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Chapter 708 Fairy Demon (18)

Ah, he is so hot, he is ashamed to face people.

The nephew covered his face, silently spurning himself.

Fortunately, we soon reached the main peak.

The flying sword landed straight on the square of the main peak. As expected, the place was very lively with people coming and going.

But the world of cultivating immortals is full of handsome men and beautiful women, which are quite seductive.

Tangxi jumped off the flying sword and looked around curiously.

As everyone knows, she also attracted the attention of many people.

Of course, it wasn't because they recognized Tangxi's identity at a glance. The reason why everyone noticed her was that she came by rubbing against the flying sword of her nephew.

Although the nephew is nothing in Tangxi, he is just a junior.

But in fact, in the nephew's generation, he is a veritable big disciple, the only disciple who is the most proud of the master.

Whether it is talent or what, he is the best in this generation, otherwise he can't become the big brother of this generation.

The nephew is good-looking and has a gentle personality, so he is very popular with female disciples.So a strange woman got down from the flying sword of his nephew, and people couldn't help but think about it.

Looking at her many eyes, more than half belonged to the female monks, and they were unabashedly hostile.

Tangxi: ...

Did she offend anyone when she first came here?
The eyes of the people around here seemed to want to eat her.

So scared!
Tangxi patted her heart, her eyes wide open, with a timid expression.

But the next moment she reacted again.

The master is not here, so she made this appearance for the ghosts to see.

Then, she instantly recovered her facial expression.

Those who were lucky enough to witness this series of wonderful face-changing stunts:  …

what's going on?
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but the approaching footsteps stopped.

I have to say that Tangxi's cold face is still very scary.

After all, he is Wusheng himself, and there is still a bit of Wusheng's hostility in his bones.

Don't look at only one point, but it belongs to the Demon Lord. Just a little bit is enough to shock countless people.

Even if the group in front of them are all serious monks, it is no exception.

Feeling that the secret hostility had disappeared a lot, Tangxi was satisfied.

She patted her nephew on the shoulder: "Nephew, didn't you say you came to see my uncle, take me there quickly."

Seeing her familiar posture, many hostile eyes disappeared again.

But at the same time, there are also more unkind eyes hidden in the dark, not exposed.

Tangxi didn't care either.

She is now a golden elixir, a golden elixir!
There are only a few people at the same level as her, and Nascent Soul is the elder peak master of the sect or something, and they know her identity, so how dare they come to trouble her.

The only ones who can be hostile to her are these little brats who don't even have golden cores.

Who is afraid of who!
The nephew didn't know about his uncle, a playwright, and he had already thought so much in a blink of an eye.

He took a step back respectfully, making an inviting gesture.

"Uncle, please come with me, Master and the others are waiting for you in the conference hall."

NS?
Tangxi noticed this word keenly.

"Is there anyone else there?" she asked as she walked.

"Yes." Martial nephew nodded: "Master and master attach great importance to you, uncle, so we decided to discuss together how to teach you the cultivation experience of the golden core stage."

There was envy in the nephew's eyes.

That's so much power, the ancestors of the tribulation stage, the masters of the distraction stage, and the uncles of the Nascent Soul stage.

They all come from life and death, and the experience is unrivaled.

So many people provide experience together, it will benefit a lot.

Uncle Master will not have to take detours in the future, and he will be able to walk smoothly.

Although he is also a person who has been taught by his master, he still cannot compare with his master.

Uncle's luck is really the best in the world.

First, he met his uncle and became his only direct disciple, the future heir of Luoxing Peak.

Now that he is favored by so many big bosses, this life is a mess, right?
Fortunately, he used to be complacent about his talent and luck.

The nephew was envious and jealous, but Tangxi behind him was not so happy.

Instead, he felt a little heavy, and his steps slowed down.

If she was just an ordinary human being, she would naturally be happy to get such a great opportunity, and she could accept it with confidence and grow up with confidence.

However, she is not.

She is a demon, half of the blood in her body comes from humans, and half of the blood comes from demons.

According to the plot, she will always reveal her identity, return to the demon race, stand on the opposite side of humans, stand on the opposite side of the world of cultivating immortals, and stand on the opposite side of... Shengxianmen.

Knowing their future ending and position, Tangxi resented having too much involvement with members of the Shengxian Sect except Xing Luochen.

Especially by their favor and their care and love as elders.

The more so.If we get the truth in the future, there will be much pain between each other.

Tangxi would also feel guilty, full of guilt.

Sometimes, things that were originally very simple will become complicated once they are given something else.

It's a dilemma.

Tangxi had made up her mind a long time ago. In order to feel sorry for each other in the future, it is better to make a clear distinction from the beginning.

They are them and she is her.

She just came here for Xing Luochen, she only needed to be involved with Xing Luochen.

It's not good for other people to be involved and suffer innocently.

Thinking of this, Tangxi suddenly stopped.

The nephew realized that she hadn't followed after walking a certain distance.

"Master?" He hurried back, "Why didn't you leave?"

"I, can I not go?" Tangxi staggered his hands together, his big eyes were foggy, looking pitiful, nervous and frightened visible to the naked eye.

"??" Martial nephew wondered: "Why not go, what a great opportunity, it would be a pity to miss it."

"But, I'm nervous, I'm afraid." Tangxi lowered her head, sobbing softly: "There are so many powerful people, if I accidentally offend them, they will definitely beat me. I won't go! "

Tangxi gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, and she made a firm gesture.

To be honest, such a person who obviously has a good opportunity but doesn't cherish it will be beaten to death in the cultivation world.

But the only one who knows this is his nephew, his nephew has a gentle temperament, although...although he also thinks so, his character and identity do not allow him to do such outrageous things.

"Are you really not going?" The nephew couldn't help asking again.

There was inevitably some distress in his eyes, he was feeling sorry for the great opportunity that was lost by Tangxi, he was feeling sorry for Tangxi, and he was feeling sorry for himself.

Why wasn't he the one chosen? If he had such a good opportunity, he would definitely rather die than let it go.

"Don't go, don't go." Tangxi shook her head like a rattle, full of resistance: "I want you to go."

Nephew: ...

He thought, this is not to give it.

Scratching his head depressedly, he looked at Tangxi tangledly, and then at the hall not far away shrouded in clouds and mist.

(End of this chapter)