Master Salted Fish took me to lie down like a boss

Maybe it's because You Sang's eyes are too sincere and his tone is so flattering, maybe it's because Wen Xue's last two self-destructive sentences are particularly ferocious, but Xia Lan, who is still in a state of rage, actually prefers You Sang.

She glanced at Yusang, "Did you really realize from the beginning that she was here to make Tizuko laugh?"

You Sang, who kept casting mental spells on Xia Lan to enhance her psychological suggestion, smiled and said, "Of course, I knew about it from the beginning of her arrival."

When Xia Lan turned her eyes again, she looked at the person in the distance with eyes full of hatred.

Yu Sang is satisfied.

In a high corner booth in the distance, two people wearing purple masks had a clear view of the candidates' farce.

Although both of them are roughly wearing purple masks, they are different in subtle ways. One is pure purple, while the other has a trace of red in one corner.

"The person you selected this time is quite interesting." Red Palace Shura, who was wearing a mask with a hint of red, looked back and said with a half-smile.

Even though her voice was masked, she could still hear a hint of mature charm.

"Don't use charm on me in the future. I can't promote you, you have to use it on him." Zidian Shura said dryly and pointed at it.

"I am born with this." Red Palace Shura was not annoyed even after being exposed, and his voice became more pleasant, "You said that King Shura actually handed over most affairs to the Holy Son for this retreat, and the position of Shura Dharma Protector is vacant. King Shura They sent both of us out again, isn’t it a bit..."

Speaking of this, she didn't say any more. Now the Shura Palace is like the Holy Son's one-word hall. I don't know how the other party gained the trust of King Shura. In just a few years, he has reached a position where one person is lower than ten thousand people.

"What's the matter?" Purple Palace Shura glanced at Red Palace Shura, and relaxed his words slightly, "Don't look at appearances when doing things. We worked so hard to choose a saint here. Aren't we just obeying King Shura's order? Saint It’s the same color mask as the one worn by the Holy Son.”

Red Palace Shura's brows jumped, "You mean?"

"It doesn't matter what I say. Didn't you also include your niece this time? Are you so sure that a saint will be selected this time?" Zidian Shura looked at the other party with a half-smile.

The Red Palace Shura was not embarrassed by being exposed. She did not hide it deliberately, "I don't know whether to choose a saint. Anyway, if one is not chosen, then the saint will not be called the saint. Instead, he will be called the saint. Little King Shura."

"It's useless for you and me to think too much. The test later is the most important thing." Purple Palace Shura said as he walked away with Red Palace Shura.

"I heard that the person from Huaisang City used a lot of elixirs to heal and reshape the body some time ago. Among them, the elixirs for burns were the most used. Do you think that person was injured?"

"Someone has already tested it. He was not injured. He is still very strong, so strong that it is intimidating."

It wasn't until the voice completely disappeared within the range of the mental power that You Sang reluctantly withdrew the mental power. Even further away, she was not sure that she could overhear their conversation without the two of them noticing. With the blessing of masks, the people in Shura Hall are not particularly weak in mental strength.

Everything in the world follows a mantis chasing a cicada and an oriole behind it. You Sang, who is both a cicada and an oriole, frowned slightly and began to carefully analyze the conversation he just overheard in his heart.