The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Half an hour later, Wang Que was admiring his newly grown hair with a jade mirror.

"No, it's not long enough, it's not good enough."

Muttering to himself, he continued to stimulate the blood and accelerate his metabolism.

After another cup of tea, his hair was already draped over his shoulders.

He walked to Zhang Qiulin and said, "Xiao Zhang, do you have any clothes like hair crowns and robes in your storage ring? I want those you haven't worn before."

Zhang Qiulin didn't say anything and silently took out a pile of clothes.

"Well, not bad, it's good to be honest." Wang Que said and took away the clothes.

He tied his hair and wore a crown, and his long hair fell down in the middle of his forehead, which was a very standard hairstyle for male cultivators. After tidying up, Wang Que walked to Mo Lingqing, who was sitting cross-legged to heal his injuries.

"Village leader, how is it? I can crush him just by tying my hair casually."

Mo Lingqing opened his phoenix eyes, glanced at him, snorted coldly, and didn't speak.

Wang Que raised his newly grown eyebrows: "Not saying anything means acquiescence. After all, I have never seen a person with good looks..."

"Shut up!" Mo Lingqing raised her hand suddenly and then slowly put it down: "Don't force me to slap you!"

Wang Que opened his eyes wide and took two steps back: "Village leader? When you chose the husband to be the leader of the village, you said that you don't want ugly ones. If I were really ugly, would I be able to stand here?"

Mo Lingqing's face was cold: "This village leader did say that ugly ones are not wanted, but this village leader said that you are ordinary-looking. Do you know the difference between ugly and ordinary-looking!"

"Ugly is ugly, ordinary-looking is ugly, and ugly is ugly. It's just a little handsome, but a little handsome is also handsome. "

Mo Lingqing sneered: "Handsome, that's handsome, ugly, I can't stand it, plain, not handsome, but not eye-catching."

After saying that, Mo Lingqing added: "But now you are a little better looking than before after some tidying up."

"Humph." Wang Que raised his head, his mouth harder than AK: "I am handsome, who dared to say that I am not handsome when I was in Jinyang City?"

Mo Lingqing took a deep breath and said coldly: "Have you said enough, come over and draw the talisman!"

"No problem." This time Wang Que did not refuse, and walked over quickly: "Oh, by the way, Village Chief, Yi Fanchen said he had been here for more than 30 days. I just calculated when my hair grew longer. We have been in this cave world for less than a month. How could he have stayed here for a month?"

Under the evil ghost mask, Mo Lingqing's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly: "Are you a fool?"

"Don't you know that the flow of time in Huangfeng Palace is different from that in the outside world?"

"When you were in Jinyang City, you didn't know about the Huangfeng Taoist cave world that was about to open?"

After three questions in a row, Wang Que looked embarrassed: "This... I really haven't known about this."

Mo Lingqing said coldly: "The speed of time in the cave world is the same as that in the outside world, but the world in the Huangfeng Palace is an independent world. Three days in this world is equal to one day in the outside world."

"Then Yi Fanchen has been here for more than 30 days, and he has only been outside for more than 10 days."

Wang Que suddenly realized: "So that's the case. I was wondering why the village chief was not in a hurry to go out. By the way, village chief, what is the date for the competition for the founding order?"

Mo Lingqing said directly: "Mid-July, early August at the latest."

She remembered the day for the competition for the founding order in her heart. Even if she forgot everything, she would never forget this!

With a flash of her eyes, Mo Lingqing stared at Wang Que: "Why are you asking this? I said that if you escape from the old poisonous creature this time, I will definitely send you back to the Wang family. I will also cure your poison for you!"

Wang Que lowered his head and touched his nose: "That's not what I meant. I just asked."

Mo Lingqing did not continue to speak. The originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly became a little cold and depressed.

"Ahem." Wang Que coughed lightly, then thought of a topic and asked: "Village leader, we have no grudges against Yi Fanchen, why did he attack us right away?"

Mo Lingqing's voice was colder than before: "Why are you asking this?"

"Nothing, I just asked, I was thinking that we have no grudges, isn't he looking for trouble?"

Mo Lingqing said coldly: "This village leader really doesn't know what you do every day in the Wang family? Don't you even know the unspoken rules of the cultivation world?"

Wang Que looked even more embarrassed: "This, I really haven't known about it... ....."

"What do you do every day in Wang's house!"

"I can do a lot. In the morning, I pick a fan from my pile and then the servant will take my parrot for a walk."

"Sometimes I have breakfast at home, sometimes I have morning tea outside."

"When I wait for half a day, I look at the crickets and roosters I raise. At noon, I get together with three or five friends. In the afternoon, I fight crickets and cocks."

"In the evening, I either organize a party or my friends invite me to join a party. Sometimes I go to the boat on the lake to drink wine, listen to songs and watch dancers.Dance posture, sometimes go to the Jiaofangsi to listen to some songs and enjoy the poor daughters whose property was confiscated. "

Speaking of beauties, it has to be the Jiaofangsi. Those poor daughters danced with a reluctant but helpless look on their faces. It's really pitiful, tsk!"

Wang Que, immersed in the beautiful memories of the past, suddenly felt a little cold. He looked down and saw Mo Lingqing's cold eyes staring at him.

Swish, Wang Que felt the hair on his back stand up: "Chief! I'm not messing around. I'm just watching with an appreciative attitude. I'm going to appreciate beauty."

"No wonder he's a dandy!" Mo Lingqing's voice was cold.

Wang Que nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, I'm a dandy, a dandy."

"Draw a talisman!"

"Okay, okay. "

Wang Que instantly became extremely obedient and squatted down obediently: "Village leader, put your hand up."

Mo Lingqing snorted coldly and stretched out her jade hand to rest on the back of Wang Que's hand.

Wang Que took out a robe and put it under his hand. Since it was all painted, he might as well paint on the robe. If he really wanted to continue painting on the ground... forget about his fingers.

"Village leader, the fire spirit beads and fire spirit fruits that Yi Fanchen mentioned..."

"Draw your talisman."

"Oh. "

Wang Que stopped asking questions and shut up.

Mo Lingqing didn't know much about the Fire Spirit Pearl, but snatching this treasure from hundreds of late Yuandan Fire Birds... It was too risky.

Rather than taking such a big risk, she would rather wait for Yi Fanchen to get the Fire Spirit Pearl before snatching it!

If Yi Fanchen can't get it, then there's nothing to say.

As for the Fire Spirit Fruit, it's nothing compared to comprehending the mysterious runes.

Comprehending the mysterious runes, her comprehensive combat At least 30% increase in strength!

Her combat power was already strong in the late Yuandan period. If she could increase it by 30% this time and kill people and rob them... the benefits she would get would be far beyond what that piece of Fire Spirit Fruit could compare to.

In this way, it was clear at a glance which was more important.

As Wang Que held her hand and began to draw talismans, soon, Mo Lingqing's eyes reflected the dense shadows of array patterns and prohibitions...

Outside the Huangfeng Palace, inside the cave world...

"What did you just say, fellow Taoist? Has the Blood Witch already seized the treasure of this cave world? What does the Blood Witch you are talking about look like?"

Somewhere in the mountains, among a group of Xianyue Sect disciples, Shen Ruyan walked out and looked at the middle-aged male cultivator.

The middle-aged man took out the jade slip without any nonsense. As the spiritual power poured in, the spiritual power shadow of the Blood Witch, wearing a blood robe and a ghost mask, appeared in front of Shen Ruyan.

Shen Ruyan's eyes moved slightly and stared at the Blood Witch: "She? Is it the Blood Witch?"