"Which God General's Palace are you a fairy servant, don't you know that people are not allowed to come here at will?" A sharp voice sounded, startling Xiao Yao who was playing with the little white tiger.
When she looked back, she was a woman wearing a purple embroidered peony-patterned cloud-mist dress. She looked dignified and glamorous, making people feel oppressed that they couldn't look directly at.
Xiao Yao stood up, "Can't you come here?"
Lu Wushuang frowned and looked at the young woman in front of her. She had never seen this person in Jiutian, and besides the young emperor, almost no one would come here, because the young emperor didn't like others approaching his palace, so the female superior of Jiutian Gods hardly dare to come here, let alone fairy servants.
"Can you come here, didn't your gods tell you?" Lu Wushuang scolded, "Leave soon."
"But..." Xiaoyao saw that Hu'er really liked this place. Its injury is just right. There is enough spiritual energy here, which can restore his spiritual power and help it cultivate. She also wants Hu'er to play here more. For a moment, "Can I wait a bit before leaving?"
Anger flashed in Lu Wushuang's eyes, "This is not something you can bargain for, you have no rules, and it's your god who is ashamed."
"Morong Zhan said that I can stay here with Hu'er." Xiao Yao said, she didn't know who this woman in front of her was, she should be the God of Nine Heavens.
"Who are you talking about?" Lu Wushuang's face changed, did she mention the name of the young emperor just now
Xiao Yao said, "Morong Zhan asked me to come."
Lu Wushuang said angrily, "You are a new fairy servant to Jiutian, do you know who you are talking about? The entire Jiutian knows that Mo Palace has no female fairy servants."
"I'm not a fairy servant." Xiaoyao said, she felt that Hu'er was a little impatient in her arms, and she really wanted to go out to play.
"Ignorant junior!" Lu Wushuang reprimanded lightly, waved his sleeves, trying to drive Xiaoyao out of the garden.
The little white tiger groaned, and rushed forward to bite Lu Wushuang.
Lu Wushuang took a step back, and when she took a closer look, she realized that it was a little white tiger. Anger welled up in her heart, and she was ashamed that she was frightened by such a small beast.
"Where did your beast come from?" Lu Wushuang asked.
"What does it have to do with you?" Xiaoyao got a little impatient when being interrogated. She didn't like the Protoss in the first place, and now she was being interrogated again and again, so she naturally felt uncomfortable.
"You are so rude!" Lu Wushuang had never talked to her like this in Jiutian, let alone a fairy servant. She believed that Xiaoyao was the fairy servant who just came to Jiutian, so she dared to talk back to her here. Dare to mention the name of the young emperor so unscrupulously.
The young emperor is the dreamer of the Goddess of Nine Heavens, how dare this stinky girl mention his name.
Xiao Yao said, "The one who is rude is obviously you."
She is here to accompany the little white tiger, and this god drove her away when he came, and decided that she was a fairy servant without even asking her identity, isn't she rude
"I kindly remind you to leave. If you don't listen to the dissuasion, you will be at your own risk." Lu Wushuang said coldly.
Xiaoyao turned her back to Lu Wushuang, and decided not to pay any attention to this Shangshen.
"Aww." The little white tiger barked fiercely at Lu Wushuang a few times. Although its eyes had the power of a tiger, it still looked like a small dumpling, without the majesty of a divine beast.
Lu Wushuang was furious, and flew towards Xiaoyao dressed in silk.
Xiaoyao felt a strong wind blowing from behind, she hugged the little white tiger and hurriedly escaped.
But after all, her cultivation is only at the peak of the imperial realm, and she is not Lu Wushuang's opponent. She has less than a hundred moves in the fighting method, and she has been completely immobilized by the opponent's spiritual pressure.
"Today I'm going to teach a rude and presumptuous fairy servant like you a lesson." Lu Wushuang said disdainfully, it really is a new fairy servant, and with this level of cultivation, he dares to talk back in front of her.
Xiaoyao struggled vigorously, but the other party's spiritual pressure was on her, and she couldn't break free at all.
The silk satin in Lu Wu's hands has a long handle, and the top of the long handle is a silver ring with complicated patterns on it. The silk satin looks extremely sharp, and it falls on the body like a knife.
Snapped-
Xiaoyao was hit on the shoulder, causing her to gasp in pain.
Lu Wushuang was satisfied to see Xiaoyao suffering from pain, and felt relieved in his heart.
"Aww!" The little white tiger was furious, and threw himself on Lu Wushuang's hand, biting hard, not allowing her to bully Xiaoyao.
"Beast!" Lu Wushuang scolded, throwing the little white tiger out.
Seeing the little white tiger being hit by her silk, Xiaoyao felt anger welling up in her heart. She felt a burning pain in her shoulder from the hit, and a strange force spread from her sea of energy to her whole body.
Lu Wushuang, who was about to continue to teach Xiaoyao a lesson, suddenly frowned and looked at Xiaoyao in surprise.
How did she feel the breath of the gods
All the immortal servants of Jiutian are from the God Continent, so it is impossible to have the pure blood of the God Race.
"Aw..." The little white tiger rolled around on the ground and pounced on Lu Wushuang again.
Lu Wushuang impatiently stretched out his hand to grab the little white tiger's neck, "Don't think that you are a divine beast, so I dare not kill you!"
"Let go of the tiger!" Xiaoyao shouted, she broke free from the spiritual pressure, and the Riding Sun Whip in her hand fell heavily on Lu Wushuang's arm.
"..." Lu Shuang'er looked at her injured arm in disbelief. This fairy servant actually hurt her
The little white tiger broke free from Lu Wushuang's grasp, and quickly ran towards Xiaoyao.
"Hu'er, are you alright?" Xiao Yao asked worriedly, seeing a scar on the little white tiger's back, Xiao Yao felt extremely distressed.
"Wooooow." The little white tiger rubbed against Xiaoyao's arms a few times, telling Xiaoyao that it was fine.
Lu Wushuang reacted, "Bold Immortal Servant! How dare you hurt God!"
Xiao Yao said coldly, "You hurt me and Hu'er, why can't I fight back."
"I'm going to kill you!" Lu Wushuang was furious.
"Who does God Wu Shuang want to kill in my place?" Mo Rongzhan's deep voice came from behind.
Seeing Murong Zhan come back, Xiaoyao's eyes flashed joy.
"Young Emperor!" Lu Wushuang bowed, "You came just in time, this fairy servant is too rude, I am going to teach her a lesson so that she will not dare to come here to disturb you in the future."
Mo Rongzhan raised his eyes and saw the wound on Xiaoyao's shoulder, his dark eyes flashed with anger, "God Wushuang, who allowed you to teach her a lesson? Who told you that she is a fairy servant?"
Lu Wushuang was stunned for a moment. For the first time in hundreds of years, she saw Murong Zhan's expression other than indifference. What did he mean by that
"She... isn't a fairy servant, so who is it?" Lu Wushuang asked.
"Need to explain to you?" Mo Rongzhan asked coldly, "Get lost!"
Lu Wushuang's face turned white and red. Although the young emperor was indifferent to her before, he would never talk to her in such a tone.
Let alone tell her to go!
It was actually because of this stinky girl!
Who is she
"Young Emperor!" Lu Wushuang cried unwillingly.
"You hurt her?" Mo Rongzhan looked at the shocking scar on Xiaoyao's shoulder, suddenly grabbed Xiaoyao's arm, and threw out the Riding Sun Whip, leaving a blood-red scar on Lu Wushuang's shoulder.