"No, no need!"
“Actually, I don’t really like red…”
Shi Wu's head shook like a rattle.
The ancestor is so handsome, but how can such a handsome face say such chilling words?
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Ming spoke, narrowing his narrow eyes.
He looked carefully at the maid in front of him.
She has a pair of beautiful eyes, which are watery, as if a harsh word would make her cry.
Her skin is very fair and delicate, and you can tell at first glance that she has never suffered any hardship.
The five elders would send people in to serve him every year.
And the people who came in were all their carefully selected insiders.
This is the first time such a beautiful woman has been sent in, and I don’t know which elder she belongs to.
"I'm afraid. I heard that the ancestor can eat people..."
Shi Wu confessed honestly.
But she didn't believe it at all.
I muttered silently in my heart.
"This Grand Master's Hall is said to be a holy place for cultivation. If I come here every day to make tea for the Grand Master, will it quietly improve my cultivation?"
"I've also heard that the Grandmaster's blood can cure all diseases. If I had a drop of his blood, would my periods not hurt in the future?"
"The Grandmaster is already the most powerful magician in the entire demon world. I guess even making soup with his hair would enhance his magic."
"Oh right, there's saliva on the cup that Grandmaster drank tea from just now, hehehe..."
Ming narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman in front of him.
It was her voice, for sure.
but……
Her mouth didn't move.
This woman's cultivation level is so low that it's impossible for her to transmit sound through the air.
So, what did you just hear?
Her voice?
Ming looked at her with some doubts. At this moment, the woman's eyes were fixed on the teacup from which she had just drunk tea.
He even swallowed his saliva.
She wouldn't want to take the teacup she drank from after she went downstairs...
"Ahem."
"Put the tea set on the table."
"Then, go down."
Ming spoke.
Hearing this, Shi Wu was stunned.
Blinking his eyes, he looked at the ancestor.
"Hey? Tea set..."
"Put it down." Ming repeated in a low voice.
"Oh." Shi Wu responded somewhat disappointedly, then placed the tea set on the table.
When he turned around and left the hall, he glanced at the cup that the ancestor had just used with some reluctance.
I sighed and murmured in my heart.
"What a shame."
"I almost had an indirect kiss with the Grandmaster."
"But there should be another chance next time."
"Anyway, no one dares to make tea for the Grandmaster now, except me."
"Handsome Grandmaster, see you tomorrow."
"hey-hey."
Inside the main hall.
Ming frowned and watched the woman walk away, feeling very strange.
He walked a few steps to the table, looked at the teacup and muttered, "I'm hallucinating."
"Or is it that my cultivation is so powerful that I can hear other people's thoughts anytime and anywhere?"
The next second, he waved his sleeves and made himself invisible.
Walk directly out of the hall.
Following Shi Wu's figure, I came to the maid's lounge.
But just as he reached the door, he stopped.
There was a lot of chattering inside, and all kinds of sounds could be heard. It was impossible to tell whether they were the voices of the heart or the sounds of speech.
"What am I doing?"
"ridiculous!"
Ming turned and left depressed.
In the lounge.
When everyone saw that the fog had returned, they all gathered around in surprise.
"Are you okay?"
Shi Wu smiled and stretched: "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to bed first."
"How come you're still in the mood to sleep?"
"And this is the Demon Cultivation Territory."
"At night, all kinds of ghosts come out."
"If you don't make good use of your time to practice, you still have the mood to sleep."
"From what I see, she must have been frightened silly by the Grandmaster, and her brain is broken!"
"Forget it, let's ignore her and go practice."
The maids chattered and went together to find a place to practice.
Only Su Miaomiao followed Shi Wu into the room.
She put on a friendly smile and walked forward to inquire curiously.
"Which elder's disciple are you?"
"By the way, I am a disciple of the Great Elder. My name is Su Miaomiao."
Shi Wu looked up and down at Su Miaomiao in front of him.
I was muttering in my heart: "Is this Su Miaomiao?"
"The heroine in the original novel."
"But he was so stupid. He had been with the Grandmaster for so long but didn't realize his identity. In the end, he even poisoned him and made him go astray."
"I'm really tired of this kind of love-hate relationship."
"This is such a caring ancestor, if you don't want me, I will!"
Shi Wu blinked and politely responded, "I am a disciple of the Fifth Elder, Shi Wu."
Su Miaomiao snorted coldly, "Fifth Elder? Why would you choose to be a disciple of the Fifth Elder? He has the lowest cultivation level among all the elders, and he also has the fewest magical instruments."
"It is said that he usually fishes when he has nothing to do and has no practice at all."
"You probably didn't learn anything from him, did you?"
Shi Wu nodded: "You are right."
Su Miaomiao was a little depressed and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Well, I'll go and deliver tea to the ancestor for you tomorrow." Su Miaomiao said.
Shi Wu was slightly surprised.
Muttering in my heart.
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