Dressed As a Waste of Marrying a Villain

"You go." The host suddenly said.

Luo didn't react for a while tonight, she raised her head and looked at the doormaster in a daze.

"I asked you to stay, to help me guard Zhaozhao, now she is no longer there, and it is useless for you to keep it." The host shook his head and slowly got up.

Luo Jinxiao realized that what she was saying was true, and there was a sudden burst of ecstasy in his heart, but after the ecstasy, guilt followed.

The doormaster seemed to see through her thoughts at a glance, and whispered, "You don't need to think too much."

Luo hesitated tonight and said, "Since Zhaozhao has already left, why don't you go down the mountain together and leave here?"

"Where to stay, it is not much different from me. Being lonely here day by day is a redemption, and I can feel better in my heart." The door master said.

Atonement? Luo never heard her mention it tonight, and was momentarily dumb.

"Xiang Zhaozhao's atonement, if it weren't for me to be compassionate and compassionate all day, Zhaozhao would not die." The master of the door had no thoughts, and his eyes were occupied by sadness.

Seeing that Luo's expression tonight followed her sadness, the doorkeeper suddenly smiled: "It's all old things, no need to mention it. It just so happens that you can walk around after going down the mountain, and help me get something."

"What object?" Luo straightened up tonight.

"Don't be nervous, I remembered an old thing for a long time." The host took out a piece of yellowed silk from his sleeve and put it into Luo Jinxiao's hand.

"Don't let anyone know that I asked you to find it, there are clues on this silk cloth. The barrier is broken, you pack up, and go out later in the afternoon."

After the doormaster finished speaking, his amber eyes closed, not giving Luo a chance to speak again tonight.

Luo held the silk cloth tonight. No matter what she was looking for, she had a chance to meet Qu Weiyin. This thought made her so happy that she had never been so happy during the five years on Nandou Peak.

But the sect master also worried her. Luo glanced at the sect master tonight, did not quarrel with her again, turned and left.

Behind her, the doorkeeper shed a tear in his eyes, and she opened her eyes again and looked at Luo Jinxiao's direction.

"Zhao Zhao, I still can't do anything. I don't care about anything."

Luo didn't take anything tonight, only a poor Qi who had been eating and supporting, stomped in the snow, and walked to the edge of the barrier.

She looked at the way down the mountain, no one was inhabited, but her heart swelled with excitement.

There was footsteps behind her, she turned her head, and saw the doorkeeper wearing a snow-white cloak, standing in the snow coldly, the wind blew her silver-white hair, and the clear sunlight illuminated it almost transparently, like a fairy. Dream.

"Sect Master!" Luo turned back to call her tonight, after all, she had been together for five years, and she was still a little bit sad.

"Be careful on the way, don't ask me to save you again."

"Miss Luo, don't forget to come back and take a look." The old woman said tremblingly.

Luo had a sore nose tonight. She looked at the small path in front of her, then looked back at the door master, her heart was mixed, and after a while, she suddenly stretched out her hand and tentatively handed it to the door master.

The doormaster didn't know what she meant, and his face was surprised.

"Sect master, although I don't know what the atonement you are talking about is, but I really don't worry about you living on this mountain again." Luo Jingxiao said.

Although the sect master said that her cultivation base was too high for her to imagine, her body was visibly worsened with the naked eye, not to mention the old woman who was already like a candle in the wind. Luo was very afraid that when he came back tonight, there would be no one on Nandou Peak. .

The doormaster was about to shake his head when Luo Jinxiao interrupted him.

"You just said atonement, but you clearly blamed you?"

The doormaster lowered his eyes and nodded lightly.

"Then when she died, did she blame you?" Luo asked again tonight.

The host was stunned, the pale joints of her fingers were raised, she thought for a while, and said, "No."

The atonement is nothing but grief and excessive self-torture, Luo thought tonight.

Luo Jinxiao stretched his hand forward again, his eyes sparkling.

The doorkeeper didn't understand her meaning, but struggled in her heart and couldn't accept it. For the first time, there was timidity in her always indifferent eyes.

The mountain was covered with white snow, shimmering under the sun, and the two of them stood in the snow, and neither of them spoke.

Finally, after an unknown period of time, the sect master finally stretched out his pale hand, and the two of them held their palms together, and slowly moved forward, leaving the enchantment.

"I knew that, I would never help you that day." The master sighed and shook his head.

Three days later, Luyangzhou.

Luyangzhou is located on the far border of Donghu, covering a very wide area. It is also the official road into Donghu. Therefore, the people in Zhoukou come and go, crowded, and very lively.

There are people, merchants, commoners and nobles living here. Rows of houses are lined up, the streets are wide, and the goods are luxuriant. It is a land often loved by immortal cultivators.

The largest and most prosperous piece of Luyang Island is Liuguang Street, where there is a bartering corridor specially set up for immortals, which is the most noisy.

The teahouse on the side of Liuguang Street was overcrowded. By the window, there were a group of men and women dressed in Tsing Yi. They knew they were cultivators and were looking around curiously.

And in the corner behind them, there was a woman sitting silently, with red lips, a small jade nose, slightly drooping phoenix eyes, and a graceful figure wrapped in a red dress. The beauty was both good and evil, and it frequently attracted everyone in the teahouse. Look back.

It's just that she has a chill and evil spirit on her body, no one dared to step forward.

A Confucian-looking young man by the window glanced at her from time to time, then lowered his voice, and said to the doormates who were sitting around the table: "Look, Little Uncle Qu is sitting there alone again. She takes me to wait. I haven’t said a word to me in the past few days. But it’s really the same as what was said in the door, it’s very cold."

"Bailixiao, keep your voice down." A girl next to her was frightened and covered his mouth.

"You can't stand it anymore. I see her, it's just that she is old and has a weird temper, which is always fierce. Yesterday I almost soiled her purse, so she used coercion to press me without saying a word, seriously. Horror." Another sturdy, square-faced teenager complained, shaking his head while speaking.

"Hey, let's not talk about it." The Fang Lian boy waved his hand and poured a bowl of tea in front of him. "You said, wait for the treasure hunt, what good things can we find?"

"What else can we find? Since the upper heaven is not allowed to enter, it is even more difficult for us to find a good spirit weapon. I only hope that one or two of them can take advantage this time." Bailixiao sighed.

The Treasure Hunting Tournament is a new gadget that has been released in recent years. Some capable people and strangers found or forged the spirit tools, and sold them to the Treasure Hunting Tournament. The Treasure Hunting Tournament collected them and displayed them once a year for The disciples of all sects buy it, and some good treasures cannot be bought with money, so they need to be able to win with force.

A white-clothed man walked in from the door. It was Chang Siyu. He still looked clear and clear. There was no major change. When several disciples saw this, they quickly got up and called him Brother Siyu.

Chang Siyu nodded and walked towards Qu Weiyin, but he only dared to sit half a foot away from her, smiling and asking: "Little Master Qu, this conference may have to wait a while. Coming from Sanhai, why don't we go and rest first?"

"No need." Qu Weiyin said lightly, holding the tea cup with his white fingertips, with a cold expression on his face.

Chang Siyu's eyes couldn't help but stayed on her five white fingers, swallowing saliva, and his mind moved slightly.

Over the years, he has been able to say a word or two to her, relying on the senior brother who is a new disciple of the teaching, which has made him very satisfied.

It must be slowly melting her heart, just around the corner.

When Qu Weiyin listened to the noise of the teahouse, his heart became irritable, but once he returned to the room, he was endlessly missed, so it would be better to be irritable here.

I don't know what Elder Liu meant, why he had to call her back from Zhanhai, and come to Luyangzhou with this new group of twittering disciples.

She also wanted to go back to Wuhui Mountain and take a look at Nandou Peak.

Unknown gongs and drums sounded, Chang Siyu moved his ears and stood up: "Little Master Qu, let's go out. The treasure hunting conference has begun."

At the same time, at a meat stall across the street, Luo was squeezing his chopsticks hard tonight, staring at the gobbled **** the side.

After she came out of the mountain, she didn't disturb anyone. First, she went to find Qu Weiyin, but she could not be found everywhere. I happened to hear someone talking in secret that the Treasure Hunting Tournament was followed by Uncle Qu, so she should be able to find her. Return some good spirit tools.

She followed Luyangzhou all the way, but Luyangzhou was too big, looking for a Qu Weiyin was like finding a needle in a haystack, she could only try her luck on the spot.

It happened to be here with the map drawn on the silk cloth that the master of the door had drawn her. Maybe she could not only see the little uncle, but also find the things that the master was looking for.

When she thought that she was in the same place as Qu Weiyin, her heart was beating violently, wishing to rush to the Treasure Hunting Tournament now.

Therefore, looking at Qiongqi now, she squeezed the chopsticks tighter.

Qiongqi burped for a long time, and then with a face of oil, he opened his mouth and said, "A bowl."

The chopsticks in Luo Jinxiao's hand broke in two with a snap.

In addition to gaining weight over the years, Qiongqi did not gain anything else. With such a stupid brain, she finally learned to speak human words, but the words were more or less fragmented. At most, she could only say a word. Bouncing.

If you talk about it in succession, it means that the bull's head is wrong.

The rest of the people sitting in the meat stall, although their mouths were chewing, their eyes kept looking at them, and they all sighed that there was someone who could eat so much, she was still a young girl. One person ate at least ten bowls of beef noodles, twenty pieces of roast beef, plus twenty bowls of beef soup.

Fortunately, Luo was wearing a black costume tonight and also covered a veil, otherwise her face would be lost by Qiongqi.

Luo gritted his teeth tonight, nodded, beckoned to Xiaoer, and said, "Here is another bowl of beef noodles."

Mo asked her why she didn't eat beef for Qiongqi. She was really ashamed of her bag, and she brought some money with her. After being eaten by Qiongqi, there was not much left. She was on the road all the way, and she didn't have time to go hunting by herself.

The people on the street suddenly started to run to one side. Luo raised his eyes tonight, and took the big man at the next table to ask.

"It's the start of the Treasure Hunting Tournament. Those of us who are cultivators are just waiting to get some good treasures." The big man said cheerfully.

"Thank you." Luo smiled tonight, but her eyes were calm. She stretched out her hand and patted Qiongqi on the head with a slight threat, "Don't want to eat anymore. I won't be hungry when I find Xiaoshushu."

There was a sudden noise on the street. Luo raised his eyes to see that it was originally two waves of immortal cultivators colliding together. I don't know what they were arguing about. Looking at the clothes on his body, one black and one white, one should be the gate of life and death, and the other should be Baiyuezong.

Luo had a bad impression of the gate of life and death tonight, and was too lazy to join in the fun, so he planned to take Qiongqi and leave from the other side.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, there was a fight over there, and the vigorous scenery and shadows danced wildly, and the shed above Luo Jinxiao was lifted up. That Xiaoer seemed to be used to seeing this kind of scene, and he took the valuable things without hesitation. In his arms, I don't know where to hide.

Then there was a bang, and a person dressed in black fell in front of her and hit the ground several times.

He shouted angrily, got up, pushed Luo Jinxiao away, cursing in his mouth: "Go away, don't get in the way of Laozi!"

Luo took two steps back tonight, frowning slightly, and patted the place he touched. Before he could say anything, the man walked back without a long eye, and put a knife across Luo's neck tonight.

"Follow, come out with me!" he stammered.