Chapter Forty-Nine
For a moment, Xiaojia and Zhou Sheng looked at each other, one wanted to cry and the other did not dare to laugh. The situation was very embarrassing for a time.
Seeing that Zhou Sheng was so frightened that he almost cried, Lin Lu patted his shoulder again and said with a smile: "Junior sister, I am not the kind of narrow-minded person. But Senior Brother Zhou, you did this.
Not very authentic!
"You privately re-processed and sold my senior brother's image without our Xuantian Peak's consent, and you also over-interpreted the remarks of my master, the master of our Xuantian Palace. Isn't it a bit too much?"
Xuantian Palace has an open atmosphere and does not impose too many restrictions on its disciples, otherwise these people would not be bold enough to tease the palace master.
It's just this kind of thing, people don't bother officials and don't investigate. However, things like this are sold to the junior sister/apprentice of the person involved. This is the only example in the world!
If that "royal painter" knew that Zhou Sheng was selling things to Lin Lu, he would probably vomit blood.
Our teammates are so stupid!
"I'm sorry, senior sister! I was wrong, senior sister!"
Zhou Sheng was so frightened that he took a few steps back. He couldn't speak fluently. He immediately surrendered and stammered: "We won't sell it anymore. I'll go back right away and tell the other brothers and sisters that we won't sell it anymore!"
"Oh?" Lin Lu touched his chin, his expression lost in thought: "So there are many people doing this work together..."
Zhou Sheng: "..."
Ah...exposed again...
After a moment, Lin Lu continued to smile and said: "Senior brother, I have misunderstood. Junior sister, I am not that kind of person! Senior brothers, life is not easy, and cultivation also requires resources. It is human nature to find ways to earn some spiritual stones. This is understandable...
"But, these two people you use to earn spiritual stones are my direct relatives' master and senior brother..."
Lin Lu's expression suddenly became solemn: "I have to pay more!"
Zhou Sheng & Xiaojia: "..."
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At the same time, outside the towering mountain gate of Xuantian Palace, a group of demon cultivators, including their families and their families, had arrived one after another according to Lin Lu's request.
At this time, looking at the three big Chinese characters of Xuantian Palace hidden in the clouds in the air, the expressions of the demons were filled with anxiety and expectation.
Lin Lu organized a private party, but it was more than just a private party.
At this point in time when the relationship between the human race and the demon race was gradually breaking through, Xuantian Palace, as a super sect inherited from ancient times, and also had the identity of being the gatekeeper guarding the border between Dongzhou and the demon domain, suddenly invited the demon cultivator to be a guest.
This in itself represents a biased attitude.
Therefore, at this gathering, demon cultivators from all races came with missions.
Just take this opportunity to test the attitude of the human race.
Of course, it would also be a good pastime to touch that beautiful human cub again.
Anyway, human beings are not like demon cultivators, so they are not responsible for touching...
At this moment, Xue Delorong, who was as excited as if she had ADHD and jumped around among the monsters with her brothers and sisters, suddenly realized something was wrong.
It flapped its wings and shouted: "Mom, why didn't you see the senior green turtle from the water tribe? Sister Xiaolu clearly said that she invited all the demons."
Xue Tuantuan disliked the child's commotion, so he suppressed several little owls with a spread of his wings, and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry about it, the Turtle Clan has been like this since ancient times. They are always late for everything, and they can't even keep up with the heat when eating shit!"
As soon as these words came out, all the monsters nodded, agreeing with Xue Tuantuan's evaluation.
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To paraphrase Lin Lu, the habits of the Turtle Clan are not procrastination, but procrastination of cancer.
But there's nothing we can do about it. Just like the edelweiss owl loves to go out at night to coo at nothing, and the water demon tribe is naturally afraid of fire, Moji is the racial nature of the turtle tribe and cannot be changed.
This short exchange also broke the dull atmosphere. Everyone also used the Turtle Clan's Grief as the topic, resisted the desire to fight, and began to talk "politely" to each other.
Red Squirrel Pinecone: "That chicken, have you been doing well recently? Why, didn't you bring over the super-grade magic weapon refined from the feathers of your peacock clan predecessors?"
Golden Pheasant: "My name is Hongyu, and I am from the Wing Clan. Thank you. Then why don't you use your big tail to glide down from the sky..."
Xue Tuantuan immediately followed the group, puffed up his chest and said: "Our Yi clan has a profound heritage and a long history, so we don't do such low-level things to show off."
Brother Bao also immediately stood up for his brother: "Who is not an ancient tribe inherited from ancient times! My grandfather's grandfather also met the prince of the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe back then. Did I show off?"
The mantid sword sister suddenly snorted: "Oh, it turns out I just met the iron-eating beast prince. Listening to your proud tone, I thought you were the iron-eating beast prince!"
Pinecone: "Shut up. There are no Zerg tribesmen among the five major divine beast groups. Even the Water Tribe has Kunpeng and Xuanwu, two self-proclaimed demigod beasts. Don't you find the reason within yourselves?"
Xue Tuantuan agreed very much: "Yes, yes, you Zerg tribe are the worst off, that is, you have become a big tribe in the Demon Realm because of the large number of people and the rapid reproduction. But I want to correct one thing. To a certain extent, Kunpeng can also be counted as me."
From the Wing Clan!"
Brother Bao sighed: "You Yi Clan should also show some respect, Kunpeng is a fish!"
Xue Tuantuan was particularly insistent: "Kunpeng can also turn into a bird. Who can guarantee that it is not a winged creature?"
At this time, except for Xue Errong, who had already experienced it once, who was very calm, the other little kids of all races squatting among the bosses were extremely excited. Their heads turned around and looked over, and their left eye read "Eat Melon".
The right eye has Bagua written on it.
This is the first time they have seen so many elders quarreling together...
And Sister Dao... Sister Dao was so angry that she almost exploded.
I am riding a horse, but I can’t fit into the topic because my ancestors are not broad enough?
Just when she was so angry that she wanted to kill the demon with a knife, and at this moment, a young human monk suddenly sprinted towards her.
In an instant, the demons immediately restrained their momentum and turned into a calm and calm appearance again.
The young monk running towards us is Xiao Jia. He has already reached the fifth level of Qi Refining, and is actually better than Lin Lu.
However, at this moment, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. After seeing them, he breathed a sigh of relief and bowed respectfully to the demons: "May I ask, are the seniors invited by Senior Sister Lin Lu?"
Before anyone had a chance to reply, Xue Errong was the first to jump out and answered quite contentedly. She even stretched her neck and looked behind him: "Yes, yes, but why isn't Sister Xiaolu here?"
"Senior Sister, she..."
Xiaojia's expression was very strange, and after a long while she said: "Before leaving the house, little senior sister suddenly said that she had prepared special gifts for the seniors, so she asked me to bring you to the sect."
Tsk tsk, actually it was Lin Lu who followed Zhou Sheng to collect the protection fee from the legendary royal painter. Oh no, he was going to collect the copyright fee, so he could only let him come first and bring the demon cultivators into the palace.
Say it again.
Chapter completed!