"Hey, it seems that even if we die because of this, we still have to burn incense to thank you for giving us this chance to die?" Su Luo began to think that there was something wrong with this girl's brain.
"Of course, my grandfather is from Purgatory City... Humph, you mortals!" The girl in purple pointed her slender fingers at Su Luo and the others, "Let me go quickly! Otherwise, you are all dead!"
"Who is your grandfather?" Zi Yan asked curiously.
"You have no right to know who my grandfather is, because I'm afraid that I will scare you to death if I tell you." The girl in purple was proud and arrogant, with a very domineering attitude.
"Oh, then you must tell me, let's try what it feels like to be scared to death." Beichen Ying winked, making Su Luo almost laugh.
"You guys - hum, since you want to know, let me tell you that my grandfather is the steward of Wuyou Pavilion!" The girl in purple sneered again and again, "Can you let me go now?"
A very strange expression appeared on Zi Yan's face, and she looked at the girl in purple with a smile: "You, really, don't know me?"
The girl in purple glared at Zi Yan coldly and snorted disdainfully: "Are you famous? Why do I need to know you? How could I possibly know you mortals outside?"
The disciple of the dignified Lord of Purgatory City is depressed.
Zi Yan turned around silently, looked at Su Luo silently, and muttered silently: "Am I being... despised?"
"You are not the only one who is despised? I am despised even worse." Su Luo touched her chin speechlessly, then poked Zi Yan's arm: "By the way, where is Wuyou Pavilion?"
"Wuyou Pavilion..." Zi Yan endured it several times without speaking.
Unexpectedly, the girl in purple laughed loudly, pointed at Su Luo, and said disdainfully: "How could you people from outside know the distribution of forces within Purgatory City? Let me tell you mortals! Wuyou Pavilion is Wuyou Pavilion.
The abode of fairies!”
"Who is Fairy Wuyou?" Su Luo looked confused.
She remembered that Zi Yan had previously informed everyone about the distribution of forces within Purgatory City in the spaceship, but she did not mention the so-called Wuyou Pavilion. But seeing the girl in purple scorning them so solemnly, Su Luo felt that this
Wuyou Pavilion, Wuyou Fairy, should be very awesome.
"I haven't even heard of Fairy Wuyou, so I think you mortals are ignorant!" The girl in purple said with even more contempt, "Let me tell you, Fairy Wuyou is a close disciple of the third elder, and her status is second only to Saint Ziyan.
Aunt!"
"cough!"
"puff!"
"ha!"
For a moment, everyone burst out laughing in unison.
"Saint Aunt Zi Yan?" Su Luo glanced at Zi Yan playfully, and when Zi Yan almost went crazy, she smiled and turned her eyes to the girl in purple, "Who is this Aunt Zi Yan? Do you know her?
?”
The girl in purple despised Su Luo even more, with a look of contempt, she sneered contemptuously: "Aunt Zi Yan doesn't even know, don't you think you mortals come to Purgatory City to seek death? This is the personal disciple of the Lord City Lord.
, whose status is exalted and transcendent, how could I possibly know him?"
"Oh, so you don't know me." Su Luo coughed, wanting to laugh but holding back.
"Humph." The girl in purple snorted coldly. She has not passed the examination of the outer courtyard and entered the inner courtyard, so naturally she does not know those high-ranking big shots.