Chapter 1074 Is it his illusion?
Yun Guiyue did not disguise herself this time, nor did she use any other identity. She was just herself.
Then the cold voice was particularly clear in the main hall, "My name is Yun Guiyue."
"Ha! She, she, she... she's the one..."
Yizhu was so frightened that he took a deep breath of the sea breeze and pointed at Yun Guiyue for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.
Others were also devastated by the news.
Who doesn’t know Yun Guiyue from Zhongzhou? They are really crazy to have set their sights on Saint Yun.
The one eye at this time is even more incredible.
When he guessed it just now, he was already so frightened that he couldn't speak. Now when he heard Saint Yun say it herself, he was even more panicked.
Where on earth did he get the courage to rush over with a few people to attack the saint?
To be honest, the fact that he is not dead now is already a favor from the Saint.
I wonder if the saint will hold a grudge.
Xuanhu glanced at the eye that looked hopeless and forced himself to suppress the smile on his lips.
No wonder he felt so familiar when he looked at Miss Yun’s face, because the portrait of Saint Yun was so widely circulated and sold everywhere.
But now that I have seen the real person, I understand that the portrait still has many deviations.
Probably not that many people have seen the saint, so many portraits are based on word of mouth or the painter's own feelings.
But no matter what kind of portrait it is, it is actually not even one ten-thousandth as good as the real person.
The words of Yiziyan were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say them in the end.
Xuan Hu bowed and saluted. "Since Miss Yun trusts us, we will do our best. It will take us about two days to return to this sea area. I have asked someone to clean up the room. You two can go and rest first."
"good."
Xuanhu was very sensible. He cleaned the room so that there was no scent of other people. This meant that no one had lived in the room for at least a month.
Even all the supplies prepared are new.
However, even the new quilt was not something Yun Guiyue was used to, so she asked Xiao Hei to come out and fold all the new quilts, and then spread out the quilts that Yun Guiyue brought with her.
Zhaocai from Tianzhu Pavilion was sitting opposite Kunlun Ding. He sneered when he saw Xiaohei's actions.
"This damn ghost is more humane than a human. Look at the appearance of his dog legs. Those who know him will know that he is the master's contracted ghost, while those who don't know him will think he is a little slave."
Kunlun Ding completely ignored his sour words and took the opportunity to place a move, "Hey, you lose."
Zhaocai pushed the chessboard aside and said, "I don't want to play anymore. It's boring."
Kunlun Ding snorted coldly, "You don't want to play anymore once you lose. How unreasonable."
Seeing that he was still unhappy, Kunlun Ding continued, "Okay, don't be unhappy. If you want, just tell the master that you want to go out."
“It’s not a matter of whether you can go out or not.”
Why does he feel that his master doesn't pay much attention to him recently?
Is it his illusion?
That shouldn’t be the case. After all, he was the first one to follow his master.
Just as he was thinking about it, Yun Guiyue's voice rang out from Tianzhu Pavilion, "Little Lucky Friend, I need money!"
“Here I come!”
Zhaocai was healed in an instant, and ran happily to the spirit vein to separate the spirit stones.
Kunlun Ding looked at him and curled his lips. "This damn brat is not angry with his master at all. It's obvious that he has been bound in the Tianzhu Pavilion for too long."
He looked at this world and couldn't help but sigh.
In fact, it’s not just about attracting wealth, even he feels a little depressed.
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