Chapter 146 He's really good-looking
Jiang Xianwan didn't seem to care much about this. Watching him crush the sixth-grade pill between his fingers, a faint smile appeared in her eyes. She said softly, "If you want to stay, then stay. This is a medal for slaying a beast at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage."
She doesn't make a living based on her looks.
Bai Ziye's expression darkened, and he couldn't help but lightly slap her on the head, "Don't force your second senior brother to beat you up."
Lin Yujin shoved him away, unusually angry, "I told you not to hit her! She's already stupid, what if she becomes both ugly and stupid in the future!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
She grabbed Su Qingliu's sleeve and pretended to wipe away tears, which startled Su Qingliu and Bai Ziye, who quickly grabbed her hand.
"Don't move around, let your junior brother apply the medicine first."
Jiang Xianwan stopped moving, obediently tilting her head back and letting her two senior brothers each hold one of her hands.
Lin Yujin applied layer after layer of smear, wishing she could cover her entire face with a thick layer of smear.
"Huh?" The commentator, who had been struggling to keep his eyes open, stared at Jiang Xianwan's face for ten seconds before trembling and raising a finger. "Her, her, her birthmark!"
One sentence caused the people, demons, and monsters who had been resting with their eyes closed to open them in response to the sound.
Xu Yanzhou opened his mouth slightly, looking at the extremely beautiful and arrogant girl, rubbed his eyes, and fell into deep self-doubt.
They shook Elder Tie awake frantically.
The voices were filled with terror: "Bro, can you help me check? Is that our little rascal?"
Elder Tie raised his eyelids and glanced at it. Ten seconds later, he gasped, "It seems so."
hiss!
If that brat showed them that face, they really wouldn't have the heart to beat her up.
The two listened to the gasps rising and falling around them, and remained silent, silent, and silent forever.
The little rascal is really... impressive-looking.
"No way, isn't that a birthmark? Why is it fading away?"
After a collective gasp, the quiet night was once again filled with the sounds of lively discussion.
"Holy crap, am I seeing things? Jiang Xianwan's birthmark is fake?! Someone come and punch me!"
The demon cultivator next to him punched him in the face without hesitation, saying, "Say thank you."
"Ouch, that really hurts. Thank you."
"You're welcome." After hitting him, the rose fairy quickly turned her head, a rose blooming on her head and swaying from side to side. She said shyly, "Jiang Xianwan is so beautiful! I want to marry her."
"Why did she deliberately paint it like that? Is she afraid that someone like me, who is lustful, would be tempted by her beauty and bring a sack as a gift?"
"She's overthinking it... Even if the birthmark isn't fake, it won't stop me from liking her!"
The other audience members nodded in agreement.
I'll go back and buy a burlap sack.
I really love this kind of creature that's sick, powerful, and good-looking.
Everyone on the cloud boat, along with the fish and the black tortoise, stared intently at the spirit screen suspended in mid-air.
The three teenagers, who were also carefully looking at Jiang Xianwan's face, were also trembling in their eyes.
They didn't notice that a spirit stone had been knocked askew by Xiu Yan's flip, and was now facing them directly.
The three boys sat cross-legged side by side on the grass, staring intently at their junior sister without blinking.
They knew their junior sister was very beautiful, and now their appreciation for that beauty had reached an indescribable level.
Lin Yujin cupped her face in her hands, gazing at it with fascination, her smile radiant, as if that face were her own. "My junior sister is the most beautiful."
Bai Ziye punched him lightly, "You don't need to tell me, Junior Sister is the prettiest!"
Su Qingliu couldn't help but gently poke Jiang Xianwan's cheek with her fingertip, a distinct smile curving her lips.
"They all look good."
Jiang Xianwan coughed lightly, "Second Senior Brother, Junior Senior Brother, would you like to touch it?"
"Yes!" Bai Ziye and Lin Yujin reached out at the same time, poking two shallow dimples into her cheeks, laughing with a worthless expression.
Jiang Xianwan smiled slightly, feeling that her three senior brothers had seen enough. She took out a mirror and several boxes of rouge and powder, and skillfully applied her makeup.
She applied the paint meticulously, as if she had painted it a thousand or ten thousand times, and the position was exactly the same as before.
Spectators outside the venue: "..."
You really don't need to draw anymore, we've already discovered your little secret!
He Weiyu was not asleep. She kept thinking about Jiang Xianwan's two sword intents. She took in everything from beginning to end and was so amazed by the beauty of that face that she opened her mouth wide.
She placed her hand on her chest, stammering, "Junior Sister Jiang, you are truly the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
Su Qingliu and the other two: "...?"
Jiang Xianwan put down the rouge in her hand, turned around and blinked, "So, Senior Sister He, have you fallen in love with me?"
He Weiyu's heart pounded faster as she blinked at her. She covered her burning face with her hands and muttered in frustration, "Ah! How hateful, why wasn't I born a man!"
"That way I can marry Junior Sister Jiang!"
Su Qingliu and the other two: "..."
They urged in unison, "Junior Sister, hurry up and draw!"
They don't want to have to guard against women after they've already guarded against men and fish!
Having lost his disguise in front of the two realms and three domains, Jiang Xianwan quickly put away his disguise tools.
Listening to her friends' steady breathing, she didn't want to sleep. Using the star wheel as a lamp, she took out a burlap sack and lay on the bed drawing talismans.
Bai Ziye was still laughing, unable to stop, not at all.
He sat cross-legged on the grass, holding a brush, dipped it in talisman ink, and placed the talisman paper beside the bed, glancing at his junior sister from time to time.
Lin Yujin was extremely excited and couldn't sleep, she simply couldn't sleep.
Now that they had plenty of energy, they set up a pot a little further away and began refining the spiritual plants they had found in the secret realm during the day.
Su Qingliu leaned slightly against the bed, silently keeping her company while remaining vigilant about her surroundings.
The excited discussions among the cultivators outside the Void Ancient Realm took quite a while to subside, when someone exclaimed in horror, "Holy crap! What is that?"
A dog, its furtive movements tinged with lewd purple lightning, drifted and swirled in the air, twisting and contorting into an arrogant spiral.
The humans, demons, and monsters stared at the increasingly violent and distorted words that had transformed into "Jiang Xianwan, where the hell are you?!" along with symbols, and another heated discussion erupted.
"Is Jiang Xianwan about to break through? But she doesn't seem to have any huge spiritual energy fluctuations."
"Why does that purple tribulation lightning look so lewd?"
"What is it doing looking for Jiang Xianwan so late at night?"
"Could it be that Jiang Xianwan did something wicked and tricked this lightning tribulation, and now they're coming after her for revenge?"
Sensing something amiss, Su Qingliu lifted her dark eyelashes and stared at the incredibly flamboyant and dazzling lightning bolt in the night sky, falling into silence.
This silly child, how did he manage to follow us all the way here?
After thinking for a moment, he decided to ignore it, but then the purple lightning bolt shot over with lightning speed, as if it had seen its own mother.
It landed precisely on Jiang Xianwan's head.
All cultivators: "...!"
A familiar tingling sensation swept through his body. Jiang Xianwan twitched as he tore off a coil of shimmering purple lightning, like a mosquito coil, and said speechlessly, "Are you trying to electrocute me so you can inherit my fortune?"
Su Qingliu and Bai Ziye: "..." Will it bloom?
Maybe... it really is true.
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