Chapter 33 I want a rabbit light

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Ouyang Yinyin's pretty face was extremely distorted at this moment, and the various emotions surging in her eyes could not be concealed at all.

Considering her excellent talent of ice spirit root and the fact that she is a rare female cultivator, she would be very popular in any sect. However, she has never been able to shine in front of these targets, and now a young man with unknown origins has taken her position as a direct disciple. How can she give up easily?

What's more, He Cen's arrogant look just now, and he even called her a fool, made her very angry.

But He Cen had a personal grudge against her, and not only did he not hold back, he was also very arrogant. He pointed at the rune jade pendant on Ouyang Yinyin and said, "Master, I want hers."

Jun Chao took a look, and before Ouyang Yinyin could react, the jade pendant around her waist had been taken away by Jun Chao and passed into He Cen's hands.

Many disciples were shocked, and looked at the stunning young man with awe in their eyes.

Lord Yanfang is a loner with a cold and aloof personality. He has not accepted a disciple for hundreds of years. Yet, he dotes on this little disciple to the point of obeying his every word. Who wouldn't be surprised?

Ouyang Yinyin looked unhappy, but she forced a smile, "Your Majesty, this is against the rules. Although I am of low status, this thing is also a family heirloom. Your Majesty may be doting on his disciple, but there is no need to bully a weak woman like me."

As she spoke, she looked like she was about to cry and looked extremely aggrieved.

Unexpectedly, He Cen sneered the next second, "Your jade pendant? Is it passed down from your family?"

"The rune pattern on it is the golden tripod fairy flower of the Yu clan in the southwest. What does it have to do with you?"

"You don't even recognize the thing, yet you dare to brag that it's yours. The eldest daughter of a family has her jade pendant stolen and you have no way to complain."

Ouyang Yinyin's face turned pale, she had never expected this to happen. She had relied on the system to steal treasures more than once or twice, and each time she did it secretly without anyone noticing. It was because the jade pendant was so beautiful that she wanted to show it off when she went out today, but who knew that He Cen would expose her trick so clearly.

The sword spirit was born with such talent, the amount of knowledge stored in its brain was beyond Ouyang Yinyin's reach even if she had ten other systems.

After her secret was exposed, the monks around her began to look at her with a certain degree of inquiry.

Several fellow apprentices who had originally had a good relationship with her all silently stepped away from her.

Everyone is not stupid. He Cen now has several big bosses backing him up. Even if he feels sympathy for Ouyang Yinyin in private, it is impossible for him to offend several masters in public.

This is how the world of cultivation is, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

He Cen weighed the jade pendant twice in his hand, and then threw it directly to the leading disciple of Tianhai Sect, "Here you go, return it to its real owner."

"I don't want things that are obtained through illicit means. Only those who are unworthy of their position would steal. Whatever I want, my master will find the best in the world for me."

These words slapped Ouyang Yinyin's face, and the blood instantly drained away. She had never expected to be humiliated like this in front of several of her targets. She was staggering and her mind went blank.

The system called her a few times quickly, and she managed to calm herself down.

But He Cen and his men had no time to deal with the strategy girl. In the blink of an eye, they were already a hundred miles away.

The little sword spirit let out a breath of anger and was in a good mood now. He walked into the city with lighter steps, which made Jun Chao and the others laugh for no reason.

"Are you happy now, Hehe?"

He Cen snorted, and said in a strange and arrogant tone, "It's OK, just barely."

"Who does she think she is? I worked so hard to find her food and things to use. She is such a shameless person."

"Did you guys just test her level?"

Bo Lou opened his mouth, "The initial stage of foundation building."

He Cen felt a little disappointed. "She's already in the foundation-building stage? She's already in the foundation-building stage in just two years. She's really improving fast. I don't know how many good things I gave her. I'm so pissed off."

"I also need to recover quickly. I am only slightly stronger than her now. If I cannot defeat her later, it will be over."

He Cen's mood suddenly became messy, and the joy of having let the capture girl suffer just now was gone.

Jun Chao paused, but couldn't help asking, "Why didn't she recognize you? Has your appearance and voice changed?"

He Cen was stunned for a moment, then nodded generously, "It has changed."

A few people came closer, and Jun Chao asked again, "So, is the one you showed us the real body?"

He Cen smiled, "Guess~"

The little sword spirit didn't want to say more. Jun Chao and the others understood and didn't ask any more questions. They raised their hands and touched his head, "It's okay. I like it any way you look. As long as He He is happy, that's fine."

He always spoke in a nice way. He Cen walked in front and couldn't help asking one more question at the end, "If I were like this, would you like it?"

Jun Chao smiled, "Of course I like it."

The other three also nodded.

He Cen did not continue the topic, and the smile on his face looked much more sincere.

It's easy to guess what he's thinking. How could those people not know it?

He was so badly injured when he transformed into Lengquan, how could he have time to change his form and disguise himself? Most likely, the appearance he showed in front of the capture girl was a fake.

Thinking of this, the big guys were quite happy.

At least only a few of them knew the little sword spirit's true identity.

He Cen's attention was distracted after entering the city. As a modern man, how could he have ever visited such a prosperous and bustling city in ancient times? Wen Qing's ghost city was a place of consumption and indulgence in the cultivation world, and the ghost city of paradise where he was located was even more wealthy with gold lying everywhere.

Although this ghost town is far away, it is not too bad. The last time he came here, he was just a soul. Now that he has a body, even if he is tired, he still wants to walk around.

Some of the other cultivators in the ghost town may not know Jun Chao, Bei Qi and Bo Lou, but there is no one who does not know Wen Qing.

As soon as they saw him enter the city, the ghost cultivators stationed here hurried over to pay their respects.

A group of people shouted "City Lord" in a loud voice, and Wen Qing waved his hand and asked them to leave.

He left a subordinate standing by, hesitant to speak, and after a long while he mustered up the courage to ask, "City Lord, we have also sent people to the blessed land in Jiaochang Ancient City."

Wen Qing nodded calmly, "Just divide the things among yourselves. I won't ask any questions. You can make the arrangements as you wish."

If they don't want it, the people below will get more benefits. After hearing this, the subordinates quickly took the order and went to give the instructions. Wen Qing told the rest of the people not to follow, as the four of them had to take care of the sword spirit and didn't want anyone else to get in the way.

He Cen found everything curious. Most of the ancient people were skilled craftsmen, and their dexterity and skills were beyond the reach of modern people.

The paper lantern alone was dazzling and interesting. He Cen was extremely curious. He reached out and touched his waist, then turned his head pitifully to look at Jun Chao and others.

"I want a rabbit lamp~"