Sister, look at him!

Chapter 131 The Evil Junior Sister of the Group-hating Senior Sister 12

Looking at the people crawling on the ground below, He Qingwan really wanted to wave her arms and say "Praise me", but she still had some rationality and forcibly restrained this immature behavior.

"I..." He Qingwan paused, then looked up at Xiao Hei who was hiding in the clouds not far away and holding a teleprompter, "I know you are suffering, so I will help you."

Xiao Hei quickly changed to another sign and held it high.

"We..." He Qingwan's eyes suddenly widened, and he frantically signaled Xiao Hei with his eyes.

Xiao Hei took down the sign and looked at it in confusion. [We, the demon race, are born strong...]

Oh, I got the wrong one.

Xiao Hei quickly wiped the words on the prompter board with his sleeve, then picked up a pen and wrote a few big words in a flamboyant style.

He Qingwan took a quick look and thought, is this kid smuggling something?

She glanced at Xiao Hei, who seemed to be feeling guilty, meaningfully, and said loudly, "You cultivators are no different from the demons."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar below.

"If your heart is stable, you can ascend." He Qingwan suddenly raised his voice, "But I will never tolerate those who fall into the devil!"

"Rumble--"

The bright sky seemed to be covered by an invisible giant hand. The world was in chaos. Purple lightning began to surge among the clouds, as if it was gathering strength.

"Edict!"

A cold shout came from He Qingwan's mouth, and the thunder as thick as a bucket fell down with a "boom".

Danfeng.

Guangbai was trying earnestly to persuade Xiaohuan to leave Xuantian with him. Xiaohuan sat there with her face in her hands, her little feet dangling from side to side.

"Oh, Master, just believe me. If His Highness says she can solve it, then she will definitely be able to solve it."

Xiaohuan was somewhat dissatisfied. Even her master couldn't say a bad word about His Highness!

"My little disciple, listen to my advice..." Guangbai was still trying to persuade Xiaohuan. But Xiaohuan jumped off the stool and rushed to the window as if she had seen some treasure, holding up something with her hands in the shape of a bowl.

"Master, look, it's His Highness's paper crane that transmits sound!"

Xiao Huan excitedly showed it to Guang Bai, and then began to listen eagerly, "Let me hear what His Highness said."

"Xiao Huan, raise your head and look upwards."

He Qingwan's deliberately gentle and sweet voice came out from the paper crane, and Xiaohuan subconsciously obeyed her command and raised her head.

A firework carved by lightning suddenly bloomed in the dark sky.

"This is……"

Xiaohuan unconsciously slowed down her breathing and stared at the sky without blinking.

One flower after another, continuously covering the entire sky.

Guangbai also saw this scene, and questions popped out of his mouth one after another, "Is this a thunderbolt?"

"How could there be a thunderbolt?"

"Who broke through?"

"No, that's not right. The thunder tribulation during a breakthrough doesn't look like this."

"Is this thunder more like fireworks?"

"No, no, no, how can the thunder be like..."

"Oh, Master, you talk so much!" Xiaohuan pushed Guangbai away, but her eyes still did not leave the sky full of "fireworks".

His Highness did not coax her, he really showed her the fireworks.

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Xiaotian: "God, in the northwest direction, a demon cultivator ran away."

He Qingwan: "Got it! I'll chop it!"

Xiao Hei: "God, there is a demon cultivator pretending to be dead under the mountain-guarding stone."

He Qingwan: "Got it! I'll finish him off right away!"

Xiaotian: "God, Zhengdong..."

He Qingwan: "Okay..."

Xiao Hei: "God, Southeast..."

He Qingwan: "...I understand."

Xiaotian: "God..."

He Qingwan: "......"

Xiao Hei: "God..."

He Qingwan: "......"

Xiaotian & Xiaohei: "God..."

He Qingwan: "......"

Damn, how can these demon cultivators run so fast!

He Qingwan is very annoyed.

……

In the upper world, a small border town.

A store called "Fu Sheng" suddenly appeared.

The shop door was closed. A nimble cat jumped out from the small door and stopped at the door, licking its paws.

"'Fusheng'! Yes, it's 'Fusheng'! 'Fusheng' has appeared!"

The man's loud voice echoed throughout the town.

Three days later.

The city gate.

The group stood in front of the carriage pulled by Qianli Jun to pay the fare for the trip.

"Oh, it's so expensive. How come it's twice as expensive as usual?" The girl in pink shirt and green skirt had rosy cheeks and was complaining with a frown on her face.

"How could this be?" The gentle woman in the green dress couldn't help but wonder, "Did you miscalculate the price?"

"That's right." The driver riding on Qianlijun explained to the two, "With the appearance of Fusheng, more people are coming and going. Naturally, the price of our carriages and horses will be raised according to market demand."

"You are breaking the law!" The girl was not convinced, "I will report you!"

"Oh my goodness!" The driver looked miserable. "This is all a decision made by the higher-ups. We are just the driver of a horse. It's useless for you to report me!"

"That's true..." The woman in the green dress sighed, "Forget it, Zhiyao, just give it to him."

Lou Zhiyao paid the money indignantly, "Sister Mengmeng, let's go!"

She pulled Jiang Meng towards the city gate.

There were three men standing there.

"Sister Zhiyao, you are too slow." The bronze-skinned man was careless, complaining but not resentful. "Xiao Chen and Wu Di are both going to bed."

"Don't mention Brother Song." Lou Zhiyao smiled sadly and held up her finger. "This is the amount of the fare this time."

Asong's eyes widened.

"Why doesn't he just go and grab it?!"

"Why don't you go and grab it!"

Similar words came out of different mouths.

Wu Di pinched his purse and pointed at the guards guarding the city, "This entrance fee is three times more expensive than before!!"

Xiao Chen calmly pressed down Wu Di's finger and clasped his fists to the helpless guard. "Sorry, could you please tell me the reason for the sudden price increase?"

The guards were also very annoyed, but they had no choice but to ask for a three-fold increase. "'Fusheng' has appeared, and many people have come to try their luck. Based on market demand, the city lord has slightly adjusted the entrance fee."

Is it based on market demand?

Lou Zhiyao's fists hardened. "Aren't you afraid that we will complain and report you?!"

"Little girl, this is the first time you've heard of 'Floating Life'." The person in line behind laughed, "In the past hundreds of thousands of years, every time 'Floating Life' appears, the town where it is located will definitely raise prices. This has become a tradition and no one cares."

"Forget it." Xiao Chen stopped Lou Zhiyao who wanted to continue arguing, "Every city has its own rules."

With trembling hands, Wu Di took out the entrance fee for five people and handed it to the guard. He beat his chest and stamped his feet, then cried to the sky.

Asong thought he was embarrassing, so he picked him up, put him on his shoulders and carried him away.

As soon as you enter the city, you will see tents and beds everywhere, making it difficult to find a place to stay.

"Wu Di, your letter!"

The nimble bird threw a letter to Wu Di from the air, and at the same time took out a Qiankun bag, "The letter is payable on delivery, please pay."

Wu Di: “…”

He put the money into his Qiankun bag while cursing.

"Remember to give me a five-star rating, dear." The bird flew away.

"Whose letter is it?" Lou Zhiyao leaned over curiously.

"My disciple in the lower world." Wu Di opened the envelope and scanned it quickly. When he saw the last date, he couldn't help but curse, "The expedited package dated August 25th was only delivered to me in September. Damn the flying bird scene! The price is almost as high as a bluebird picking up a branch, and this is how fast it's going?! I want to complain!"

"It must be because it was stuck during a special period." Jiang Meng comforted Wu Di, "This place is different from the lower world. There are many rules. We have walked for three thousand years and still haven't walked through the entire continent. Maybe there are things we don't know..."

"A box of Rouge Twelve? This is five times higher than the market price! Are you crazy about money?!"

"Bah, poor bastard, buy it if you want!"

Two fierce voices immediately started to curse at each other.

Jiang Meng clenched his hands, his eyes burning with anger, "You are right, we must file a complaint!!!"

A box of rouge for twelve? How dare they do that!!!