I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 688: Senior sister's path (third update)

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Outside the city of Canglan, Morton's head was hung in the air to pay homage to the undead that filled the city.

More than a dozen surviving students were picked up by the staff of the executive department. After seeing that Morton's head, their hearts were untied. Some of them burst into tears, and some of them relaxed their bodies and passed out completely.

The dead are like this, in fact, facing the blood clan, or the snow girl, it is very normal to sacrifice.

This is the real world of cultivating immortals. It is impossible to be peaceful and happy forever. There are wars, big or small, everywhere.

The enemy has been eliminated, Anlin, Xu Xiaolan, Tina, Dabai, and the clown have returned to Huangquan City in a hurry.

At this time, the center of Kurosawa land.

The supreme palace of the blood race, the Palace of Life.

Morton's life jade token shattered into powder with a "click".

Boom! The red blood column broke through the top of the shrine again, and went straight to the sky.

An extremely angry voice spread across the land: "Who dares to kill my capable general?"

"I want its nine clans to turn into blood ghosts, and its sect to turn into a blood prison, condensing the souls of all people to torture them for millions of years!"

The craftsmen stared blankly at the blood column that soared into the sky, a mouthful of old blood choked in their chests.

The roof of the shrine, which had just been repaired a few days ago, exploded again!

Why did the emperor get angry so easily? The craftsman wants to cry but has no tears, he dares to be angry but dare not speak.

Morton is also a very famous power in the blood race, because he is extremely good at shadow killing, and he comes and goes without a trace. But it was such a powerful person who hung up neatly, and couldn't even release the news of asking for help. How could this make Emperor Yiden not be shocked

If it weren't for the fact that He Dao's great powers are naturally easier to sense, he would have thought that He Dao's great powers had intervened!

Every void-returning power is the top strength of the blood race, and in the past ten days, five of them have fallen, which is already traumatic for the blood race. For Emperor Yiden, it was even more hemorrhaging, because those five void-returning powers, including his son, were all capable generals under his command.

Fortunately, the blood clan gave birth to three holy sons this time. If the Holy Son develops well, maybe he can lead the blood clan to a new glory, which is why many blood clan bosses are not so panicked and heartbroken.

Of course, there is one exception, and that is Emperor Iden.

Eden counted, and there are four other returnees who can serve him...

He spat out another mouthful of old blood, and said angrily: "Heavenly Court, you bullied me too much!!"

Although the blood race was turbulent, An Lin and the others spent the remaining days peacefully.

The time for the final exam came, and everyone set off to return to campus.

Then came the commendation meeting for the final exam.

Anlin and his class were undoubtedly commended by the whole school for their terrible record.

This is still on the premise that the Heavenly Court covered up the death of **. If that incident is exposed again, it will not only be as simple as a commendation, but a huge sensation will occur in the entire Kyushu world.

However, in order to prevent Anlin from drawing hatred so much, this matter was well concealed. Only the five emperors of heaven, Lin Junjun, the head teacher, and Anlin's best friends knew about it.

At the commendation meeting, the school distributed a lot of elixirs, materials, and spirit stones to those who made meritorious deeds. However, for An Lin's huge wealth, it was nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

However, the three fourth-rank elixir stickers and one third-rank elixir sticker that Vice Principal Yuhua secretly slipped into An Lin were quite interesting.

That should be An Lin's reward for doing unknown things, everyone knows.

In this commendation meeting, apart from An Lin's outstanding performance this year, senior sister Liu's performance is also very dazzling.

In a key battle against Xuenv, she single-handedly cut off a logistics team of 3,000 people, beheaded three generals of Xuenv who had transformed into gods, and chased those 3,000 people for hundreds of miles until they were alarmed. Only then did he return with his sword after he met the lord of a certain holy palace.

The Executive Department of the Heavenly Court in the Extremely Cold Holy Land has already sent her an invitation. As long as she comes to work there, she can directly enjoy the general-level treatment. Many important departments of the Heavenly Court Headquarters also opened their doors to her.

But she still hasn't decided where to go.

On the forest path in Tianting, the breeze blows, and pieces of withered and yellow leaves swirl and fall in the air.

The path is covered with a yellow carpet of fallen leaves.

A delicate-looking woman in a pink and blue sailor suit was humming a song, and her footsteps lightly stepped on the yellow carpet, making a slight rustling sound.

Her pink hair has become a little longer, and a rare and smooth ponytail is tied up. As she walks forward, the ponytail is also swaying in a dynamic rhythm behind her, full of vitality.

"An Lin, An Lin... How do you think I should choose?" Her voice was crisp and sweet, her eyebrows were frowned, and her face was slightly sad, like a worried adolescent girl.

A tall and handsome man in white clothes followed the woman and rolled his eyes: "This is the fifth time you have asked me."

The woman next to An Lin was Liu Qianhuan who was about to graduate and was facing a major life decision.

"But the answers you give are different every time!" Liu Qianhuan glanced at An Lin reproachfully.

The sun shone through the gaps between the leaves and shone on the woman's white face like jade. There was a shimmer of light in her purple eyes. That coquettish appearance could fascinate countless male classmates.

An Lin sighed: "I suggest you go to the Executive Department, but you said it's too dangerous and you don't like fighting. I suggest you go to the Heavenly Court Headquarters. You said that your family has billions of dollars of property waiting for you to inherit it. Abandon the sect. I told you to go home, but you said that the people at home were impersonal. I suggested that you be a casual cultivator and be free, but you said you would be lonely... what else can I say?"

"Hmph! Who told you to answer so perfunctorily? Have you ever seriously thought about it from my perspective?" Liu Qianhuan stretched out her slender and straight legs, kicked An Lin's calf, and flattened her pink mouth. With an aggrieved face, Xuanran wanted to cry, "It's a pity that I still treat you as a friend, I'm leaving, and you are still so perfunctory to me..."

Seeing Liu Qianhuan's appearance, An Lin immediately faltered, and immediately comforted him: "Okay, okay, I'll be very serious now, and analyze it for you very sincerely, okay?"

"Hmph, that's what you said, don't play tricks!" Liu Qianhuan suddenly smiled, showing a beautiful and charming smile.

An Lin was shocked at the time, could this person change his face so quickly

The last second was still looking like he was about to cry, but this second it suddenly became sunny.

An Lin and Liu Qianhuan walked side by side, putting themselves in Liu Qianhuan's shoes.

The two get along on the trail, and there is a sense of youth and vitality in their comfort. This vitality comes from the woman's small movements from time to time to tease the man beside her.

For example, flicking An Lin's ear suddenly, or secretly cutting off a hair of An Lin with sword energy.

An Lin sometimes chooses to take revenge, but the woman dodges them with dexterous movements, causing bursts of laughter like silver bells.

The relaxed and joyful atmosphere is lingering with a touch of parting sorrow.

An Lin looked at the eccentric senior, thinking that this familiar friend would leave soon, from the bottom of his heart, he was reluctant to part with it.

He thought about it, and then spoke.

"Hey, senior sister, let me ask you the first question first. You have so much property in your family, so how much does it hold in your heart?"

(end of this chapter)