Young Miss is a Dissolute Exorcist - C240

Looking at Li Yun’s smiling expression, Xiang Xue’er extended her hand to pinch him but the corners of her lips were still perked up slightly. Her standard smile was like that of a doorman at the entrance of the Cowherd Club.

This was truly troublesome. He couldn’t find the clan leader to resolve this issue. He couldn’t possibly only have this expression for his entire life, right? If he went to him for the antidote, the moment he saw Li Yun, he would expose himself even if he did not tear him into eight pieces. He was truly at a loss for words.

They split up into two groups, the Spirit Pearl and the duck, and drove the dazed Li Yun back to the inn to rest. Xiang Xue’er, Lian Cheng Xue and the First Patriarch of the Lian Clan had taken the Green Edge Sword and headed towards the house of the Nuwa Family’s leader.

Xiang Xue’er walked to the door and nervously knocked. A few servants opened the door, glanced at the three people in front of them, and asked: “Who are you? You all look like you’re from the Central Plains. Why did you come to our Nuwa Village? ”

“We are here to pay our respects to the clan head. We have something to discuss!” Xiang Xue’er changed back into her female attire. The servant shook his head. “You came late. The wedding is over!”

After they finished speaking, the two prepared to close the door, but Lian Chengxue quickly blocked the door: “No, don’t misunderstand, we are not here to attend the wedding! It’s about Fuxi Qin. I need to discuss about it with the clan leader. ”

“Fuxi Zither?” The two of them looked at each other and looked at the three of them. “Then you guys wait for a while. I’ll go inform them first!”

With that, the two of them turned around and entered the mansion. Not long later, the servant opened the door wide and welcomed the three in. In the middle of the hall, the clan head was sitting there drinking tea.

He raised his head and looked at the three of them, carefully sizing them up for a long time before asking, “You’re not from our Nuwa Clan, what are you planning to do here?”

Xiang Xue’er took a step forward and hurriedly explained, “Patriarch, please don’t misunderstand. We are Exorcist Masters from Chu Yun Country. This is why we have come to borrow your Nuwa Clan’s Supreme Magic Treasure: Fuxi Zither.”

Fuxi Zither? Hearing these three words, this person’s nerves instantly tensed up. He put down the teacup in his hand, and frowned as he looked at the three people in front of him, “The Fuxi Zither is a treasure that our Nuwa Clan has passed down from generation to generation. It’s something that you people can borrow?”

Lian Chengxue saw that his chief was angry and quickly explained on the side, “We know that this request is indeed excessive, but the situation now is extremely dangerous. The Demon Lord has been reborn from the Demon Sealing Pagoda, and the world will once again fall into the situation of a war between humans and demons.

After the patriarch heard what the two had to say, he immediately became furious. With a slap, he smashed the teacup on the tea table onto the ground. With a “pa ji” sound, the tea water on the table fell to the ground.

“Nonsense!” He stood up, and the three people in front of him said, “Look at you, your eyes are like a demon, and you still dare to fool me, you really think I’m a three year old kid. When the Demon Lord rushed out of the tower, I did not hear anything, and all of you are lying, clearly showing that you want to deceive my Nuwa Family. Come, kick me out of this place!”

A group of servants swarmed over, pulling the three of them outside. Xiang Xue’er anxiously shouted, “Hey, we’re not liars! Open your eyes wide and see clearly!”

“Father?” What was going on? So noisy? ” Gu Na La, who was in the room below, heard the commotion and walked down to see the three people being chased away. She stared at Xiang Xue’er’s chin for a long time before muttering, “Strange, why does this woman’s face look so much like Young Master Chu?”

“Young Master Chu? “What Young Master Chu?” The patriarch turned his head to look at Gunala, who immediately shook her head. “Nothing, nothing? What is it? “Who are they?”

“Humph!” The chief furiously glared at Fuxi and slammed the door shut, “A group of swindlers actually want to swindle our Nuwa Clan’s Fuxi Qin. Daughter, you have to properly take care of Fuxi Qin during this period of time. Remember that?”

“Understood, Father!” Gu Nala once again looked at the tightly shut door and felt a sense of déjà vu. However, she didn’t know why, so she didn’t think much before returning to her room.

“Open the door! To think you’re saying I’m a liar!” Xiang Xue’er desperately kicked the door. Lian Chengxue quickly pulled her back and said, “Forget it, don’t kick him. He’ll still be kicked out when the time comes!”

“That’s right, that’s right!” The fat ancestor stroked his fat chin, still smiling. Xiang Xue’er turned her head and stared at him. “What the hell? You didn’t say a word when you were mistaken for a swindler!”

The fatty shrugged his shoulders helplessly. “You can’t leave this to me. The agreement you made with that old woman Fuxi was one that you wanted the group leader’s consent. I can’t participate!”

“Humph!” Xiang Xue’er grunted gloomily. It seemed like she wouldn’t be able to settle things today. She would have to return to the inn and then discuss the countermeasures once more.

After the three of them returned to the inn, the few of them decided to stay in the room and think of a way. Xiang Xue’er swore that she wouldn’t be a human until she got her hands on that Fuxi Zither, which meant that it wasn’t a human’s problem.

“This Patriarch thinks you are scammers. Next time, if you go, I’m sure he won’t even let you through the door!” Lingzhu had an indifferent expression, “Why don’t we start from another direction?”

Where? Xiang Xue’er’s eyes widened. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. “Ah, yes. In the thirty-six plans, there is a beautiful man who has been through many trials and tribulations.”

“Beautiful guy scheme?” Lian Chengxue was stunned for a moment. “This is a bit difficult right? This chief is a man’s, I’m afraid using a pretty boy to scheme …”

“Aiya, it’s not targeted at the chief!” Xiang Xue’er stroked her chin and laughed, “The Fuxi Zither isn’t in the hands of the clan leader, but rather in the hands of Gu Na La. She is the one who should be the last one to attack him. Hehe, she should be the one to persuade his father to kill two birds with one stone!”

“Hm!” That’s a good idea. ” Ling Zhu immediately raised her hands up in agreement: “But, who are you planning to make this beautiful guy? This is a prudent choice, and if Gunala does not like it, then it will be a waste of time. ”

“I’ll go, I’ll go!” The duck excitedly jumped up from the stool, one hand on his small waist, still pouting his burnt fart. “It seems like I’m the only one who can complete such a difficult task!”

Then, she helplessly sighed and turned her gaze towards Lian Chengxue. In the end, her eyes swept across the severed arm on his right hand, “This won’t do. If you pretend to be Chu Liuxiang, it still wouldn’t look like it!”

Then, she stared at the fat ancestor and sighed even louder. “Ah, this won’t do. None of them will work. I can’t even find someone to disguise as Chu Liuxiang!”

“Chu Liuxiang?” Who’s Chu Liuxiang? ” As soon as the Spirit Bead asked, Xiang Xue’er picked up the fan on the table and opened it with a ‘pa’ sound. It was the same fan she had played when she was fighting on the stage. Liujia outstanding, elegant young man, that is Chu Liuxiang, and Guanala like me, do you think I am bitter?

Ah? So that’s how it is. Gu Nala took a look at the fake Chu Liuxiang that Xiang Xue’er was pretending to be, and smilingly pointed at her with the Spiritual Bead. “A good person will do it to the end. Send the Buddha to the west. I think you should continue acting it!”

That being said, this lie needed to be rounded with a hundred lies. Although it wasn’t the truth, it was still an imminent sacrifice. She picked up the fan on the table and pretended to sigh madly as she said, “If I don’t go to hell, who goes to hell?”

In the middle of the night, all the lights had been extinguished and everyone was resting quietly. On the roof of the house, a black figure was rapidly shuttling back and forth, making ‘whoosh whoosh whoosh’ sounds. His footsteps were swift like a swallow, and he easily flew over the city wall, landing beside the window.