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Chapter 1201 My junior sister is the devil (3)

"Yes, Palace Master." The maid replied immediately.

"The palace lord's subordinates are going to prepare now."

The fact that the Palace Master intends to participate in the martial arts leader competition will inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

Especially those sects who believed that their daughters were the victims of the Palace Master.

Thinking of this maid, she frowned.

The Palace Master obviously didn't do anything, so why should he take such a big blame?
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The competition for the leader of the martial arts will be held ten days later.

After about five or six days, people from various factions will gather around the Sect Master's Mansion.

Although fighting in private is not allowed in these few days, it is not impossible to use the name of competition to test the opponent's strength.

After half a day, I planned to set off in five or six days.

In the past few days, Baisheng wanted to come to her several times, but was stopped outside the door.

So had to give up.

Half a day later, when he was about to leave, a maid suddenly came in to report.

"There is a person outside the palace lord's gate, and that person says he is your senior brother." The maid said respectfully.

"Brother?" Ban Jiu asked back.

She can be very sure that Yin Su does not have any senior brother in his memory.

The plot also doesn't say that the leader of the Demon Cult has a senior brother.

Could it be that the plot is broken?

"Let him in." Banjiu said.

"Yes, Palace Master."

The maid left the palace, and Bai Sheng was also staying in the palace at the moment, he couldn't help frowning as he watched the maid leave.

"Palace Master, the one who came outside must be a liar, right?"

Don't think about it, that brother must be a man, and now he is trying to gain the trust of the leader of the demon cult.

What if the man who appeared out of nowhere spoiled his plans?
"These are beyond your control." Ban Jiu slightly lowered his eyes, his voice was indescribably cool and pleasant.

Bai Sheng choked for a moment, unavoidably feeling resentment in his heart.

"Yes……"

The maid quickly came in, followed by a man in red.

When the man came in with a sword, the first thing he saw was his perfect face, his skin was like jade, the peach blossom eyes with naturally raised tails, and the extremely dark pupils, all of them were extremely perfect.

However, when the man turned his head slightly, the other half of his face was revealed.

This perfection was suddenly broken.

I saw a huge and hideous wound on the other side of the man's face.

As if caused by someone using a sharp weapon, the wound went directly from the forehead to the chin in a rounded arc, and the flesh was a little tumbling, just looking at it felt extremely horrifying.

"Why, little junior sister, are you scared?" The man's playful voice sounded.

He didn't seem to care about the wound on his face at all, and even deliberately exposed half of his face in front of him for a long time.

After watching for a few seconds in silence for a long time, "How did you get this wound?"

"How else can it come? Of course someone else made it up, otherwise I would have nothing to do."

The man sneered, sat down at random, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

But after only taking a sip, he frowned in distaste and let it go.

"But that man is much worse than me. He, the grass on the grave is more than two meters long."

It seemed that he was talking about something exciting, and his mood was very high.

I didn't speak for a long time.

The man raised Erlang's legs directly.

"Yin Su, the leader of the Demon Cult, right?"

"Come and call Big Brother."

He raised his eyes for a long time and glanced at him.

The man looked at him with a playful smile, the intact face on the left made people just glance at it, and couldn't help feeling admiration.

But when he looked at the other side, the wound that became more ferocious because of the smile made everyone break all their minds.

"What evidence is there?"

After she finished saying this, something was thrown from the man.

Throw it directly on the table in front of Ban Jiu.

After hanging down for a long time, I saw the words above.

Chu Mo.

There is also such a token, Yin Su, with the same texture and the same material, but the word Yin Su is written on it.

"Are you sure now?"

"If it wasn't for the old man who died and asked me to write a special letter, I wouldn't be bothered to come here."

He said shaking his upturned legs.

"But it's all here, according to the old man's words, I have to stay by your side for half a year, um..."

"In the past six months, I can promise you three things, and of course I have the right to refuse."

As he spoke, his smile grew brighter.

The faces on the left and right create a great visual conflict.

Bai Sheng just felt that he couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he simply turned his head away and stopped looking.

The maid kept her head down.

In this huge palace, only half a long time looked at him without changing his expression.

"Okay." Ban Jiu directly agreed.

"Then arrange a place for me. Let me tell you, brother, I am very picky. I don't like ordinary palaces."

He was laughing, making it difficult to hear whether he was serious or joking.

I ignored him for a long time, but directly ordered the maid to do it.

After the order is finished, the maid leaves.

When she looked at Chu Mo again, he was propping his chin with one hand, looking straight at her without any concealment.

"I'm planning to go to the martial arts leader." Ban Jiu said.

"Then let's go." Chu Mo said directly.

Bai Sheng sat on the sidelines and witnessed the whole process.

Seeing that this person received such treatment with only a token, he felt a little reconciled in his heart.

Even if he knew, this person might really be the senior brother of the leader of the Demon Cult.

—

To get ready to go, it is natural to pack some things.

Baisheng was afraid of being discovered, so he had to prepare even more.

So he immediately left with Ban Jiu, and then went to prepare by himself.

After the man left, Chu Mo looked at his back.

"It doesn't look like a good person." He muttered this sentence, the corners of his lips curled up, and the arc was full of ridicule.

Also because of his behavior, the scar on his face was even more hideous.

He didn't hear Banzhu's reply, so he couldn't help looking over.

It is rare to say a word.

"Little Junior Sister, you have to be careful in the future."

When he opened his mouth, he unconsciously carried it with amusement.

"Although senior brother, I will protect you now, but no one can protect you forever. Humans have to rely on themselves."

I glanced at him for a long time.

"I don't need anyone's protection."

Chu Mo just smiled and said nothing.

—

After getting everything ready, it's time to go.

Everything for half a day was prepared by the four maids around her.

Chu Mo was the only one among the crowd who didn't have to do anything.

When I saw him again after a long time, the other half of his face was covered with a mask.

The mask looked like strange-shaped lines, which just covered his wound and half of his face.

Now only the other side of the intact face is exposed. Looking at it from a distance, one feels that a gentleman is like jade, like jade.

Chu Mo leaned on the carriage and laughed when he saw her coming.

"Why, do you think I'm particularly handsome, brother?"

　Disfigurement is true, and it is also true that I don’t care about it now. It will be fine in the future, and it will not always be like this.

　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)