Chapter 130 Wulin Misleading Story 4
"The Saint has returned to the headquarters. Hurry, hurry, go to the training ground to welcome the Saint back." Disciple A excitedly pushed open the door of the room next to Feng Wu's. With a bang, the disciple B who was tying his belt was startled.
The belt that had not been tied yet fell to the ground, and the loosely pulled up waistband of the trousers fell directly below the knees as the little disciple was frightened.
Young disciple B spat in anger, "Hey, so early in the morning, you're calling for help? Luckily I was already urinating, otherwise I would have peed my pants."
"It's already so late, and you're still hesitating here for so long. The Saint has returned to the Headmaster, so hurry to the training ground to welcome her! Who knows, maybe the Saint will fall in love with me today!"
Young Disciple B was speechless for a long moment before he said, "...I think you're dreaming fast. A Saint is not something you and I can ever reach. Hey...ok, ok, ok, wait for me to tie my belt...ah!"
Feng Wu was woken early in the morning by her neighbor. She yawned, her long hair cascading down to the bed. She gently spread her arms, stretched, and took a deep breath. She repeated this several times, and between breaths, she regained consciousness.
After putting on her outer garment, she clumsily tied her hair into a bun and secured the ends of her hair with a phoenix hairpin with kingfisher feather tassels. After a few tries, she finally managed to tidy up her annoying long hair.
After fetching some water to wash himself, Fengwu left the room as he found no one within the range of his spiritual sense.
Usually at this time, Feng Wu would go to the kitchen to have a delicious and nutritious breakfast.
Walking up the stairs slowly and passing the screen wall in the courtyard, bursts of joyful laughter could be heard from outside.
This was the second time Feng Wu had heard of the Saint. From his original body's memories, Feng Wu knew that Wen Tongyu, the Saint of Xuanyin Sect, was the only daughter of Wen Kairen, the leader of Xuanyin Sect.
Rumor has it that this woman is cruel and ruthless, and has an extreme love of beauty. As a result, she has ruined many handsome men.
Feng Wu felt that a lustful evil woman could not be compared with his delicious breakfast, so even though he was curious about what kind of fierce woman could commit such a violent act, the desire to feed himself prevailed in the end.
As Feng Wu dodged away, many young disciples came out from behind the screen wall.
The leader was a tall and proud girl. From the front, she had broad shoulders and a thick waist. Her square face had two thick black eyebrows that looked like two sturdy caterpillars crawling on her eyelids.
Her bell-like eyes were filled with worldly gloom, her thick, flat nose dominated the center of her face, and her thick, plump lips were painted with blood-red grease. It was unknown which disciple had told a joke that had made the saint burst into laughter.
It really looks like a bloody mouth!
A group of people surrounded the Saint and entered the hall. The Saint sat in her own seat and talked loudly with her fellow disciples about the interesting things that happened after they had not seen each other for a year.
Two men dressed in the attire of young disciples strode into the hall, bowed respectfully, and said, "Saint Lady, your instructions have been fulfilled. The person has been sent to the Saint Lady's Biyue Tower, and the food has been prepared in the kitchen."
The Saint Girl clapped her hands and praised, "Very good. Everyone will go to the accounting office to collect a reward of one or two taels of silver. Now leave!"
When the two disciples heard that there was a reward, they were overjoyed. They quickly bowed to express their gratitude and expressed their firm attitude to work seriously in the future before leaving.
A tall, thin man sitting at the bottom bowed to the Saint Lady and gave her an ambiguous smile. "I wonder what it is about the young man that Her Majesty has brought with her this time? How could He have taken such a fancy to him?"
"Haha, Young Master Helian is indeed handsome and extraordinary. I fell in love with him at first sight, so I invited him to marry me. In the future, he will be the son-in-law of our Xuanyin Sect. Wuyou was born weak, so I hope all the junior brothers and sisters will take good care of him."
The tall, thin man hissed, somewhat unsurely, "Helian? But the Helian of Wuzhao Kingdom?" Oh my! The Saint had stubbornly kidnapped a member of the royal family of Wuzhao Kingdom and brought him to Huagu Cliff to be her son-in-law. She swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "Does the leader have any objections?"
The Saint waved her hand nonchalantly, "My father listens to me. As for the Helian Imperial Family, I disguised them when I kidnapped them. Who would have known it was us? Then just deny it. Who would dare to come to the Bone-Collapse Cliff and cause trouble for me?"
Everyone: “…” The Saint’s domineering aura was almost 1.8 meters high, and they felt uncomfortable all over because of the illumination.
One female disciple was still a little bit incredulous. She wondered why the Saint, a scumbag who fell in love with every man she met, would be willing to hang herself on a tree. How could she not believe it? "Saint Lady, what are your plans for the wedding? Do you want everyone in the sect to dress up? After all, it is a happy wedding day."
"There's no need to hold a grand ceremony. Wuyou is a simple-minded person and doesn't like crowds. Just setting up a few banquet tables will be enough. If there are other sons-in-law coming to live with us in the future, we can just follow the standard of this time. This will also prevent them from quarreling over trivial matters in the future, which will affect the unity of the backyard." The saint stroked her chin with her big hand and made a decision after careful consideration.
Those who had strong reasons lowered their heads and played with their hands, and it took them a long time to suppress the strange feeling in their hearts.
Someone cleverly changed the topic to ease everyone's awkwardness, and the atmosphere in the hall became lively again.
Feng Wu came back from the kitchen after a big meal. Just as he was about to go to the Lakeside Pavilion to meditate and bask in the sun, his spiritual sense detected the presence of people moving around in a two-story building in the northeast corner of the Lakeside Pavilion.
His spiritual sense enveloped the small building, and Feng Wu found three men with their hands and feet tied in a room that was gorgeous to the point of being tacky.
One of the men, dressed in plain brocade, leaned sideways on the couch with his head bowed, like a sleeping corpse, devoid of any trace of life. The remaining two, wearing identical clothing, were casually tossed to the ground, their chests heaving, as if they had been drugged and completely unconscious.
Feng Wu raised her beautiful willow-shaped eyebrows, and her sparkling peach blossom eyes were like a spring. Her original body, Yu Feifeng, had the purity and innocence of a virgin, but when she raised her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, she had the charm of a mature woman. These two contradictory temperaments fell on Feng Wu, but the balance was balanced. If it was too much, it would be too charming, and if it was too little, it would be too dull.
As the eldest sister of a sect, she was used to being so majestic and dignified that she wasted her beautiful appearance. How could such a gorgeous and stunning beauty lose to such a plain-looking junior sister? It was incomprehensible.
After traveling through several worlds, Feng Wu was most satisfied with the appearance of this body. The plump and full breasts and the slender waist that could be held in one hand, such a high-end configuration, it is not an exaggeration to say that one glance at it can make a city fall in love with it, and another glance can make a country fall in love with it!
Judging from appearance alone, most women like men with big arms and thin waists, while men should prefer women with big breasts, thin waists and perky butts!
Could it be that the men in this small world have strong tastes and prefer bean sprouts?
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