Hearing this, the steward's jaw was about to drop in astonishment.
The old man didn't seem to expect such a result, he froze, his eyes widened, and he looked straight at Helian Weiwei: "Why?"
"There is no reason." Helian Weiwei put down the long whip in her hand slowly, took the bank note and left, regardless of the reaction of the people behind her.
The old man's face was rigid, obviously he hadn't recovered from being rejected, he didn't know how to describe his current mood, shock, reluctance, coupled with the remorse he couldn't ask for, made him suddenly cry out: "Guan Zhang, don't leak anything about what you saw today."
"Yes." Steward Zhang nodded quickly. Although he didn't know why Tu Lao's expression suddenly became so serious, as the steward of the Phoenix Tower, the only thing he had to do was to learn to keep it secret.
The old man glanced at the "Nine Curved Silver Whip" on the stone table, stooped to put it away, wrapped it in a black cloth, and said, "That's it, you will take over the next test, I'm going to A trip to the Supreme Master."
"Ah?" Steward Zhang looked at the back of the old man leaving in a hurry, he was dumbfounded, he was just a steward, and he couldn't tell who had the qualifications for martial arts!
"Tu Lao, Tu Lao!"
Guanshi Zhang trotted all the way and shouted, but he couldn't call back the old man's gaze.
Now in the old man's mind, he only thinks about how to win that girl over. With such an extraordinary talent, he is simply a natural martial artist. If people from other sects know about this, there will be a lot of heroes, so he must as soon as possible Find the Supreme Master and have a good discussion...
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"Look, that trash is out!"
"How long did it take? Could it be that he was kicked out by Tu Lao?"
"Haha, it's very possible. Tu Lao's temper is not very good. There are few martial arts seedlings in the first place, and this trash still comes to join in the fun. It's normal for someone to be kicked out."
No matter how mocking the surroundings were, Helian Weiwei's expression did not change the slightest, just like when she first entered, she was as careless as she was when she first entered, and she knew that there would be no good results at a glance.
Everyone was gloating, and even more determined what they thought in their hearts, they didn't even look at Helian Weiwei after that, she was just a waste, not worth their effort at all.
However, they don't know that it is the trash in their mouth that has won the "summoning order"...
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Deep in the heart of Zhanlong Empire, there is an ancient palace lying across from east to west. The palace is burning with fine orchid incense, and the white mist is faint, making people fall asleep.
The palace man hung up the silver embroidered silk curtain, gently opened the incense burner, added some spices with a golden spoon, and then quietly retreated.
Baili Jiajue was lying on his side in the red sandalwood gilded soft chair, with his elbows resting on the back of his head, his long dark hair like a demon night spread out with his posture, and hit the ancient scroll dragged by his left hand.
The handsome maids on both sides squatted beside him holding good incense, but the maids were wearing a little too thin, and the red bellybands inside could be faintly seen.
Baili Jiajue sneered, and kicked over the low-footed smoker with a bang!
"Get out!" The deep voice was extremely cold, and it was piercingly cold in the empty hall.
The two maids glanced at each other, staggered tremblingly at Baili Jiajue's feet, and grabbed the corner of his robe with one hand: "Your Highness, what did this servant do wrong, you can correct it..."
The woman raised her head, with a small face as big as a palm, and a pair of water-like autumn eyes glistening with tears, her eyelashes were long and slapped down like a fan.
No matter how decent men are, they can't resist such a temptation.
But Baili Jiajue is not another man!
Just when one of the maids was about to fall into his arms, a silver light flashed.
The palace maid tilted her forehead, and the corners of her mouth became frighteningly bloodshot.
"Fix it." Baili Jiajue ordered in a calm voice.
Within a quarter of an hour, there was no longer a redundant maid in the palace.
The shadow who carried out the order stood behind Baili Jiajue with an ice knife in his hand, watching the scene with numb eyes.
Baili Jiajue sneered, untied his sleeves slowly, and threw away the robe: "Take it and burn it."
"Yes." Shadow bowed his head respectfully, he had expected this kind of result as early as the beginning, his master's coat was usually not allowed to be touched by anyone.
It seems that except for the young lady from Helian's family, no one has been able to get close to the master.
However, if it wasn't for that young lady who provoked the master so boldly, perhaps the master would have slaughtered her long ago, and keeping her now is entirely because of the master's unique taste...
Shadow looked at his master's sinister smile, and threw the expensive coat into the stove with chills, and began to mourn for a certain woman, hoping that she would not die too badly in the future...
The fire was burning brightly, and there was a sound outside.
"Stinky boy, don't pretend to be absent for the old man. The old man knows that you are inside! If you are capable, come out to the old man, and the old man will accept you as a disciple now!"
Shadow heard the movement outside, with a paralyzed expression of "No way, it's coming again", and hurriedly asked someone to prepare clothes, and put them on for his master first.
Baili Jiajue was not in a hurry, took the shirt, turned the sleeves with his fingers, and buttoned the buttons one by one, without any influence from the outside world.
"Stinky boy!" An old man rushed in from the outside, wearing a fluffy white fur robe, and panting, "I knew it, you must be there!"
Baili Jiajue ignored him, he didn't even lift his eyelids, but the coldness in his eyes made the old man swallow involuntarily.
He took a steady breath, and changed into a sincere tone: "My teacher made a divination for you yesterday, and if the divination doesn't show up for three days, you will meet someone in your life... hey, hey, don't drag me, Pull me again, I'm angry!"
"Supreme!" Shadow lowered his voice and winked at the country's most respected martial artist, not for anything else, but for fear that his master would be unhappy and beat him to death!
The old man threw him away, pointed at the hall and howled: "Stinky boy, what the old man said is true. If the red luan moves, there will be great disasters. If you still want to maintain your freedom, please worship me immediately." Master, this old man can explain the hexagram for you!"
"Go, go." A gloomy and dark voice echoed from the hall, as if countless sharp and thin ice knives were brewing, which could cut his throat at any time.
It's chilling!
The tone raised by the old man immediately faltered, and his neck shrank back: "Well, even if you don't want to worship the old man as a teacher, you should come back to Tianbai Academy to practice. If you don't come to class, the old man will clear your grades!" Said Done, trot away.
In the dark, the eunuchs standing aside to serve were covered with cold sweat on their foreheads, their hands were trembling and frightened, and they didn't even look up.
Watching the old man leave, Baili Jiajue didn't stop him. He stood up from the wooden couch with one hand on the handle of the chair, and slowly raised his pure black fur cape. His long and narrow phoenix eyes seemed to have discovered A sliver of fun in a boring life, getting deeper and deeper, more and more evil...
"The red luan's star is moving? Heh, this hall wants to see how the dead Hongluan still moves."