Miss Nine

Chapter 688 She is not reconciled! (four more)

"I really didn't expect my uncle to become a saint so quickly." Mo Kuang said with emotion.

My grandfather said that my uncle's talent is definitely the most outstanding among all uncles, but my uncle is lazy by nature, never takes cultivation seriously, and has little understanding of Daoyun, and I am afraid that he will not be able to enter it before he is a hundred years old. Transformation holy land.

However, now this time is fully advanced by several decades, which can really be regarded as a miracle.

"He is just lazy by you, just throw it out and let him play by himself." Gu Jiuli said casually.

"No, you changed him. It's not the first time that you have thrown him outside the clan, but this time is different. When my uncle returned to the clan half a year ago, everyone noticed that he was different from before." Mo Kuang He shook his head and said.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, Gu Jiuli stopped talking, and the two of them stood quietly in front of Mo Qingyu.

Half an hour later, Gu Jiuli suddenly raised his head.

"What's wrong?" Mo Kuang asked suspiciously.

"The one who should come will always come, this time I can't avoid it." Shaking his head, Gu Jiuli said helplessly.

Not long after Gu Jiuli finished speaking, two figures, one light blue and one light yellow, jumped in.

As if they didn't expect to meet someone this time, Mo Ruoli and Mo Qingqian didn't realize it for a moment.

"Fourth son, young lady." Mo Qingqian was the first to come back to his senses, and saw the woman bowed and saluted with a smile.

"Fourth young master, little...Miss." Biting his lips, Mo Ruoli finally bowed reluctantly.

There is a distinction between superiority and inferiority, and a clear lineage. This is even stricter in the Shenyin Clan than in the outside world. No matter how unwilling and disdainful you are in your heart, with Mo Kuang present, Mo Ruoli has no choice but to bow his head.

"They are all here to cultivate, so there is no need to be too formal." Mo Kuang nodded and said lightly.

"Eighth Young Master, is this, transformed into a saint?" Mo Qingqian was a little surprised when he soon noticed Mo Qingyu's situation.

"That's right." Without any intention of hiding anything, Mo Kuang nodded and said.

After getting an affirmative answer, Mo Ruoli and Mo Qingqian were even more surprised.

Who in the Shenyin Clan does not know that the eighth young master of the youngest direct descendant is notoriously lazy. He suddenly worked hard for half a year and everyone was shocked. It has only been a short year since he entered the clan land that he turned into a saint Yes, if you say this, it will definitely scare a lot of people!
Surprised, Mo Ruoli couldn't help feeling resentment in his heart.

After spending a whole year, the two of them only found seven sources of profound energy. So far, her and Qingqian's strengths are still at the Great Perfection of the Lingtian Realm, and there is still a long way to go from the Holy Transformation Realm.

And what about these three?
I don't know how many sources of profound power these three people refined to achieve such a major breakthrough!
In Mo Ruoli's view, the fact that Gu Jiuli and the others were able to find the source of profound energy first must be because the patriarch opened the back door and told these people a lot of news that the tribe didn't know. How could she not be jealous? become crazy...

The direct line is the direct line after all, there is always someone who takes care of everything for them!

Several people exchanged a few more words of courtesy and then stopped talking. Mo Qingyu's breakthrough had reached the last moment.

A pair of deep phoenix eyes passed over Mo Ruoli and the two without a trace, but Gu Jiuli's gaze stayed on Mo Qingqian more.

A girl in a light green dress, with a beautiful appearance and a slender figure, exudes an ethereal aura all over her body. She is like a lotus flower blooming in an empty valley, which makes people feel their hearts at a glance. Have a good impression.

Gu Jiuli blinked his eyes in some confusion. The appearance of these two people is quite comparable, but if you want to talk about temperament, this Mo Qingqian is better than Mo Ruoli by a few margins. It is obviously the opposite temperament. And Xinxing, how did these two people get together?

"Miss' aura doesn't seem to have changed. Miss, doesn't she practice?" After a moment of silence, Mo Ruoli couldn't help it, and asked in a soft voice, seemingly puzzled.

"I don't really need the things in the Xuanxiu area. They are more useful to my brother-in-law and fourth brother." Gu Jiuli replied flatly.

"I don't really need it? This source of profound energy is only available in my Shenyin Clan's land. How many people dream of refining one, does the young miss even look down on these?" Mo Ruoli frowned. She pursed her lips in surprise.

Glancing at this pretentious woman lightly, Gu Jiuli lost all desire to strike up a conversation.

I don't know what this person wants to express. Is it really not difficult to talk a lot of nonsense?

"Be quiet, don't let Uncle break through." Sensing the impatience in Gu Jiuli's eyes, Mo Kuang immediately stepped forward and blocked Gu Jiuli behind him.

"It's Ruoli Menglang." After biting the tip of his tongue forcefully, Mo Ruoli leaned forward and took a step back.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Mo Kuang who was protecting the girl behind him like a calf, and Mo Ruoli clenched his fingers tightly.

She lost this contest before it even started, and everything was unequal.

It's just that she is not reconciled.

She is not willing to be submerged in the crowd like this, she is not willing to become an ordinary side branch who will never make it to the top, she is not willing to be defeated by an identity when she is obviously no worse than others!
Even if she is smashed to pieces, she still has to earn a living!
(End of this chapter)