with contempt.

They are really two weaklings, no one can compare with her.

Hum, beauty is only for the strong!

Her head was raised slightly, as proud as a peacock.

Su An rubbed Ye Li'er's little head and opened the panel.

In a short period of time, he has crossed from the fetal breath realm to the peak of Ming Dan. This speed of strength improvement is absolutely terrifying.

"Hey, 800 more villain points?"

Suddenly he saw that the villain value line at the bottom changed from 0 to 800.

Open the acquisition record to view.

[Kill the heroine Xiaoba and get 800 villain points]

When did he kill the heroine!

Could it be?

Su An looked at the pile of rabbit bones on the table.

It seems that the only one who died just now was this rabbit with unusually abundant spiritual energy. Xuezhu also said that he picked it up on the road.

Could it be that this rabbit is still the heroine?

His boyfriend's surname is probably Tang.

Su An looked weird, and it seemed like Bianhua had to ask Bianhua to investigate the origin of this rabbit.

After putting on his clothes, Su An got up and went to the Xuanniao Division Prison after a sleepless night.

It can only be said that the Hehuan Secret Code is indeed the supreme skill of the Hehuan Sect, and the effect is extremely good. Even if you ride a horse and shoot arrows all night without rest, you are still full of energy. It is really the master of Yin and Yang Dao.

In the Xuandiao Division prison, Tu Shengnan made arrangements, so the demon cultivator naturally received special attention and was imprisoned in an interrogation room alone, waiting for Su An to come.

"A little demon cultivator who has entered the Taoist realm?"

Looking at the young man in front of him with an ordinary face, short stature and even dark skin, Su An waved his hand and ordered the two jailers to release his restraints.

Seeing Su An's face, the young man's pupils shrank, but he soon regained his composure.

"I told you, the magic power was given to me by an old man, and I don't know who that old man is."

His eyes were clear and he didn't look like he was lying.

He knew that he couldn't reveal his true identity, but he couldn't show himself to be worthless, so he fabricated a hidden and false demon cultivator.

"Really?" Su An leaned forward slightly and looked at the young man with interest: "Then should I call you Li Si, or should I call you the Blood River Cult Leader?"

Bang!

The young man opened his eyes wide and sat down on the ground.

How could this person actually know his identity?

When he first changed his body, he did not change his identity. He accidentally called himself the leader of the cult in front of others, causing a lot of jokes.

But who would believe such a ridiculous thing? There is no trace of seizing the body on his body. Most people just think that he is suffering from hysteria.

This Lord Su, he...

"I have seen him." Su An crossed his hands on his legs and stated, "He is brothers with a group of demon cultivators in the secret realm. It seems that he is quite comfortable using your body!"

"Where is he?" The leader of Blood River stood up, his pupils filled with bloodshot eyes.

When he heard the news about that person, he didn't want to hide it and asked directly.

Is the person who occupies his body this despicable shit-shoveling slave? How did he take over his body?

He wanted to know the answer, and he even wanted to change his body back.

Anyone who is suddenly reduced from a high-ranking leader to a shit-shoveling slave, the huge psychological gap is enough to make people collapse.

For the leader of Blood River to be able to think about seeking opportunities is already a sign of his perseverance.

"I don't know where he is, but I think you should know."

The corners of Su An's lips curled up, revealing the true purpose of coming here.

The Blood River Sect is the strongest demonic sect within Dashang, and is the leader of the demonic sect in Dashang. This is not because of how strong the Blood River Sect is, but because the Blood River Sect is very cautious.

He never dared to cause too much turmoil in the territory of Dashang, let alone rob people wantonly, and at most he would cause trouble for those sects.

In addition, he was well hidden and his whereabouts were concealed, so Xuanniaosi did not spend too much time on the Blood River Sect. Otherwise, even if the Blood River Sect was ten times stronger, he would still be taken advantage of.

As for those evil cultivators who danced happily, the grass on their graves is now three feet high.

However, although Xuandiao Si does not know where the headquarters of the Blood River Sect is, who knows more about the traces of the Blood River Sect than the leader of the Blood River Sect in front of him, so that he can save himself the effort to investigate.

"You want me to tell you the news about the Blood River Cult."

The leader of Blood River gradually calmed down and sat across from Su An.

If that person really took over his body, he must be at the headquarters of the Blood River Sect now.

But if the news about the Blood River Sect is told to Su An, the Blood River Sect may also be destroyed.

"No, I want you to save yourself." Su An shook his head and let out a chuckle: "You should know the soul-searching techniques of Xuantiao Division. I don't think I need to explain them in detail."

This plain tone made the leader of the Blood River feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He suddenly realized that this was not a multiple-choice question.

After falling into the hands of Xuantiaosi, he had no choice.

Even if he didn't say anything, the news about the Blood River Sect still couldn't be kept.

Even though the Blood River Sect contains his own hard work, does he still need to make unnecessary concealments for the impostor who replaced him?

"I... cooperate." He surrendered.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero." Su An showed an appreciative look.

If he hadn't been confused about the principle of their body exchange and was afraid that directly searching for souls might lead to memory loss, he wouldn't have wasted so much time.

Naturally, he doesn't need to care too much about what happens next. There are special people to interrogate and record.

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Let’s talk about the Green Monster Academy.

Tang Chuan sat on the bed with a haggard face and dull eyes, still muttering: "My love, my love."

"Xiaochuan, cheer up." Wang Dagang persuaded.

He also didn't expect that Tang Chuan would look like this just one day later.

Seeing that Tang Chuan ignored him, he could only sigh and walk out.

He has to think of a way to persuade his disciple, otherwise what will happen when the competition comes? The competition will start tomorrow. If Tang Chuan does not participate in the competition and win the championship, how will he become famous and how will he slap those who look down on him in the face.

When the fat man outside the door saw Wang Dagang coming out, he quickly approached and asked, "Brother Chuan, is he still like that?"

Wang Dagang nodded impatiently. He was currently thinking about how to restore his disciple, but he had no intention of paying attention to the fat man.

"Master, I have an idea!" The fat man's eyes rolled.

"Huh? What can you do?" Wang Dagang cheered up and looked at the fat man. This guy has a lot of clever ideas, and maybe they will actually work.

"Hehe, I don't know if you've heard of it before. The best way to forget a relationship is to start a new one." The fat man let out a mean laugh, and his eyes narrowed into a slit under the fat on his face, making him look like Extremely obscene.

"There are many such considerate girls in Yihongyuan. Maybe they can help Brother Chuan get out of the gloom."

"This..." Wang Dagang hesitated. He didn't expect that the fat man was talking about this method, but did his disciple Bingqing Yujie really want to do this?

"Leader, if it's serious, you need to take strong medicine!"

The fat man saw this and started to persuade again.

"...Okay, I'll leave this matter to you." Wang Dagang thought about it and couldn't find any other way, so he patted the fat man on the shoulder.

If you leave this matter to Fatty, even if you fail Xiaochuan, you won't be able to blame him.

"Um, guide." The fat man rubbed his fingers and said awkwardly: "I spent all the money yesterday, and now I have no money. How about... you put down some money first."

Wang Dagang frowned. He maintained his identity and never bothered to do the work that only ignorant low-level monks would do. He always relied on friends for help and had little money left.

But after all, it was for the sake of his disciples, so he reluctantly took out a small bag of spirit stones and threw it into the fat man's hands.

This was his only remaining savings.

"Leader, this is not enough." The fat man weighed the spiritual stones in his hand and said with a confused look on his face: "The prices of things in the imperial capital are very high. The cheapest girl costs seventy-nine spiritual stones."

"Seventy-nine? Why is it so expensive!" Wang Dagang stared.

Seventy-nine spiritual stones can be used to buy a defective magic weapon. Is it possible that the girl here is made of spiritual crystals? It only costs so much at one time.

"I've inquired about it. Prices in the imperial capital have always been like this. Besides, it's also difficult for the girls in Yihongyuan."

Thinking of the tenderness of the girl last night, the fat man felt hot in his heart, and unconsciously started talking to Yihongyuan, and then he looked at Wang Dagang.

"Teacher, after being a teacher for so many years, you shouldn't have any money."

He remembered that this instructor had been a teacher for more than ten years before coming to Green Monster Academy, and the teacher's salary was very high.

Wang Dagang's face turned grim, and he took out a magical weapon again, "Take this and replace it."

Although he is a teacher, how can those rubbish students who may not even be able to succeed in Zifu deserve to listen to his class, so he has never taught any class to those students.

The spiritual stones issued by the school were only enough for him to barely survive, and this was because the dean was his friend.

"Okay, Master, just wait for my good news!"

The fat man picked up the magic weapon and walked out happily.

After another half an hour, the fat man was nowhere to be seen, but a woman wearing bunny ears and scantily clad clothes walked in with an aura of profligacy.

"This is the instructor, right? Where is Brother Chuan?" The woman twisted her body and gave the instructor a flirtatious look.

Wang Dagang quickly turned his head and suppressed the anger in his heart. He could not lose his dignified leadership style: "Ahem, it's in the third room of the Sugar Room on the third floor."