Chapter 133 It doesn’t necessarily depend on clothes

Style: Fantasy Author: The medicine is life-threateningWords: 2154Update Time: 24/01/13 09:00:11
Ximen Wuhen used his trump card and took advantage of the elders' mutual distrust to push me to a high position. I may become the fastest-promoted person in the history of the Demon Sect.

And I will definitely become the target of public criticism. The transfer of management personnel is a bad job. There are too many people willing to spend money to buy a position.

Not to mention the other elders, even the people under Xuanyuan Wumu, they also hope to get rid of their deputy positions and take up the full-time positions.

I suddenly "airborne" and took away their coveted seats, and they all gritted their teeth with hatred.

This is information secretly investigated by people from Nanjiu. She reminded me to be careful of Xuanyuan's old troops.

The big tree in Xuanyuan fell, and apparently the hozens were scattered. But these hozens abandoned him, and they may not have come to seek refuge with me.

Most of them have already chosen their new masters and have gone to stand in line with other elders.

I waited for two days, but no one came to seek refuge.

I secretly lamented that my friendly persona had failed to be created again. People in the church were avoiding me openly and covertly. No one wanted to contact me except the die-hard fans of Ximen Wuhen.

Xuanyuan Wumu's six secret guards were put back, but they still couldn't restore my image.

They were strict-mouthed and would not tell anyone what they had experienced in the dark room.

When asked urgently, he said everything was fine and Hallmaster An was a good person. .

What they were doing in the room could be clearly heard by the servants outside.

As a result, they went out to issue me a good guy card with the same tactics. Isn't this weird?

People who had already guessed the "truth" in advance, combined with Lang Jiang's reaction, automatically made associations.

They came to the conclusion that I not only tortured people's "body", but also destroyed their "heart".

The Demon Sect is relatively closed, and internal news spreads quickly, so everyone eats together what they have.

The rumors reached Wan'er and Xiaojiao's ears, causing their anger levels to soar.

Guard Jia has always been on the front line of eating melons. He advised them not to add insult to injury. The servants in the church had already started to use me to scare the little children who cried at night.

Xiaojiao's head has its own circuitry. She blames me for wearing black all day long without any jewelry on my head, which makes me look gloomy and unlucky.

She took advantage of my promotion and went to the clothing department to customize a set of "Yangjian" prosperous clothes for me!

She admitted that she hadn't read much, so the name was a bit straightforward, but the meaning was clear.

The red and fire clothes represent happiness and good fortune.

I only took one look at this set of clothes and asked the servants to go back the way they came. Whoever wants to wear it can wear it, and I won't wear it even to death.

Xiaojiao's name is indeed straightforward. The servant sent her a set of bright red robes. It was red, with rich pink peonies embroidered on it, and a red and pink silk flower as big as a sea bowl. It was meant to be worn on the on the head.

The servants were in a dilemma, and I knew that no normal person would be able to wear these clothes.

If you return it, it will be thrown into the warehouse to collect dust, and no one will want it.

Xiaojiao saw that I was resolute, so she took a step back and said that it was hard for me to do it, and she had to work all night long, so she had to accept it first and decide whether to wear it or not.

I saw that the servant who brought the clothes was embarrassed, so I nodded and accepted the goods.

Even the red clothes were stuffed into the closet by me, out of sight and out of mind.

Speaking of which, Xiaojiao is a person who doesn't dress up. At first I thought she wanted to be low-key, but now I know she doesn't.

She wore a dirty earth-colored floral dress all day long. The clothes looked like they hadn't been washed for several days, and she had an ugly wooden hairpin in her hair.

I really thought she was trying to be ugly to cover up her natural beauty.

Now that I see her working so hard to dress me up, I realize that she has put all the effort into dressing me up, but her aesthetics has gone astray.

The next day, the head of the clothing department came to my door in person and apologized to me. He said that the people below were confused and that Elder An had a high status. They had already prepared clothes suitable for my status. He was only absent for one day and the younger ones were negligent, so he came here specially. I apologized and brought the fine clothes they had prepared.

Did they know that I had a clear mind? No one in the church thought highly of me, so how could they?

Will think in advance to prepare a new set of clothes for me.

Apparently I went back yesterday to recruit all the sewing workers together and worked overtime to make a set.

They seem to know that I don't like clothes with wide robes and long sleeves, let alone cumbersome designs.

So I tried my best to make a fuss about the patterns and embellishments. The moire patterns on the collar and cuffs were embroidered with silver thread, and the background color was still black.

The material is very particular. It is made of warm silk woven with fire silk, which has a certain warmth-keeping effect. It is especially suitable for wearing in the spring and autumn of Tengxue Country.

In winter, add a "mink" outfit outside. As long as it doesn't freeze outside all the time, it will be enough to survive the winter.

The mink fur suit will be delivered later. This is what the head of the garment department said. He said that the production of winter clothes has just started today. He asked me to rest assured that they will definitely use the best fur to make the suit and send it to me.

Someone specially made clothes for me and delivered them in person, so I had to express my gratitude by asking Xiaojiao to give him some money, just like paying for tea and wine for everyone, as a token of my gratitude.

After the person who sent the clothes left, Xiaojiao immediately gathered around me and muttered, saying that the new clothes were more solemn but not friendly enough, and the black clothes with silver thread gave people a particularly "cold" feeling.

I glanced at her and complained: "Just tell me that I look cold. Don't rely on the clothes. You and Wan'er will definitely not look cold in those clothes."

Xiaojiao pursed her lips, looking like she was suppressing a smile.

"Okay, clothes are just an object to protect the body from the cold. The main thing is to look at people. No matter how beautiful I dress, there will always be people who give me trouble."

The Demon Cult does not have a jewelry shop, only blacksmiths and carpenters. Xiaojiao wanted to carve her own hairpin of the same style for me, but I politely refused.

She took the gold and silver ingots to the blacksmith shop and asked the blacksmith to make a set of jewelry for me.

I especially told her not to wear "grand" or "rich" styles, just light and decorative ones.

The blacksmith must have done this kind of work before. The jewelry Xiaojiao brought back was much more beautiful than I expected.

The silver hairpin is thin and the flowers are hollow. It will never feel heavy when worn, and nothing will fall on it.

The earrings are stud earrings, which also have no pendant. The necklace is a clavicle chain, which still has no pendant. It is also thin and can be torn off with a little force without strangling me.

The bracelets and rings are a little more complicated, decorated with small gemstones, but they are not exaggerated at all.

Xiaojiao was dissatisfied. She felt that such plain jewelry did not reflect my status.

I reminded her again that I was a secret guard and it was not easy for me to walk in front of others. I would feel restless if I dressed too high-profile.

Xiaojiao did not agree with my approach. She felt that I should exercise and get used to the feeling of being superior. When I go to Bizhu Island in the future, I am the owner of the island, so I can't show off too much.

I said in my heart, "You can just let me ascend to the throne", but this is not a joke in this era.