Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 137: Murong Ziyue, a disabled but strong-willed person

The Tianyao Realm at this time.

The elders and guardians of the Daqian Holy Land spent a huge amount of money to book the entire second floor of a shop worth 30,000 yuan.

Do nothing else.

Eat skewers!

Drink beer!
Why did they come all the way from Qianyang Territory?
Isn’t it just for a bite to eat?
A group of elders from the holy land who usually look like immortals now rolled up their sleeves and stared at the bubbling red oil pot.

"Okay, okay, it's done, let's start!"

Watching the skewers simmering in the red oil pan emit an enticing aroma.

A Dharma protector who was overcoming the tribulation invited everyone to start eating.

"What's the rush?"

A female Mahayana practitioner stood up and motioned for everyone to make room for her.

"You male cultivators, wait a minute. We sisters haven't checked in yet and are still trembling."

As they spoke, the female cultivators from the Daqian Holy Land prepared to go up and take pictures.

Seeing this.

A male Mahayana practitioner couldn't help but speak up to discuss.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Shiqin, why don't we eat first? Wouldn't it be the same if we could take the photos after eating?"

Unexpectedly, these words attracted a burst of laughter from the female monks.

"Same as you!"

"After eating, there are bamboo sticks everywhere. How can the food be photographed well?"

"You rough guys, do you even understand what a refined female cultivator of the new era is?"

"Sisters, ignore them, let's shoot our own! A bunch of low-class men~"

As they spoke, the group of female cultivators ignored their fellow disciples and began to strike poses one by one.

"Hey, you take the picture for me first, and then I'll take the picture for you later."

"Yeah, no problem."

"Make your face smaller."

“Don’t use too heavy a filter.”

"Blur out those male cultivators who are reincarnated from starving bodies in the back."

"Legs, stretch my legs."

After taking the photo, you have to edit the picture and then edit the text.

Finally, everyone has to go through it and revise it again, and only click to publish the work after confirming that there are no problems.

[Checking in at the popular online store with my little fairies, today’s happiness is doubled~]

Below is a small group photo. Everyone shows half of their face and makes scissors hands to the camera. The background just shows the bubbling hot pot.

[Best friends are those who eat and drink together, take beautiful photos together, and don’t mind getting fat or ugly together! ]

[Checking in at a popular online store, today's outfit and mood are both perfect! ]

After posting Douyin, they went to show off to each of their fake sister groups one by one.

Male cultivator:.
Hey!
If I had known earlier, I would have divided the food between the two families. Why would I have to suffer this?
The skewers are the same as the milk tea.

Unable to purchase online.

This news can be said to have made everyone extremely uncomfortable.

Queuing up to buy milk tea every day has already exhausted all their means and energy, so they have to queue up for these skewers too?
So the monks in line are now divided into two parties.

The skewers party and the milk tea party.

For most monks, this is a good thing.

Since some people went to buy skewers, the queue for buying milk tea naturally seemed less crowded.

And vice versa.

But for a very few monks.

The news that there would be long queues for both milk tea and skewers was like the sky falling.

For example, Murong Ziyue.

At this moment, she had two black circles on her head, standing numbly and stiffly in the milk tea queue, like a walking corpse.

Zi Yue scratched her greasy hair and shook her head.

What time did you go to bed last night?

oh.
I stayed up too late and didn't sleep. I hid under the covers and played with my phone all night.

It has been going on for several days.

I had to go down the mountain early in the morning at around five o'clock to help my master queue up to buy milk tea. After buying it, I had to go to the second floor to queue up again to buy skewers.

The people in front buy a little more, or get up a little later.

If you have two things, you won't be able to buy one of them.

After I go back, my master will blame me a few times, and the spirit stones he originally rewarded me will be reduced by two-thirds.

Buy one less thing and save two-thirds of your errand fees?

Murong Ziyue felt that it was too much of a loss, so she decided to come earlier and queue up to get the full errand fee.

"Ah~"

Yawning, Murong Ziyue took two small steps forward with the team, muttering to herself.

“It would be nice if someone could help me line up.”

Such a bizarre idea was naturally laughed at by the monks in front of her.

"Little sister, what are you dreaming about? Who is willing to help you line up. Eh? It's you? Purple Hair Eighteen Cups?!" I heard a familiar voice in the front.

Murong Ziyue moved her head with difficulty to look at it, squinting her eyes and trying to identify it for a long time.

"Oh, it's you, Senior."

"you"

The cultivator in the fusion stage who was standing in front of Murong Ziyue was so shocked by the latter's appearance that he was speechless.

"Yes, it's me, what a coincidence, Senior."

"It's only been a few days since we last met. How come you look so haggard?!"

"hehe."

Murong Ziyue smiled, and this ghostly smile scared the people around her so much that they took a few steps back.

"Ha~ Every day I have to get up before dawn to help Master queue up to buy milk tea, and then buy skewers. After returning to the sect, I have to complete the daily running mission, play a few ranked games, and catch up on the dozen or so novels I'm following. I. Ha~ I. I haven't closed my eyes for three whole days."

Great!

Everyone showed him great respect.

After hearing this, the cultivator in the fusion stage solemnly gave up his seat.

"Little sister, please line up in front of me."

"Come, come, come, sister will let you, come in front of sister."

"Tsk, you all are like this. If I don't give in, won't it seem petty?"

"Please make way, everyone, let this slicked-back purple-haired Foundation Establishment Stage girl buy first. She hasn't slept in three days."

I go?

No sleep for three days during the foundation-building period?
What the hell are you bragging about!

Someone just wanted to scold the monks nowadays for cutting in line and making up all kinds of unscrupulous nonsense.

But when he turned around, he saw Murong Ziyue, who looked haggard and seemed to be dying.

They were all shocked!

I saw everyone looking at me.

Murong Ziyue opened her eyes wide, trying hard to make herself look more energetic.

I'm so embarrassed!
Don't you die?

"Little sister, don't try to open your eyes so hard. Save your energy."

"Oh"

"Little sister, I have a Qi-boosting pill here. Take it first."

"Master won't let me eat food from strangers."

"little sister"

"Hey, stop talking to Zimao. He's almost dying! And you're still trying to seduce him into talking! Don't you need to put in the effort to talk?"

Too
Everyone shut up and nervously watched Murong Ziyue walk to the front desk with three unsteady steps.

I was afraid she couldn't bear it.
"I want eighteen cups of milk tea."

Before he could finish his words, Murong Ziyue fainted in front of the counter.

"Ah! Zi Yue?!"

Fortunately, Murong Ziyue comes here every day and knows everyone in Tutu Tea House.

Seeing her good friend fainted, the bunny girl who was madly crushing lemons immediately dropped the pestle and mortar in her hands and rushed out.

"Purple Moon!"

"Zi Yue, please don't scare me, Zi Yue!"

"Hurry, hurry, Zi Yue is dead! Help! Someone come! Someone's dead!!"

What kind of stuff?

dead?
Huang Wansan, who had just come down from the second floor, almost crawled to the door of Tutu Tea House.

After seeing the situation clearly, he immediately slapped Bunny Girl on the head.

"Why are you yelling? She's just asleep! Yelling and screaming will affect business, don't you know? She's still talking!"

Still talking?

Bunny leaned in closer and listened carefully.

Huh? It really is!
“Milk tea..milk tea milk tea”

isn't it?
You're so sleepy and still want to drink milk tea?

Such perseverance is truly amazing!
Huang Wansan thought for a moment and immediately gave the order.

"Send this story about this little girl, despite her disability, queuing up to buy milk tea and refusing to leave even when she fainted, to your Bunny Tea Princess Marketing Department. Oh, and send photos and videos as well."

"why?"

The little rabbit's ears began to twirl in circles.

Well known.

The rabbit ears installed later cannot be moved, so this little girl who has been making milk tea for everyone is a rabbit demon!
However, the monks outside are no longer surprised by this.

Isn’t it just catching some rabbits to use as labor to make milk tea?
The Demon Sect has done similar things before, so it's normal.

"because."

Looking at the wise-looking Bunny Girl, Huang Wansan immediately lost the desire to explain.

"Just send it to the marketing department, and they'll know what to do."

"OK then"

(End of this chapter)