The Abused Female Character Doesn't Want To Die (MTL) [COMPLETED]

76 (Fanwai 7)

Yu Zhengzheng returned to his senses, and subconsciously glanced at the face standing outside the temple.

Mrs. Miantao's voice is not loud, after all, going through the back door is not too arrogant.

Rong Shang didn't look at her, he looked down at the ground as if he hadn't heard Mrs. Mianya's words.

She wasn't sure if he heard Mrs. Mianyi's words, but if he heard them and was still so indifferent, then she wasn't as sure he had amnesia as before.

In fact, Yu Zhengzheng has never figured it out. Is it necessary to pretend to have amnesia with her?

It was because she discovered that Rong Shang was the senior brother and wanted to escape from him, so he played a bitter trick in order to keep her.

But this time, she didn't say to leave him again. If he didn't have memory loss, why did he act with her?

Yu Zhengzheng didn't dare to think further down.

Seeing that she was looking down, Mrs. Mianyu didn't say anything, thinking she was hesitating how to refuse, she quickly added her voice: "If Immortal Venerable finds it inconvenient to leave all of them, it is good to pick one or two to stay..."

Yu Zhengzheng interrupted Mrs. Mianya: "No need, just stay."

Rong Shang is a big jar of vinegar, even if he can stand Zhou Shen's confession, she doesn't believe that he can stand others planting lawn on his head.

She looked down at the headed young man: "What's your name?"

The young man raised his chin slightly, and calmly met her eyes: "Mian Jin."

Yu Zhengzheng laughed, Mrs. Miantao was really willing to use her strength to help Wei Shengjin ascend to the position of the Dragon King, even the eldest son of Mian's family could give her a face-to-face first.

She leaned over and told Pei Qian: "Mian Jin stay and send the other people to Luan Dian first."

Pei Qian stiffened his back and couldn't help but constantly swallowed saliva: "Xianzun, if you don't think about it, Luan Dian has only five sleeping halls, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Yu Zhengzhen raised his eyebrows: "It's easy to say, Mianxuan will live with me in the future."

Pei Qian: "..."

She glanced at him: "Isn't enough to live? Then let the others be with me..."

Pei's front was earthy, and he quickly responded, "Enough, enough."

He can't wait to slap himself twice. It's good to have a lot of mouths. It was only a nominal face, but now it will be turned into a real face.

Now it's all right, the king will definitely take his skin, hang his body on the mountain to dry and chop it to feed the dog.

Pei Qian didn't dare to express his emotions, so he could only respond first, and ordered the five people to leave the main hall and wait.

Yu Zhengzheng arranged the fate of these people and let Pei Qianzhao disciples enter the hall.

Mrs. Miantao consciously stepped aside, and a black head swarmed into the hall. She glanced at it. Most of them were male disciples, and there were few female disciples.

Pei had already planned how to assess it, but Yu Zhengzheng waved his hand: "Let them fight a fight with bare hands, and the 20 winners will stay."

Pei Qian glanced at the hundreds of black-clothed disciples in the hall with a dull expression.

His heart was so miserable that he had to look at the king for help, but the king didn't even look at him, as if he were just a cloud of air.