After dressing up as a sadistic female supporting role, I was spoiled by the villains

Chapter 217 Master is the most beautiful man in the world of cultivation
Shen Yuan lifted up a quilt to cover him, but felt it was useless and took it off again.

The hair on Luo Beixiao's chest was blown up by the wind brought by the quilt. Shen Yuan saw that it was in the way and pushed it to his shoulders.

Being so close, it was the first time that she felt that a man's face was so impactful.

She had read in books that her master was the most handsome man in the world of cultivation. She really didn't feel anything bad about living with him in the past years.

Thinking about it carefully, she didn't know what to do.

There is nothing wrong with Luo Beixiao's face. He is so handsome.

Shen Yuan looked away twice.

I was thinking about what to do with this clone of Master in the future.

I had just impulsively cut off the connection between the clone and the master's main body. It was simply because I was not prepared to be recognized by the man.

Now she knows that there is a high possibility that the other party will not accept Su Lan as his disciple, which means that everything that will happen in the book will probably not happen again.

Even if she returns to Shangqing Peak, she will not be disturbed by the master-student relationship between the man and Su Lan.

She didn't need to hide anymore.

Perhaps she had no intention of turning back. She had avoided him to this point. If she suddenly revealed her identity or returned suddenly, Shen Yuan was not mentally prepared to face the man's questioning.

Outer room
The woman lay on her back on the bed, her fox eyes blankly staring at the roof.

What do I need to prepare?
Why is she afraid of men's disappointed looks?
Shen Yuan took out the mask and covered her face. After all these years of living, this was the first time she had been so entangled.

Wait for her to think of a perfect reason.

Shen Yuan thought to escape herself.

Qixingshan

When the man in the cold pool noticed that one of the clones outside had disappeared, he just frowned slightly.

He released many clones.

This one is already the second one that has lost contact with him.

Although Luo Beixiao is the best swordsman in the world of cultivation, he has made countless enemies over the past hundreds of years.

Normally, those people were unable to do anything to him either because they were afraid or because they couldn't see him at all, especially the demon cultivators who came out of the Northern Territory.

Now that I have seen his weak clone, it makes sense to attack him.

Luo Beixiao's clones had different strengths and weaknesses. He didn't care about the ten years and hundreds of years of cultivation. He just wanted to find his young apprentice.

The man felt the pain caused by the spell and imagined the days he spent with his young master on the cliff of Qixing Mountain.

He is addicted.

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Sioux City
The woman in yellow shirt held the swaddled baby in her arms and stepped into a hospital again.

He was kicked out within half a quarter of an hour.

"Come on, let's go, our Su Medical Center won't save demon cultivators!"

"Doctor, please take a closer look, my young master is not a demon cultivator, he is just——"

"Go away, your eyes are this color. It must be a magic weapon with a suppressive aura. If you don't leave it, be careful and I will take the magic weapon from you! Let's go!"

With a bang, the boy closed half of the door.

His voice still came from the facade: "A demonic cultivator wants to come to the spiritual cultivation site to ask for medicine. It's really embarrassing for them."

The woman held the baby and turned to leave with her head lowered.

He has searched so many medical clinics these days, none of them are willing to treat His Highness after seeing his eyes.

magic repair?

In their upper realm, demonic cultivators and spiritual cultivators all coexist peacefully. Why is there such serious conflict in the lower realm?

Thinking of the boy's cursing words just now, the woman's eyes flashed with the depth of the danger of death.

(End of this chapter)