Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 69

Many people speculated about the level of this woman's cultivation, but only a very small number of people withdrew their eyes and chose to avoid peeking at that beautiful face.

There is a little cinnabar between the woman's eyebrows, as if she was born with it, lining her fair cheeks like a red plum in the snow color, a stunning embellishment.

After getting the reserved room key from the shopkeeper, she turned her head and handed the key to a man and a woman who were also wearing white cloaks behind her.

"Junior Brother Jiang Ye, Junior Sister Meng Fu, you two take the disciples back to the room to rest first, and I will move on after the wind and sand have passed."

"Senior Sister Luo Yi, look at me, I'm so dirty." Jiang Ye took out a folding fan from nowhere, opened it with a swish, put on what he thought was the most charming smile, and rubbed it over.

It was resisted by Luo Yi with the hilt of his sword.

"Junior Brother Jiang Ye is self-respecting. If you want to take a bath, you have to pay for it yourself, I have no objection." With cold eyes and a calm tone, his eyes seemed to be looking at someone with a mental illness.

"Sao Bao." Meng Fu stood beside her, her face collapsed for some reason, and she reprimanded this sentence in a low voice.

The disciples after them all looked at their noses, their noses, their noses, their hearts, and their hearts, and the strongest one was no more than the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen.

"Okay, this time I brought the disciples out for the trial, not for you to have fun, Junior Brother Jiang Ye, you should take the lead and set an example." The corner of his eyes glanced, it was as cold as water.

It was obviously a serious tone, and Jiang Ye didn't dare to liven up the atmosphere any more. He sneered a few times, and then put the folding fan back.

The group stayed in the inn for the time being, and the wind and sand outside were getting bigger and bigger, but the foundation of the inn was solid enough, and before Luo Yi came in, he waved a layer of enchantment, which made him feel more at ease.

Of course, when they noticed the enchantment, some people would be afraid and surprised. This doll looks young, but it is actually a Nascent Soul, an elder-level figure.

Looking at the saber in his hand, he should still be a swordsman.

At night, the inn was about to close, but Xiaoer held the lamp, and through the wind and sand in the distance, he saw a figure approaching. He was wearing a moon-white robe, so he was more conspicuous in the night.

But what surprised Xiao Er was that in such a big wind and sand, the other party didn't even float up a piece of clothing, walking steadily, it seemed that there was a person on his back, and the goose yellow skirt could be vaguely seen.

It's a little girl.

While he was in a trance, someone who was still far away suddenly appeared in front of him. He was so frightened that Xiaoer squatted on the ground behind him, moved back a few steps timidly, and almost smashed the oil lamp in his hand. Dilute it to pieces.

"Is there still room?" Qing Ya's voice was particularly soothing, and Xiao Er was also a well-informed person. After being frightened, he immediately understood that these were two other cultivators.

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"The guest rooms are already full, and the shop is about to close. The monk should find another place."

"So, also." Stop.

"Huh? Master, have we arrived yet?" At this moment, Chu Xiaotao, who was sleeping in a daze, was stimulated by the fire, rubbed her eyes, and slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing what looked like an inn in front of her, she swept around and landed on Xiao Er who was staring at her in a daze.

Because she was lying on her stomach just now, she couldn't see her face clearly. Now when she raised her head, she could see her delicate face like a lotus flower, with a faint pink on her cheeks.

(End of this chapter)