Then he pointed to a small room on the left.
"That's Miss Luo's new bedroom! There's nothing else, I'll be leaving first!" They said, without giving Luo Liyan any time to react, they turned and left.
The rules of the Devil's Cult are a little too strict, right? !
That Shangguan Zizhuo is really difficult to serve!
Luo Liyan curled her lips in disgust, and walked towards her new bedroom with her little baggage.
Pushing open the door, the luminous pearls hanging on the wall are as big as fists.
Like a candle, it lit up the whole room.
"Fuck! This Demon Cult is too rich, isn't it?!" Luo Liyan exclaimed.
Throwing the burden on the soft couch casually, she was very excited to appreciate that everything in her house was lined up.
A screen with gold thread embroidery - worth a hundred gold.
The decoration of huanghuali wood is worth thousands of gold.
There is also a guqin.
Looking at the engraving of the ancient Chinese characters on the corner, it must be a valuable guqin.
"Tsk tsk tsk!" Luo Liyan shook her head, touching things here and there in admiration.
Just about to try the timbre of the guqin, the window was suddenly pushed open at this moment, and a black shadow flashed in.
It is still the person who delivered the letter for the original owner of the body last time.
It's really a bit of a lingering taste.
Luo Liyan curled the corners of her lower lips coldly, and looked at him with her arms around her chest.
"Why are you here again? Didn't I tell you, don't come to me if there is no serious matter?!" She questioned with disgust.
But that person looked at her with contempt.
"Luo Liyan, don't you look at the glory and wealth in front of you and forget at whose hands your parents died tragically! Don't forget that without the leader of the martial arts, you would have died a long time ago!"
"So you're here to warn me now?!" Luo Liyan raised her eyebrows, and looked at the other party with a funny face, thinking that his head might be a little out of control.
Now the spies sent to the Devil's Cult by the martial arts are decent, and they are the best.
They want to do things by themselves, shouldn't they coax themselves in a good voice? !
If you threaten yourself now, you are not afraid that if you are really shaken, you will rebel? !
"I'm just reminding you, don't forget your identity!" The man's face became even uglier.
"You are not my master, and you are not from the same school as me. What qualifications do you have to accuse me here?!" Luo Liyan leaned on the pillar, and looked up and down the clothes on the man, " Why, is it possible that I, like you, is a fourth-class guard to prove my loyalty to decentness?!"
"I... I didn't mean that, I just..." The man couldn't continue speaking, and a look of shame appeared on his face.
In fact, the few male disciples they sneaked into the Devil's Cult this time had some personal relationships on weekdays.
Naturally, he knew the scene of the little girl rolling around in the hall, and even more that she was being held up to beg for mercy, which was heard by everyone in the Demon Cult.
Although it was to save their lives, it was too detrimental to their martial arts integrity.
It is undeniable that the little girl in front of him is the closest to Shangguan Zizhuo's upright spies in the martial arts in the past ten years.
But since ancient times, women have always stumbled in love, and they are also afraid that the hope they finally saw will be delayed in love.