Upon transmigration, Shen Sui's first task was to repair her thatched hut.
Shen Sui: Thanks for the invite, now I can mend and patch for another three years.
For the dignity of a tr...
Before the man in gray could think it through, many people came towards Chen Sui, so the man in gray hurriedly said, "I'll come to see you in the evening," and disappeared from the spot.
Chen Sui continued to look at the rare treasures in front of him as if nothing had happened.
This golden bell magic weapon is so beautiful. Although the pattern is quite complicated, the color is dazzling, which makes her very excited. Come to think of it, the last time she saw a similar bell magic weapon was when she stepped on it casually in the secret realm... and finally gave it to someone else as a favor.
"Hey, ugly one."
Chen Sui began to think about how to trick Shen Xinglan into buying the bell magic weapon in front of him.
"Ugly thing, don't you have ears?"
The next second, Shen Sui was pushed to the ground and scratched his wrist.
Looking at the blood on his wrist, Shen Sui, who was pushed to the ground, slowly raised his head, then narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who pushed him.
A handsome young man in royal blue clothes stood in the backlight and glanced at her arrogantly: "What are you looking at, ugly thing? If you weren't blocking my junior sister's way, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you."
Damn, my hands are itchy.
Chen Sui felt that the dozen or so divine swords in his mind were beginning to stir.
Before she could pull out one of the magic swords and chop the idiot in half, she saw the idiot suddenly scream and fall straight down. A dazzling magic sword pierced his shoulder blade directly, and the people around him hurried to support him.
Chen Sui followed the direction of the magic sword and saw Shen Xinglan standing not far away, looking as cold as ice.
Well, Shen Sui lay down with peace of mind. If the really awesome guy came, she wouldn't have to do anything. If that idiot didn't die, she would take the surname Shen Xinglan, hehe.
Shen Xinglan walked over quickly, put away the Sun Sword, and then stretched out his hand to Shen Sui who had just lay down. Shen Sui blinked, then stretched out his blood-stained hand to Shen Xinglan.
Shen Xinglan deliberately avoided the scratch on Shen Sui's wrist. He pinched Shen Sui's arm, and Shen Sui stood up with the help of his strength, then patted his butt which might be covered with dust with his other intact hand.
"Does it hurt?" Shen Xinglan whispered.
Chen Sui knew that the time had come to test her acting skills. She curled her lips, her eyes turned red, and she cried out very skillfully, which stunned the people on the other side who wanted to angrily question Shen Xinglan.
Many people gathered around Jubaoxuan.
Chen Sui was crying breathlessly, and she said with tears in her voice: "Brother, I was just standing here looking at a bell magic weapon that I like, and then this person came over and called me ugly for no reason. I didn't want to pay attention to him, and he pushed me to the ground without saying a word... "
More and more people gathered around, and the discussions became louder and louder. Shen Sui's crying made the other party's face become very ugly, but the other party could not refute it, because Shen Sui was telling the truth, and the people present were not blind.
"So, you deserved that sword strike earlier," Shen Xinglan said with a cold expression, looking down at the young man whose shoulder blade he had stabbed. His words chilled him to the bone. "I'm looking forward to seeing your face again next time."
Several people left in a hurry and panic. When the crowd dispersed, they still looked at Shen Xinglan with extremely frightened eyes.
Shen Xinglan ignored these gazes calmly. He pulled up Shen Sui's injured wrist, then took out a jade bottle from the mustard bracelet and gently sprinkled powder on the abrasion. Soon, Shen Sui felt the abrasion was cool and very comfortable.
"Well, my tears were worth it." Chen Sui sniffed. She could see that the thing Shen Xinglan took out was worth enough to buy her several lives.
After Shen Xinglan let go of his hand, he looked up at the girl in colorful clothes. Although she looked a little embarrassed, she rubbed her still red eyes with her uninjured hand, and then showed a look of disgust, which made Shen Xinglan laugh. He reached out and gently tucked the hair that fell on Shen Sui's ear behind his ear.
"There are many people here. He must be backed by a relatively powerful sect. The Immortal Conference is approaching, so it is not easy to kill him. We can only scare him." Shen Xinglan explained inexplicably, but in fact he didn't need to explain, after all, anyone with a discerning eye could see it.
So Shen Sui gave him a strange look, then hummed, "Then do you know their sect?"
Shen Xinglan shook his head: "I don't know. This is the first time I've seen a disciple's uniform of that color."
"He actually called me ugly," Chen Sui gritted his teeth. "I admit that I'm not that pretty, but I'm not ugly. When their sect recruits disciples, do they only recruit those who are blind? What an idiot does, and what he does is really stupid."
"It's okay," Shen Xinglan comforted Shen Sui, "When I see him again, I'll dig out his eyes. He doesn't need eyes anyway."
Shen Sui: “!”
Shen Sui suddenly understood why so many people looked at Shen Xinglan with fear.
Damn, it’s a good thing she has a strong mental state.
Chen Sui said excitedly: "Then can we take a look at his brain to see if it is broken or not?"
Shen Xinglan, who thought he would scare Shen Sui, said: "..."
"I want this." Chen Sui suddenly remembered the magic bell weapon that she had been thinking about before, and then pulled the corner of Shen Xinglan's clothes to let him see the magic bell weapon.
Shen Xinglan raised an eyebrow: "Didn't I give you money?"
"The feeling of buying something yourself and receiving it as a gift is different." Shen Sui said firmly.
Shen Xinglan: "..."
If you believe Shen Sui, there will be ghosts.
But Shen Xinglan still resigned himself to swiping the card for Shen Sui. Shen Sui played with the newly acquired and still warm bell magic weapon, and was reluctant to let it go.
Then Shen Sui suddenly thought of Xie Wanyu and asked Shen Xinglan, "Where is Senior Sister?"
"Senior sister said she was going to the second floor to take a look, so I thought of coming to find you." Shen Xinglan was studying the use of Shen Sui's bell magic weapon, and said without raising his head.
Chen Sui approached Shen Xinglan curiously and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this magic bell?"
"No problem," Shen Xinglan shook his head. "It suits you quite well. The Wuxiang Xuanling is a range-destroying magic weapon. Within a certain range, when the bell rings, if you control it carefully, it can shock the enemy's mind and even cause them to hallucinate. More importantly, its power can be increased with your cultivation level."
Chen Sui hung this bell magic weapon together with the jade pendant given to her by Xuan Qing on her waist.
"Let's go find senior sister. It's time to go back." Shen Xinglan said.
Shen Sui nodded, then hummed a tune happily as she walked upstairs, while Shen Xinglan followed her thoughtfully, not knowing what she was thinking.