bookrandom Chapter 195 Another conflict with Song Mei
Chapter 195 Another conflict with Song Mei
The volcano in Yanyun Realm has never erupted. Although you can feel the rolling heat waves when standing at the crater, it is almost safe.
From the crater, one can see the roiling magma below. Almost no monk would stand at the crater, for fear of being pushed in by someone with ill intentions.
Leng Zhuxin glanced over and saw that Jiang Baimo and the others had not come out yet, but Lin Hao and Song Mei were already there.
There was a blush on Song Mei's face. Lin Hao looked at Song Mei lovingly and smiled again and again. He even put his hand on Song Mei's waist and rubbed it dishonestly.
Leng Zhuxin glanced at them and then looked away, but Song Mei took the initiative to speak: "Fellow Daoist Leng came out so late, did you get something good? Let us take it out and see it for ourselves."
Song Mei looked at Leng Zhuxin with an innocent face, slapped Lin Hao's hand away from her waist, stood up and walked towards Leng Zhuxin.
Leng Zhuxin's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was distant: "Which sect are you from? You're well dressed and look happy. You must have gotten something good, right? Have you shown it to other fellow Taoists?"
Leng Zhuxin slowly took a step back and found an empty place to sit down.
Looking at Song Mei's changed expression, he said again: "Daoyou, please don't come closer to me. The smell on your body is really bothering me."
Leng Zhuxin put her hand under her nose and fanned it, as if she really smelled something unpleasant.
But in fact, the smell of sulfur in the crater is quite strong, and even if there is any bad smell, it can be completely covered by the smell of sulfur.
She said this on purpose. When she saw Song Mei's eyebrows raised, she knew that Song Mei was angry.
He sighed inwardly that Song Mei was too easily angered, but his hands did not stop moving. He took out another veil and put it on with a look of disgust on his face.
"Fellow Daoist Song, I really can't stand your smell. If you don't want to leave, I'll give you this seat.
By the way, Fellow Daoist Song, you haven't answered the question of whether you have shown what you obtained to others."
Leng Zhuxin raised her head and looked at Song Mei. Song Mei was standing while she was sitting, but it was Song Mei who was suppressed in terms of momentum.
In addition, Song Mei only has the cute appearance of a beautiful girl from a small family. If you ignore the environment they are in at the moment, Song Mei in her pink robes really looks like Leng Zhuxin's maid.
Song Mei also noticed it, and her anger towards Leng Zhuxin increased.
His heart was filled with malice. "If I let them see what I got from the underground palace, would you show it to them too?"
Song Mei felt that she was the granddaughter of the elder of the Danluan Sect and was protected by the disciples of the Danluan Sect, while Leng Zhuxin was just a casual cultivator from an unknown sect. Even if she really had a big background, the cultivators in the secret realm would not know about it.
He would definitely choose Leng Zhuxin over her, so he took out the things she got from the secret realm without hesitation.
It is an alchemy furnace. Although it is not as good as the pseudo-Shennong Ding in Leng Zhuxin's hand, it is also an excellent high-level alchemy furnace.
The eyes of many cultivators suddenly lit up, but just like Song Mei's image, many people took Song Mei's identity into consideration and secretly said it was a pity, and gave up attacking Song Mei.
Instead, he looked at Leng Zhuxin with anticipation, wanting to see what Leng Zhuxin had taken out from the underground palace.
Leng Zhuxin spread his hands under Song Mei's provocative and malicious gaze, "I didn't win, I didn't get it."
These six light words made Song Mei's expression twist again. She stared at Leng Zhuxin intently: "No? Did you do it on purpose? How dare you fool me like this!"
Leng Zhuxin shrugged again, "It's true that I didn't win. I entered the ninth gate, so it's normal that I didn't win with my early Jindan cultivation.
Fellow Daoist Song, if you want to believe it, then believe it; if you don’t want to believe it, then don’t believe it.
I just didn’t get anything from the Ninth Gate.”
"What Fellow Daoist Leng said is true. I can testify that there is indeed nothing to be gained from the Ninth Gate. Even though I won the battle, I didn't get even a single spiritual herb. I think everything inside must have been taken away by the cultivators before me.
The secret realm is not inexhaustible."
As soon as Leng Zhuxin finished speaking, a voice was heard. It was Jiang Xue, a disciple of Tianyin Valley and Lu Yueshuang's junior sister.
Jiang Xue had just come out of the underground palace. She had reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Stage and was victorious, but she did not get the treasure she deserved.
She was already in a very bad mood, and when she saw Song Mei, who had always been at odds with her, bullying someone again, and the person she was bullying was Leng Zhuxin, whom her senior sister had said she wanted to be friends with, she couldn't help but speak up to explain for Leng Zhuxin.
After hearing her words, Song Mei still refused to give in and pointed the gun at Leng Zhuxin and Jiang Xue.
"Haha, you testified for her. I suspect you got something good and are afraid someone might snatch it away, so that's why you said that!
You two can’t be trusted!”
Song Mei was a little excited. She wanted to snatch the storage bags of the two people, open them and pour out the contents to let others see what treasures were in their storage bags.
Jiang Xue's face darkened, and her natal sword was unsheathed.