Yun Zheng, a genius pupil master and mystic master from a hidden clan in Huaguo!
One day, she transmigrated and became a waste despised by the world!
A waste? With a flip of her hand, s...
When Rong Ming heard this, his heart moved slightly, and he looked at them pretending to be casual.
Yun Zheng raised her lips and smiled, "Brother, the small stool is a specialty of my hometown. If you really need it, I can sell it to you at a lower price."
Seeing that it was her who was speaking, Sima Xun did not show any contempt or arrogance. Because this junior sister had demonstrated in the spiritual secret realm, he was impressed by her. He asked directly, "How many red jades?"
"A small stool, ten thousand red jades."
Upon hearing this, Sima Xun could not help but press harder on the wound on his forehead, causing him to hiss in pain and bleed profusely.
Now half of his face was covered in blood, and he looked a little creepy in the night.
Mo Jing couldn't help laughing and asked with concern, "Brother, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Sima Xun waved his hand quickly, then stared at the very pretty little apprentice sister, frowning, and asked in confusion: "What material is this little stool made of? It costs ten thousand red jades?"
Yun Zheng said calmly, "It's just ordinary wood. Because it's a specialty of my hometown, it's a bit more expensive. Brother, do you want some?"
Sima Xun muttered a few words suspiciously, wondering what kind of small stools, special to his hometown, would be so expensive?
In the Imperial City, this bench is not as expensive as a broom. The broom costs ten red jades, while the bench only costs nine red jades.
"Okay, give me one." Sima Xun frowned and said in a rather arrogant manner. He wanted to see what kind of small stool this was.
Feng Xinglan, a person as gentle as the breeze and bright moon, was able to sit on such a small bench without any carelessness. I guess this small bench must be very comfortable to sit on.
Yun Zheng nodded, "Okay."
One hand delivers the goods, the other hand pays the money.
Sima Xun originally wanted to sit next to them, but the hillside was too small to accommodate so many people. He first glanced at Rong Mingrong Shaodian who was standing in the cold wind, then picked up the small stool... and decisively walked to the opposite hillside.
Seeing Rong Ming's cold face, he didn't want to get close to him.
Sima Xun occupied a small hillside by himself. He put down his small stool and sat down boldly.
The next moment, his expression became distorted and strange.
Sima Xun's pupils dilated slightly. This small stool is too small! It hurts my butt too much!
He subconsciously looked at Yun Zheng and the other seven, and saw that they were sitting leisurely on the small benches, without any discomfort at all.
Sima Xun: “???” Is my butt too big?
If he stood up, would they laugh at his big butt? This absolutely couldn't be exposed, it was too embarrassing.
For the sake of face, he endured it!
On the other side, Rong Ming frowned slightly. He moved his legs cautiously, and a numbness slowly came over him.
Haha, he would rather stand than sit on these shabby benches!
After a while, he sat down on the ground with a gloomy face. When daylight came, he stood up, probably because he was afraid that others would see him and ruin his image as the young master of the Scarlet Sky Divine Wind Palace.
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On the tenth day, no one reached the finish line.
On the eleventh day, Yan Chen, Wen Wei and Ru Xier all arrived at the fifth place.
In the end, Yan Chen passed the fifth place half a quarter of an hour faster than Ru Xier, becoming the tenth person to 'sweep the floor' in this spiritual secret realm.
Yan Chen walked towards his friends, took out a small stool from the storage space, squeezed in with them, and sat down.
Yan Chen's eyebrows showed a hint of guilt, and he smiled helplessly: "Sorry, I'm late again."
Yun Zheng raised an eyebrow, "It's not too late at all."
Feng Xinglan nodded seriously: "That makes sense."
Hearing this, the friends couldn't help laughing.
Sima Xun was drawn to the laughter. Seeing Yan Chen sitting on the hillside, the gap between them was much smaller. He couldn't help but think to himself that he had thought they sat a little apart because they didn't know each other well, but he didn't expect that they could squeeze in and make room for each other.
So biased!
Soon, Ru Xier, Wen Wei, and Yi Qiuyue arrived at the finish line in eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth place. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were slightly stunned.
There are eight people on the middle hillside, and one person on each of the smaller hillsides next to it.
The strangest thing was that the eight people in the middle were sitting in a row, eating fruit, just like they were there to watch a show.
And Young Master Rong Mingrong stood there like a cold-faced sculpture.
Sima Xun was also sitting on a small stool, holding a spiritual fruit in his hand, eating it with big mouthfuls. There was already a pile of fruit cores at his feet. He seemed to have suffered serious injuries.
The three of them: "..."
Ru Xier frowned slightly, looked at Wen Wei, and decisively occupied another small hillside.
Yi Qiuyue's gaze lingered on Yan Chen for a long time, a hint of love in her eyes. When she saw the people around Yan Chen, a hint of jealousy flashed across her face.
She also wanted to sit next to him...
Ru Xier looked back and saw Yi Qiuyue standing there stupidly. She said impatiently, "Yi Qiuyue, what are you still doing standing there?"
The sound of her voice also successfully attracted the attention of those present.
Yi Qiuyue immediately lowered her head, looking somewhat embarrassed.
The four small hills were divided into four groups of people, no, it should be said that they were divided into three groups of people, because Sima Xun was bored and always chatted loudly with the Fengyun team from a distance.
In fact, Fengyun’s friends have a pretty good impression of him and would chat with him from time to time.
On the morning of the twelfth day, Yun Zheng and the others requested to leave the Linghua Secret Realm early. Upon hearing this, Old Jin considered it and decided to let them leave early.
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