"Yo, then it seems that even if we die because of this, we have to burn high incense to thank you for giving us this chance to die?" Su Luo began to feel that there was something wrong with the girl's mind.
"Of course, my grandfather is in the city of purgatory... Hmph, you mortals!" The girl in purple slender pointed her finger at Su Luo and the others, "Hurry up and let me go! Otherwise, you are all dead!"
"Who is your grandfather?" Zi Yan asked curiously.
"Who is my grandfather, you have no right to know. Because I'm afraid that speaking out will scare you to death." The girl in Ziyi was proud and arrogant, and her attitude was very public and domineering.
"Yo, then you must tell us what it's like to be scared to death." Bei Chenying winked, making Su Luo almost laugh.
"You—hmph, since you want to know, let me tell you that my grandfather is the manager of Wuyou Pavilion!" The girl in purple sneered again and again, "Now you can let me go?"
A very strange expression appeared on Zi Yan's face, looking 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 you want to know you? How could I know the mortals outside of you?"
The disciple of the dignified Purgatory City Lord Lord, was depressed.
Zi Yan turned around silently, looked at Su Luo silently, and muttered silently: "Am I being... despised?"
"More than you are despised? I am despised even worse." Su Luo silently touched his chin, and then poked Zi Yan's arm: "By the way, where is the Wuyou Pavilion?"
"Worry-free Pavilion..." Zi Yan endured a few times, but didn't speak.
Who knows, the girl in purple burst into laughter, pointed at Su Luo, and said contemptuously, "How could you people from outside know the distribution of forces inside Purgatory City? Tell you mortals! The Wuyou Pavilion is Wuyou Pavilion. Fairy's residence!"
"Who is Fairy Wuyou?" Su Luo looked blank.
She remembered that Zi Yan had popularized some internal forces in Purgatory City in the spaceship before, but she did not mention the so-called Wuyou Pavilion, but seeing the girl in Ziyi despise them so solemnly, Su Luo felt that this Worry-free Pavilion, Worry-free Fairy, it should be very awesome.
"I haven't even heard of Fairy Wuyou, so you mortals are ignorant!" The girl in Ziyi was even more contemptuous. "Tell you, Fairy Wuyou, that is the closed disciple of the third elder, second only to Sheng Ziyan. Aunt!"
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"puff!"
"what!"
For a time, everyone burst out laughing in unison.
"Sage Zi Yan?" Su Luo gave Zi Yan a playful look, and when she saw that Zi Yan was almost mad, she smiled and fell on the girl in Zi Yan, "Who is this Saint Aunt Zi Yan? You know him? ?"
The girl in Ziyi despised Su Luo more and more, she sneered contemptuously with a look of contempt: "Zi Yan doesn't know, don't you think you mortals come to Purgatory City to seek death? This is the direct disciple of the Lord of the City. , the status is lofty and detached, how could I possibly know?"
"Oh, so you don't know each other." Su Luo coughed, trying to laugh but holding back.
"Hmph." The girl in purple snorted coldly. She hasn't passed the outer court assessment and entered the inner court, so naturally she doesn't know those high-ranking bigwigs.