Chapter 315 Lord City Lord (Twenty-Eight)
Nan Wan'er blinked innocently: "How can I be scolding myself? I'm just telling the truth, Your Majesty. The point is that she's going to embarrass you too. Look at how pretentious she is. Quickly slap her in the face and let her know that it's called having ambitions higher than the sky but a life thinner than paper."
Tuntian couldn't help but tug at her: "You used the wrong idiom."
This idiom is not used here.
"The meaning is conveyed, don't worry about the details." Nan Wan'er waved her hand dismissively.
"You want to kill her in front of me?" Gu Yanjing ignored Nan Wan'er, this scoundrel, and turned his gaze to the Holy Maiden.
The saintess felt a chill run through her body, and her voice trembled slightly.
"What do you mean, Lord City Lord? I'm just dealing with a disobedient servant."
Nan Wan'er, hiding behind Gu Yanjing, acted as his strategist: "City Lord, why are you arguing with her? Just kill her. If you kill her, we'll go and bring Ling'er back. Ling'er is being controlled by her."
Without changing his expression, Tuntian covered Nan Wan'er's mouth and then carried her away.
He was afraid that if Nan Wan'er continued to be provocative, Gu Yanjing would kill her first, instead of the Holy Maiden.
It has to be said, this is very likely.
"You dare to lay a hand on me? Do you think I'm very good-natured?" Gu Yanjing flicked his sleeve and moved his wrist, leaving a line of words on the white paper.
The saintess's heart tightened.
Gu Yanjing is not a good-tempered person; even a blind person could see that.
However, she forgot that this was not a temple under her control, and that the two people in front of her did not regard the temple or her as their faith.
“Of course not,” the saintess said, her words still somewhat hesitant.
She chickened out.
She is not an ignorant or mindless woman; she sees things more clearly than anyone else.
Just like when her master coveted that thing in the temple and took action on his own, the Elder Council discovered it, which gave her the opportunity.
As for why the Elders' Council was discovered.
Of course, it was she who reported it.
If her master hadn't been in trouble, she would have remained just a minor saintess, powerless and without influence.
"Master, Master, something terrible has happened! I'm being controlled by the Dao Seed again! Waaah, Master, please save me! I'm in so much pain! That idiot Dao Seed is raving in my head every day, telling me to kill it! How can I do that? Isn't that betraying my master and ancestors?"
Just as the Holy Maiden was stuck in an awkward position, a woman in red suddenly stumbled in from behind, followed by a group of pimps. Without even glancing at them, she knelt down in front of Gu Yanjing with a thud.
The saintess glanced at the woman in red, then looked down at Gu Yanjing, who was sitting steadily, and felt that this world was somewhat surreal.
Is this her master?
So, this is her master's master, her grandmaster?
"Get up." Gu Yanjing looked at Zhang Ling'er, who had collapsed at his feet, his face dark.
"If Master doesn't save me, I won't get up." Zhang Ling'er cried and hiccuped, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Suppressing the control of the Heavenly Dao is extremely difficult.
"Then I'll have no choice but to cut off your hand." Gu Yan stared intently at Zhang Ling'er wiping her snot on his clothes, the sword in his sleeve already itching to cleanse the sect.
Zhang Ling'er was startled by the murderous aura emanating from Gu Yanjing, abruptly letting go of his hand, and then lunged at Lu Lingjun beside her again.
"Master's wife, Master's wife, please save me! Master is going to chop off my hand!"
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