After being bullied by her master and destroying her ancestors, she was reborn and the supporting female master was ruined. Chapter 41 Life is too short to enjoy
On the Evergreen Peak, the bright moon is nestled on the deck chair, basking in the sun.
There are various fruits and pastries on the stone table beside it, as well as freshly soaked rice. It feels so uncomfortable.
Throwing a grape into her mouth, Yue Jiaojiao closed her eyes and felt the final burst of juice, and couldn't help but sigh:
“Life is short, it’s best to enjoy yourself most freely!”
"Little junior sister, stop enjoying yourself, let's go and catch the mythical beast together."
Just when Yue Jiaojiao was about to touch another grape, the sunlight in front of her was suddenly blocked by a figure.
Yue Jiaojiao opened her eyes, and it was her fifth senior sister Murong Yanran.
"Sister, why do you have time to come to my place? Sit down quickly."
Yue Jiaojiao looked surprised and motioned for Murong Yanran to sit down. This was the first time she had seen Murong Yanran since her last tribulation.
Even in normal times, Murong Yanran is always in a state of confusion.
The other senior brothers and sisters left the sect, either to practice or go to the secret realm. Only I, the fifth senior sister, was different.
When she went down the mountain, she was probably looking for a man.
Murong Yanran is so charming, and her figure is so convex that Yue Jiaojiao would drool when she saw her.
Men can’t help but feel excited when they see it.
And Murong Yanran also likes to hang out among men, it can be said that she lives among hundreds of flowers without even a leaf touching her body.
Yue Jiaojiao thinks about it, there are countless men who were initially confused and finally abandoned by Murong Yanran.
The reason why Murong Yanran behaves like this is not because she wants to give every man a home, but because she cultivates the path of passion, which makes her behave like this.
Moreover, most of the men Murong Yanran played with were irresponsible to their families, abandoned their wives and children, and always abandoned their wives.
It's a pity that Murong Yanran still lost to a man...
Unfortunately, until her death, she did not know who the man who killed Murong Yanran was.
Thinking of the ending of Murong Yanran's previous life, Yue Jiaojiao couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.
"Little junior sister, why are you sighing like this? Is it me who has made you unhappy?"
Murong Yanran holds a teacup in her hand, and the white jade porcelain complements her white and crystal-clear fingers. Every part of her hand exudes just the right charm.
"How could it be? My favorite is Fifth Senior Sister's, how could I be unhappy?"
Yue Jiaojiao shook her head quickly, secretly deciding in her heart that she must help Murong Yanran pay more attention to the men around her.
Amused by Yue Jiaojiao's words, Murong Yanran put her arms on the stone table and leaned her chin:
"The little junior sister's words are still pleasing to the eye, but those men say nothing that people like to hear."
"So, little junior sister, do you want to go catch the mythical beast with your senior sister?"
"Sister, are you talking about the traces of the divine beast discovered by the Shenyang Sect?"
Seeing Murong Yanran nodding, Yue Jiaojiao opened her mouth to persuade,
"Senior sister, I think this time it should be the same as last time, it's fake."
Every few years, everyone will find traces of mythical beasts, but nine times out of ten, they all come back empty-handed.
Yue Jiaojiao also knew that this time was fake and she didn't want to go, so she didn't want Murong Yanran to go in vain.
"But the Shenyang Sect said that this time they also found the feathers of a mythical beast, which is probably a phoenix."
Murong Yanran frowned slightly and told Yue Jiaojiao the latest news.
"What if it's the hair of a beautiful monster?"
Yue Jiaojiao didn't care about these traces. The results of the previous life are here. Even if he said that he saw the phoenix flying in front of him, Yue Jiaojiao wouldn't care.
"So senior sister, let's not waste our efforts."
Murong Yanran nodded, neither agreeing nor objecting: