"Diao Diao, don't bully my aunt!" Just when Yao Mowan was looking at it, a little devil suddenly appeared next to him. Seeing Qi Xiu Di trying to release the poisonous snake, Yao Mowan suddenly stood in front of Qi Xiu Di.
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"Are you a gentleman?" Yao Mowan said in a confused tone.
"It's you again! Get out of the way! Of course I'm a gentleman!" For some reason, Qi Xiudi felt a little bit afraid of the powerless Yao Mowan in front of him. Perhaps it was because Yao Mowan not only
He splashed his little snake with sulfur powder, and mixed the sulfur powder with chili powder. Xiao Lan has not recovered yet, and he cannot touch his eyes with his own hands.
"A gentleman doesn't hit a woman! Why, don't let me guess that you are going to let a snake bite Diao Diao. This kind of behavior of using a knife behind your back is not what a gentleman does." Yao Mo said with a sweet smile.
"Then I am not a gentleman, I am a child!" Qi Xiudi was used to being domineering, so naturally he would not be blinded by Yao Mowan.
"Come on, let the snake go. Let the snake bite this saint, and then let your godfather extract poison for me. Do you know how to extract the poison? This saint will take off her clothes and then let you do it.
Dad put his hand on this saint's chest..." Yao Mowan deliberately turned up the volume, and the effect was immediate.
"Uh-" When Yao Mowan finished her sentence, Huan Luo suddenly fell from the air, covering her chest with one hand, and looked at Yao Mowan resentfully.
"Master, thank you very much!" Diao Diao naturally understood that Yao Mowan's words were meant to distract Huan Luo, and he felt a sense of gratitude towards Yao Mowan in his heart. At that time, she had not won much against Huan Luo.
"Wan'er, what qualifications do you have to sell Canglan's things! Those clothes... that inkstone was given to Canglan by the mage! How can you sell it just when you say it!" Huanluo was angry, and her eyes were as clear as autumn water.
Shooting a biting cold light.
"Don't talk about the inkstone, talk about the clothes. What? Just because the clothes were made for Qi Canglan by Saint Huanluo, Wan'er is not qualified to sell them? But you don't know that you regard them as treasures, Qi Canglan
But she still doesn't like it. Originally, Wan'er wanted to sell it for 700,000 yuan, but Qi Canglan said that a person must be kind, and the clothes were not worth that price. Wan'er took a fancy to the Saint Huanluo and asked for 500,000 yuan.
Wan, if it is sold for 100,000 or 80,000 yuan according to Qi Canglan's words, then it seems that the craftsmanship of Saint Huanluo is too worthless." Yao Mowan has always acted like a person who doesn't offend me, and I will kill the offender if I don't do it.
If someone offends me, I will step on them.
"Wan'er, don't speak too much. Don't think that because someone is supporting you, you don't know who you are! You, a pariah, deserve to talk to this saint!" Huan Luo was extremely angry and scolded her angrily.
"First, this Saint never needs anyone's support. If she can be provoked, she will be provoked, and if she cannot be provoked, she will not be provoked. Second, what did Saint Huanluo just call Wan'er? A pariah? This sentence is very meaningful!
Diao Diao, this saint wants to see the mage!" Yao Mowan also got angry. The deeper meaning is that she wants to take this opportunity to meet the legendary Sikong Mu, hoping to find a way to persuade him to follow her wishes.
act.
"If you want to see the mage, you have to see if the mage wants to see you!" Huan Luo has always regarded Yao Mowan as a pariah. In her eyes, how can such a pariah deserve to be in the eyes of a mage?
Just when the two were arguing, a black figure came riding on the wind, with long silver hair flying in the air. Qi Canglan's appearance always made people feel like the arrival of God.
"Wan'er, the Master wants to see you." Qi Canglan's words were like a ruthless stick falling on Huan Luo's head, his watery eyes filled with disbelief.
"Cang Lan, you said the Master wants to see her? Why!" Huan Luo spoke excitedly, and when her eyes turned to Yao Mowan, her eyes were as cold as a blade.
"You'll know why after you go there!" On one side, Diao Diao stuck out his tongue towards Huan Luo, with a look of gloating on his face.
"Godfather, they were bullying my aunt just now. Xiu Di saw it with his own eyes." Qi Xiu Di saw tears in Huan Luo's eyes, so he felt aggrieved.
"Xiu Di, which eye did you see it with?" Diao Diao twisted his waist and walked to Qi Xiu Di, his eyes so sly and chilling.
"Both eyes have seen it, how about it!" Qi Xiudi has followed Qi Canglan since he was a child, but most of the time he is still taken care of by Huan Luo, and naturally he is towards Huan Luo.
"Dig them all up." Behind Diao Diao, Yao Mowan's gloomy voice floated over. After saying a word, Qi Xiudi immediately covered his eyes with his hands and leaned on Qi Canglan's legs.
"Diao Diao, take Wan'er to see the Master, Huan Luo, you also come with me." Qi Canglan took Qi Xiu Di in his arms, patted his little head lovingly, and motioned for him to stay.
So the group of people headed towards the main altar of the Imperial Church.
When they first entered the main altar, Yao Mowan seemed to have arrived at the eighteenth level of hell. After passing through the long, dark corridor, Yao Mowan and others finally stood at a tall, majestic, black and shiny door.
In front of the door, there are two unicorn beasts on the side of the door, both painted with black gold. A pair of eyes are like red glass, shooting cold light in the darkness. They are clearly lifeless dead things, but they make people jump up from the soles of their feet.
Feeling cool.
When Yao Mowan secretly sighed, the Wujin Door slowly opened, and a bone-chilling chill surged out from the cracks in the door. Yao Mowan felt that the hairs all over her body began to become messy. Sometimes what is really scary is not necessarily the person, but the atmosphere created.
This kind of atmosphere, fortunately Yao Mowan is also a person who has seen the world, so he can naturally withstand the chill here.
After the Wujin Gate opened, Qi Canglan walked in the front, Huan Luo followed Qi Canglan, and Diao Diao accompanied Yao Mowan.
The empty hall was dim. The night-light pearl in the corner lifted up a corner of the darkness. The only thing that the faint light really illuminated was the giant python rising from the ground in the center of the hall. At first glance, the giant python was more than seven feet tall.
The body is made of dark green glass. At this moment, the python's head is slowly moving down, and its pair of green eyes are gradually approaching Yao Mowan.
Moreover, Yao Mowan's heart began to beat rhythmically the moment she saw the giant python. Even though she knew that the python only lowered its head because the mechanism was activated, the scene was too realistic. In fact, except for Yao Mowan,
Qi Canglan and others were also very surprised. As long as they could remember, all the people who entered the main altar for the first time were frightened by the python and screamed. They fell backwards and fell to the ground, fainted and lost their breath. People like Yao Mowan
Such calmness is unique.
Little did they know that Yao Mowan's legs were trembling too, but they just couldn't see it.
"Canglan meets the Master."
"Huan Luo pays homage to the Master."
"Diao Diao pays homage to the mage." Although Yao Mowan was extremely frightened, she also noticed Qi Canglan and Huan Luo's actions were the same when they paid homage to the mage who stood with hands tied above the python's head. What surprised her was that her maid Diao Diao
, the same posture, what does this mean? Yao Mowan wondered in her heart.
"Wan'er." A deep and cold voice came faintly from the top of the python's head. Yao Mowan felt her heart inexplicably depressed. A kind of coercion that forced people to bow their heads came down from top to bottom, making her feel uneasy.
"Wan'er pays homage to the mage!" Yao Mowan breathed out fiercely and forced herself to calmly salute Qi Canglan. When she raised her eyes, what she saw was just a back figure. Even so, Yao Mowan still felt that
The wiping of the back gave her a powerful shock. As the leader of the Imperial Religion, he was above the imperial power. Such a person must have had extraordinary experiences. Yao Mowan suddenly became interested in Sikong Mu on top of the python.
"Wan'er, I'm asking you, what are your chances of assimilating to the Dongzhou Continent?" He was clearly close at hand, but the voice seemed to be coming from far away.
"Ten points!" Yao Mowan used the fastest time to calm down. It was about fate, and she had to show full confidence, even if Yao Mowan was not even sure about it.
"How can you see it?" In the dim light, Yao Mowan could only see Sikong Mu, who was wearing a black robe above the python, and there was no wind.
"Wan'er alone took half of the property of the entire Yanchi Kingdom in her hands in just one month." Yao Mowan responded calmly with her perfectly curved chin slightly raised.
"Master, Huan Luo thinks it's just Wan'er's opportunism. If it weren't for taking advantage of the prestige of the imperial church, those ministers and nobles would never buy her almost worthless jewelry and clothes." Huan Luo's voice was full of sullenness that could not be concealed.
On one side, Yao Mowan pursed her lips slightly, and a coldness flashed through her eyes. She hadn't bothered Huan Luo yet, but she was adding fuel to the fire. Huan Luo, you reminded me of this!
"Speaking of being worthless, those jewelry and weapons were all costed by Wan'er. Only the dress that was just sold is really worthless!" Yao Mowan glanced sideways at Huanluo,
Obviously referring to the piece that Huan Luo hand-sewn for Qi Canglan.
"You!" Huan Luo glared at her.
"You? Why didn't Saint Huan Luo call Wan'er a pariah?" Yao Mowan's cold eyes met Huan Luo's ice-cold eyes, her aura not losing at all.
"You are!" Huan Luo was so angry that she lost the opportunity to speak. Almost at the same time, a tangible cold air bypassed Yao Mowan's body like a swimming dragon and hit Huan Luo's chest directly.
"Pfft--" Dark red blood spurted out from Huanluo's mouth, and her moon-white clothes were immediately stained with plum blossoms. Her beauty was filled with desolation. Yao Mowan was secretly shocked. She originally wanted to give Huan Luo
Luo tried to teach Luo some lessons, but she didn't expect Sikong Mu to be so aggressive.
Of course, Yao Mowan would not be so stupid as to think that Sikong Mu was sincerely interested in her. That would be a taboo against Huan Luo calling herself a pariah? Interesting! It seems that her current status is really intriguing!
"Master, Huan Luo was just confused for a moment and spoke rudely. Please have mercy on Master." Seeing that Huan Luo was injured, Qi Canglan immediately took a step forward and cupped his fists with both hands to plead.
"Wan'er is my royal saint, no one is allowed to speak disrespectfully!" Sikong Mu's voice was as cold as ice, and every word was like an ice pick falling into a deep pool, causing waves of chills.
"Huan Luo knows I was wrong." Huan Luo covered her chest with one hand and responded humbly. In her eyes, there was a flash of extremely cold light.
"Wan'er, although Huanluo's words are too harsh, one thing is that you did rely on the power of the Imperial Religion to successfully make money. If you enter Dongzhou, you will not have any power to rely on." Sikong Mu still carried his body on his back.
, the sound is rich and powerful.
"No, what Wan'er takes advantage of is not the power of the Imperial Church, but the greed and hypocrisy of people's hearts. Can Wan'er explain it this way? Even if those ministers and wealthy people don't buy Wan'er's things, the people of the Imperial Church will
Will it not hurt them at all? Will their interests be harmed? The answer is no! Then why do they still want to fawn over Wan'er?" Yao Mowan confidently looked at Sikong Mu above the python.
"Why?" Sikong Mu's voice contained a hint of doubt.
"Because human nature is greedy. In Wan'er's eyes, the word saint is just a legend. In this world, no one is nobler than anyone else. Everyone has desires and desires in their hearts. It is their mentality to please Wan'er.
, as long as they buy those jewelry and weapons that are almost astronomical in price, they will feel at ease and can sleep well. Wan'er just captures people's psychology! And what Wan'er is best at is capturing people's hearts." Qingyue's voice was like
The spring water hits the rocks, and each word enters the heart.
There was silence, and there was no sound in the entire hall. Yao Mowan secretly cheered up, hoping that her words would make Sikong Mu give up his previous idea of ​​massacring Dongzhou.