The yandere senior sister pretended to be stupid to trick me, it made me feel numb!

At the entrance of the magnificent Wanbao Tower, the wealthy shopkeeper was waving and watching Zhao Mu leave in the distance.

He was in a wonderful mood at the moment.

He is really a fat sheep. He said there is no bargaining price, and Zhao Mu really didn't talk about the price at all.

The transaction just now earned him at least ten more low-grade spirit stones.

According to the rules, you can put this premium into your own pocket.

"Hey! Isn't this Xu Shenghao?"

The fat shopkeeper's small pea-shaped eyes suddenly lit up.

Another fat sheep is coming.

He felt that the outer sect genius Xia Ruoxi was simply his benefactor.

After a birthday, fat sheep come to be slaughtered one after another.

Although Xu Shenghao's family background is not as rich as Zhao Mu's, he can still reap great rewards.

"What wind brings Master Xu here?"

The fat shopkeeper immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Shopkeeper Pang, this young master wants to buy that Xuantian purple gauze robe."

Xu Shenghao stopped and hurriedly made his request before even entering Wanbao Tower.

Half an hour ago, he heard from the grapevine that Wanbao Tower had a failed Xuantian purple gauze robe for sale. He was already worried about choosing a gift, so he immediately rushed over, wanting to get it before others.

The price of this thing may be high, but it is worth it.

Although Xia Ruoxi is quite powerful, there are still several people participating in this outer sect competition who can threaten her.

But if she had this Xuantian purple gauze robe, it would greatly increase her chances of winning.

In this way, he would surely gain her friendship, which would be of great benefit to his family.

Even if he could win her favor, Xu Shenghao would wake up laughing in his dreams.

Xia Ruoxi is not only talented, but also has the most beautiful appearance among her peers.

But the next moment, what Shopkeeper Pang said made him confused.

"Mr. Xu is a step too late. The Xuantian purple gauze robe has already been bought by someone else."

"What? Bought it? Who intercepted it?"

"I'm sorry I can't tell you, this is the rule of Wanbaolou."

“…”

Xu Shenghao's mentality was a little broken. After trying his best to catch up, he was still one step behind others. What a good opportunity to show off, but it was gone just like that.

However, he certainly would not give up and still had to send the gift.

"Is there any other first-grade spiritual weapon that can rival the Xuantian Purple Gauze Treasure Robe?"

"Of course."

The fat shopkeeper grinned, gestured with his hand, and invited Xu Shenghao into Wanbao Tower.

.....

Zhao Mu naturally didn't know that Xu Shenghao arrived at Wanbao Tower just after he left, and his purpose was exactly to get the Xuantian purple gauze robe he bought.

In fact, if we analyze it rationally, this failed imitation of the Xuantian purple gauze robe is not really precious.

The reason why Xu Shenghao wanted it so much was simply because he happened to run into the outer sect competition.

The Xuantian Purple Gauze Treasure Robe, which possesses the defensive capabilities of a second-grade spiritual weapon, is definitely a powerful trump card.

What?

Why don’t you just buy a second-grade spiritual weapon?

What a joke, a second-grade spiritual weapon costs hundreds of spirit stones. How many people in the entire outer sect can afford it?

What's more, the outer sect competition explicitly stipulates that second-grade spiritual weapons are not allowed to be used.

Even if you have money, you can't use it in the outer sect competition after buying it. It will be of no use at all.

After entering the outer gate area of ​​Xuantian Taoist Sect, Zhao Mu went straight to the most remote cave.

I soon arrived at my destination and met the person I wanted to meet.

In the setting sun, on the edge of the cliff, a woman in a black dress held an ink-black long sword, standing facing the wind, her skirt rustling.

The three thousand black hairs dyed red by the sunset glow swayed in the wind.

There was still a faint sense of solemnity in the air.

It was obvious that the woman had just finished her training.

Looking at that almost perfect back, Zhao Mu's heartbeat quickened slightly.

Yan Bingqing, born with a Shura's devilish heart, is the great villain in the later part of the novel and the stepping stone for the heroine Xia Ruoxi to finally reach the top.

Of course, compared to the heroine Xia Ruoxi, Zhao Mu prefers the cold, aloof, but always true to her heart, pure and kind villain Yan Bingqing.

Although this description may sound a bit outrageous at first, it is indeed true.

There are also evil people who kill people in the righteous path, and there are also pure and kind people in the evil path. It is not surprising that there are people who keep their true nature.

The so-called good and evil are nothing more than the division of camps.

The subtle changes in light and shadow, coupled with Zhao Mu's undisguised footsteps, made Yan Bingqing quickly discover his arrival.

"Junior Brother Zhao Mu greets Senior Sister Yan!"

Zhao Mu bowed slightly and performed a greeting with a calm attitude.

"what!"

"Oh!"

???

Oh what the hell?

Was it because he was too ugly that scared Yan Bingqing?

Nope!

Not long after crossing over, Zhao Mu carefully observed this body in the mirror.

He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, a well-proportioned man with a strong and handsome face and a masculine and well-proportioned body, which fully meets the standards of a handsome man.

Facing the setting sun, Zhao Mu met those cold eyes, and a strange hint flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Why does it feel like Yan Bingqing is a little stupid?"

Zhao Mu muttered to himself.

Because he found that the other party was not rejecting him, but it seemed that his appearance made Yan Bingqing a little surprised and at a loss.

"Senior Sister Yan, am I scary?"

"No, no, no!"

Yan Bingqing's slightly flustered eyes flickered slightly, and she denied it hurriedly, even her two slender hands shaking from side to side like a tumbler.

"..."

Looking at Yan Bingqing like this, Zhao Mu felt more and more strange.

Why does it feel like this senior sister is a little dull?

Quite cute.

Zhao Mu suddenly felt that he seemed to like this senior sister even more.

"Then Senior Sister Yan just said 'yeah' and 'oh' again, what's going on?"

"I was a little surprised and didn't know what to say for a moment!"

Yan Bingqing's emotions had calmed down. With a beautiful sword flower, the ink-black long sword was sheathed. His movements were smooth and flowing, quite beautiful.

She walked slowly towards Zhao Mu, her red lips moving slightly under her veil. "No one has ever come close to me within a three-mile radius. You are the first one."

The footsteps paused when they were five steps away from Zhao Mu. Yan Bingqing's cold eyes met Zhao Mu's eyes with a hint of doubt, and then she spoke:

"Aren't you... afraid of me?"

"Why should I be afraid of you?"

Zhao Mu was a little puzzled.

"I'm very ugly, and everyone thinks I'm a forsaken person, an unlucky person, right?"

A hint of loneliness flashed across Yan Bingqing's cold eyes, and her white fingers subconsciously stroked her right cheek.

"Is this important?"

"Isn't it important?"

Yan Bingqing looked at the man who suddenly broke in front of her, somewhat unsure of what he meant.

In the whole world, except for the master who brought her back to Xuantian Dao Sect, no one else, including her biological parents, was willing to get close to her.

Even though she was the only master willing to approach her, she knew in her heart that it was only because of her talent.

She could feel that he still had some resistance to her in his heart.

"Of course it doesn't matter!"

Zhao Mu answered as a matter of course.

Hearing this, Yan Bingqing's cold eyes flickered slightly.

In a trance, she felt that the originally icy sunset suddenly became warm and comfortable.