Chapter 675: Harem (XI)

In the west of the city, a certain restaurant lives in an elegant room.

"Xiaoxiao, what is this?" Huajian pointed at a dish on the table and asked curiously.

"Oh~" Su Xiaoxiao replied with a smile, "This is called 'Snow Ape Presenting Fruit', which is a famous local dish in Wanyuan Mountain. Its preparation is extremely sophisticated, and it must use the brains of giant apes from the snow mountain and add a secret sauce. Apply it to the surface of these snow fruits and bake them with fine heat..."

"Miss Su..." Ruoyu put down his chopsticks when he heard the word "brain", "We met by chance, and you are willing to explain to us many things in the harem city, which is a great help. Now... you invite us again Eating such..." She thought for two seconds and chose an adjective, "...such a luxurious meal... I'm afraid we deserve it..."

"Hey~Sister Yu, what are you talking about~" Su Xiaoxiao waved her hand and replied, "Not to mention one table of food, but ten tables and hundreds of tables, for me..." She seemed to almost spill the beans again, and quickly changed her words, "... For this girl, it’s just a drop in the bucket.”

"Miss Su..." With Ruoyu's observation skills, she had naturally realized all the abnormalities in the other party. She was not afraid of ruining the atmosphere and said clearly, "I'd better tell the truth...according to what you told us Things, coupled with my observations, I feel... you are not an 'ordinary person'..." She paused, "You... should be a subordinate of the city lord, right? "

Su Xiaoxiao was obviously startled when she heard this, and even the dog skin plaster couldn't hide the change in expression on her face.

Two seconds later, she smiled slightly, looked at Ruoyu and replied: "Sister Yu is indeed beautiful, smart, and ice-snowy..." After saying that, she raised her hand and took off the plaster on her face.

Su Xiaoxiao's face is delicate, delicate, and graceful; in terms of appearance alone, it is not inferior to Lin Que in front of Lianxiang Palace. It's just that... she had three red birthmarks on her face, which were located on the three places where she applied the plaster, which inevitably added a few flaws to her face that was as bright as the autumn moon.

"That's right... I am the Warlord of the Harem City - Su Xiaoxiao." Su Xiaoxiao continued, "I had no choice but to hide my identity earlier. I hope you two girls will forgive me..."

This Miss Su is the last of the three masters under Ji Conglong. Her strength is slightly higher than that of Lin Que, and she is worthy of the ninth level of the Saint Yuan Wuji.

"You have to do it out of necessity?" Huajian heard this and asked suspiciously, "Did you receive an order to deal with both of us?"

"No, no, no...where do you start talking about this..." Su Xiaoxiao quickly waved her hands to deny, "I do have official duties, but I have no intention of being detrimental to you two."

"Then please explain." Ruoyu looked directly into the other person's eyes and continued calmly.

"Well...that's it..." Su Xiaoxiao replied. "You two have also heard from me that every year on the twelfth day of the phoenix lunar month, the city lord will visit the city to admire the flowers and look for beauties." She glanced at Ruoyu and Huajian, "However... the harem city is very big, and the city lord can spend a night It is impossible to see all the time..."

"I understand." Huajian understood quickly, "On the surface, City Lord Ji only goes out to take concubines on the twelfth day of Huang Yue, but in fact, she sends people to secretly search for a harem all year round, and you are one of her spies."

"You can put it that way..." Su Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly. Although Huajian's wording was a little unpleasant, the general meaning was correct, "Actually, I only do this job occasionally, and I often get recognized... so I just changed into men's clothes today..."

"Now...what do you want?" Ruoyu asked.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled coquettishly: "Haha... Now that we've said it, I might as well ask directly..." She straightened her expression and continued, "You two girls, are you interested in meeting our city lord?"

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same moment. In front of Lianxian Palace.

The stagnant Saint Yuan Power in mid-air has gradually begun to settle, and the battle between the two Saint Yuan Wuji masters... is also coming to an end.

At this time, Mo Ruqiu was covered in bruises and exhausted; and Lin Que. There was only a slight loss, but the breath was not disturbed at all.

As Rutte said in the previous article, in the same realm and at the same level, with each additional turn, the amount of skill will be doubled. So... this victory or defeat is just a simple mathematical problem. Fighting between people at level 7 and people at level 8 is like fighting at 100% with 50% health in Warcraft 3. You may not be able to win even if your opponent comes over with a clueless A...

"Master Mo, this is enough." Lin Que stood on the steps of Lianxian Palace, looking down at Mo Ruqiu and said, "If you continue to fight, you will not beg for war, but beg for death..."

Lin Que's patience had almost reached its limit. If it hadn't been for the city lord's order to try not to hurt Mo Ruqiu's life, Lin Que would have beaten this guy to death.

"Huh...it doesn't matter if I die..." Mo Ruqiu looked ashen as she forced her only Saint Yuan to move forward again, "I just want to die...why do you need to persuade me again?"

"Hmph..." Lin Que squeaked, "You're really ignorant... If I hadn't been merciful, would you still be able to stand up now?" She flicked her sleeves and scolded, "Mo Ruqiu! If you don't leave, don't blame me for ruining your life." Remove your foundation, and then find someone to lift you away!”

Her words were both threats and dissuasion. For cultivators, the foundation is extremely important. Once the foundation is damaged, no matter how high your qualifications are, the speed and limit of your practice will be affected... Lin Que put down these harsh words, undoubtedly wanting Mo Ruqiu to come back after facing difficulties. .

It's a pity... Just as she said just now, Mo Ruqiu is so "ungrateful". Over the years, Master Mo has suffered too many setbacks and has become crazy. Now he is completely obsessed... So he doesn't consider any retreat at all.

"Whatever you want!" Mo Ruqiu shouted loudly, and Shengyuan suddenly raised.

The next second, a yellowish-brown dragon-shaped energy condensed in the air and rushed straight to the steps.

"Alas..." Lin Que sighed, "Why bother..."

Even the two Shengyuan Wuji three-turn guards at the door could see that Mo Ruqiu's attack seemed to be extraordinary, but in fact it was strong on the outside and weak on the inside, not even the last resort...

Lin Que just raised her soft hands and spit out Shengyuan slightly, and the dragon shape was broken into pieces without a trace.

"It's not over yet!" Mo Ruqiu refused to give in, letting the blood flow from the corners of his mouth, and still wanted to force Shengyuan...

But this time, someone killed his action at the conceptual stage.

"Stop it, Master Mo." A steady voice sounded.

Along with the voice, a golden light descended from the sky, covering Mo Ruqiu and completely suppressing his power.

"Yin Yuan Jin Yin?" After all, he was the eldest son of one of the four major families. Mo Ruqiu was quite knowledgeable. After being hit, he immediately knew the name of the magic weapon that suppressed him.

"It seems that Master Mo knows this magic weapon..." Yin Loulan said as he walked over, "Then you should also know... At this moment, your Sheng Yuan is almost exhausted. Under the Yin Yuan Jin Yin Yin, it is impossible to raise your power and attack."

"Yin Loulan..." Mo Ruqiu turned his head and muttered the other party's name.

Master Mo knew the name of Yin Loulan a long time ago. Before the latter became a disciple of Ji Xunlong, he was a well-known figure in the world. People say "One seal controls the world. Two swords cover Loulan", referring to him.

Unfortunately... this talented swordsman who was highly expected by the righteous path was ambushed in a duel with the Sword Master of the Demonic Path many years ago. Although he still succeeded in killing the opponent, his own foundation was also severely damaged.

This episode completely changed Yin Loulan's future life. If it weren't for this duel, I'm afraid he would have been ranked as a Yuansheng... and he wouldn't be inferior to others and be a security chief in this harem city...

"Brother Yin, you came at the right time." Lin Que was relieved when she saw Yin Loulan. "If you came a step later, I'm afraid..." She looked at Mo Ruqiu, "I don't need to take action... He would also destroy his foundation."

"Alas..." Yin Loulan heard this and sighed deeply. "Why bother..."

"Eh? Who are these two?" During the conversation, Lin Que had seen Feng Bujue and Xu Huaishang following Yin Loulan, so he asked.

"Oh, these two are the guests that the city lord wants to meet." Yin Loulan raised his head and replied. "I'll take them to the front of the palace right now..."

"What!" Mo Ruqiu, who was standing by, was immediately shocked and angry when he heard this, "She is willing to see even this ordinary person with no internal strength. But she is not willing to see me?"

When he said this, Feng Bujue happened to pass by him... Brother Jue immediately used his talent for ridicule, turned his upper body, stretched out two fingers, made a victory gesture to Mo Ruqiu, and said in a very ecstatic voice: "yeah~"

That expression, that posture... It's just like a kindergarten kid who got a little star...

Xu Huaishang, who was walking beside Brother Jue, could only hold his forehead and shake his head when he saw this, thinking in his heart: "Big idiot..."

"Who are you? Why is Xu'er willing to see you!" Although Mo Ruqiu didn't know why the man in front of him suddenly said the word "liquid" to him, it didn't stop him from loudly asking the question in his heart.

In this kind of occasion, it would be very inappropriate for Feng Bujue, who was invited, to respond to an uninvited guest like Mo Ruqiu, which would make the host seem impolite. Therefore, Yin Loulan hurriedly stepped forward and stopped in front of Mo Ruqiu and said, "This Fengliao master is a hermit. He and his wife are both guests of the city lord. I hope Master Mo will not bother them..."

"What? He is a hermit?" Mo Ruqiu looked at Feng Bujue from head to toe again, but did not feel the slightest master's temperament...

Yin Loulan had turned around at this time and said to Jue Ge and Xu Huaishang, "Uh... this Master Mo has some..." He thought about the appropriate wording before saying, "... the grudge is not over yet." He paused, "I'm sorry to make you laugh..." He raised his hand towards the gate of Lianxian Palace, "You two don't have to pay attention, please..."

"Wait a minute!" Mo Ruqiu shouted again, "I don't accept it! This is impossible!" He shouted loudly, "They can go in, but I can't? It must be you servants who are obstructing it! It must be! Why don't you let me see Xu'er! Why..."

"Shut up!" Suddenly, a sharp shout containing holy energy came from Lianxian Palace.

It was a woman's voice... Even though she only said two words, and said it in a shouting tone, the voice still made people feel pleasant and beautiful.

"You... are you finally willing to talk to me..." Mo Ruqiu looked pale and stared at the sky with a dazed look, as if her Xu'er had walked in front of her.

But Ji Xulong didn't want to pay attention to him at all, so only his voice was seen, but not his person: "Brother Yin, please throw Master Mo into the sea and let him calm down... How can you yell here?"

"Yes, sir." Yin Loulan bowed to the palace gate, then turned around and put away the Yinyuan Golden Seal in the air.

Mo Ruqiu had just recovered his ability to move, and before he could do anything, Yin Loulan summoned a flying sword out of thin air and dragged him away.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" Mo Ruqiu howled like a ghost, completely losing his composure and in a state of embarrassment, "Let me go! Why are you trying to separate us..." But he didn't even get a few words off before he was dragged away into the distance...

"Well... this is a stalker, right..." Feng Bujue said as he looked at the black shadow going away in the sky.

"This scene seems familiar..." Xu Huaishang also said softly, "But the version I saw was dragged away by the security guard..."

"It's not easy for you either..." Feng Bujue continued.

"It's okay..." Xu Huaishang replied.

"Master Feng, Miss Lu." On the other side, Ji Xulong's voice soon rang again, "You two... please." (To be continued..)