Jiang Deng touched his nose and thought to himself how annoying Ye Guchen was. These two people were so wary of her, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Si Mian suppressed the disgust in her eyes and said as calmly as possible: "When you come to Paradise Palace this time, there are quite a few furnace cauldrons accompanying you. Even the leader doesn't have enough for them, but there are no extra furnace cauldrons for you."
Furnace?
Jiang Deng felt extremely sick, what on earth were these master and disciple doing?
They actually kept some women with excellent spiritual roots in captivity to serve as cauldrons? What do they think of people? Are they slaves who can be exploited by them?
Jiang Deng has never felt so strongly that he did a good job in killing Ye Guyen and did not make a mistake!
"Sister, you misunderstood. I'm just here to sign up for the Saintess Conference."
"Ha," Si Mian sneered, "I did misunderstand you. I didn't expect you, junior brother, to be here to deliver the furnace cauldron."
Jiang Deng frowned slightly, "Is the Saintess Conference to select the furnace?"
"Asking even though you know it."
Hearing this, Jiang Deng felt even more uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Feng Qing didn't come, so he let her stay and put an end to all the filth.
Although Si Mian was dissatisfied with Ye Guyen himself, she still took out a scroll. The scroll slowly unfolded in front of her, with a series of names written on it, which was the list of people participating in the election of the saint.
Looking at the unfolded scroll, Jiang Deng's eyes were fixed on one of the names.
Ying Yubing?
Why is there Ying Yubing’s name on it!
Isn't Ying Yubing the daughter of Ying Fuming, the master of Paradise Palace?
Ying Fuming has such a good relationship with his four disciples. It is impossible that he does not know that the saint's election is to choose the furnace. If he really becomes the furnace, even if he is lucky enough to survive, he will miss the path to immortality in the future. He is actually willing to let his daughter
go?
While Jiang Deng was stunned, Si Mian's methodical questioning sounded in his ears, "Tell me, which sect sent it? Whose last name? What's your physique?"
"Taichu Sword Sect, Jiang Deng, Pure Yin Spirit Body."
Jiang Deng said her name without any hesitation. Her chaotic body can disguise itself as a pure Yin spirit body, so she is not afraid if someone checks her.
Si Mian was surprised now. She asked repeatedly, "What's your name? You said it's Jiang Deng?"
She had heard the leader mention this name countless times. After some investigation, she found out that this person was originally the leader's master, who was later killed by the leader and his brothers.
The saint running for election this time is also named Jiang Deng. Is it really just a coincidence?
"What's the problem?" Jiang Deng asked.
"No," Si Mian shook her head and wrote Jiang Deng's name on the scroll, "Where is the person? When will he be sent?"
Jiang Deng coughed lightly and said, "She still has to participate in the sect ranking competition. She can come over after the competition is over."
"Okay, once the game is over, take her back to the Spiritual Palace with us."
"I got it."
Jiang Deng knew that Si Mian didn't want to see Ye Guyen dressed as her, so after registering her name, she said hello and left directly.
Si Mian stood there, looking at Jiang Deng's leaving figure, frowning slightly.
Today's Ye Guyen is actually a little strange. He is no longer as cold and murderous as before. When he heard her mention the furnace cauldron, his eyes flashed with a feeling of hurting others.
Oh, Ye Guyen has killed so many furnaces, and he will be sad? It's just a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be compassionate!
Putting away the scroll with the candidates for the Saintess Conference, Si Mian raised his hand and waved, and a hole appeared under the maple tree in the courtyard.
Immediately afterwards, Si Mian used her spiritual power to hold Qiao Yue's body and buried her in the soil.
As the soil fell and covered Qiao Yue's body, Si Mian felt a strong sense of depression in her heart, and Si Mian couldn't help but take a deep breath.
She has already refined the dirt-free purple bamboo she bought at the Gold and Stone Auction House, and her damaged spiritual roots are recovering, and she can continue to practice.
I believe that after some time, I will be able to break through and reach the state of becoming a god.
Two months later, it will be the day when the leader will go into seclusion. At that time, the leader's cultivation will regress to the state of becoming a god. That will be her only chance to kill the leader!
A thin layer of sadness emerged from Si Mian's eyes, "Qiaoyue, and every sister, I will avenge you together."
A gust of wind blew by.
From the blood-colored maple tree, a leaf slowly fell, and it happened to fall on Qiao Yue's grave, as if in response to Si Mian's oath.
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Jiang Deng didn't waste much time, and returned to Wangxian Tower in just half an hour.
It was late at night and everything was silent.
Although there are many people living in Wangxian Tower, the monks are seizing the time to practice in order to cope with the sect ranking battle in the next few days, and no one is wandering around as leisurely as Jiang Deng.
However, for the sake of safety, Jiang Deng still took off the ghost mask and restored his true appearance. As for the concealment cloak, he didn't bother to take off it.
Yu Jian flew towards the open window on the roof.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Deng had arrived at the window. Just as he was about to climb into the house, he heard a creak and the window on the side opened.
Jiang Deng looked subconsciously and saw Lin Jun standing in front of the window next to the room, looking at her who was about to sneak into the house.
"You're not practicing at night, where have you been?"
Lin Jun locked his black eyes on Jiang Deng and said in a deep voice.
Jiang Deng did not feel the slightest embarrassment of being caught. Instead, he said confidently: "Where have I been? Do I have anything to do with you as a spiritual stone?"
"I said yes."
As he spoke, Lin Jun lowered his gaze, staring at Jiang Deng's cloak that was obviously worn by a man, and said with suppressed anger: "Whose clothes are you wearing?"
Jiang Deng's patience was completely exhausted, "It's none of your business!"
Lin Jun said with an ugly face: "Jiang Deng, you'd better remember your identity. You are my wife who is married to a mediator. You went to have a private meeting with another man in the middle of the night. If this gets spread, what will others think of me?"
Jiang Deng laughed angrily, "I'll give this back to you as well. You'd better remember your identity at all times. You have been divorced by me. Abandoned husband, do you understand? Don't worry about my affairs, just take care of yourself!"
"
After saying that, Jiang Deng was too lazy to talk to Lin Jun anymore, so he went directly through the window and returned to the house.
In her eyes, Lin Jun is already a dying man. Talking to him is just a waste of time. If you have that time, you might as well seize the time to practice and improve your cultivation, so that you can defeat the fourth disciple with more confidence!
Bang!
Lin Jun's face turned pale as he watched Jiang Deng enter the house and close the window.
For some reason, seeing Jiang Deng treat him with such indifference, he felt a sour feeling in his heart. This strange feeling seemed to be overwhelming him.
what happened?
Lin Jun put his hand on his chest, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. His heartbeat was obviously normal, but he felt strangely unable to breathe.
Could it be...that his inner demon has become stronger again?
Yes, his inner demons were caused by Jiang Deng, and everything Jiang Deng said and did would have an impact on his inner demons.
Lin Jun's eyes gradually turned cold. It's game day soon, and there will definitely be a chance to eradicate the scourge of Jiang Deng!