She searched carefully for a long time.
Only then did she finally catch a glimpse of the Purple Cloud Saint who was sitting quietly and meditating with her eyes closed behind the crowd opposite her.
This Ziyun Saint seems to be very fond of purple clothes. When Sang Luo browsed her homepage on the whale platform, she found that 90% of her videos were spent wearing a purple silk dress.
Today is no exception.
Ziyun Saint was still wearing her favorite lavender silk dress. The slim cut perfectly showed off her curvy figure. The air was cold in the early winter, so she wore something with a looser fit. Suit.
She also wears a pair of pearl earrings on her ears, making her look very elegant and delicate.
If Sang Luo hadn't known Saint Ziyun, she would have thought she was a capable woman in the urban workplace. How could she see the trace of a Taoist?
Ziyun Saint seemed to feel Sang Luo's gaze. She was meditating and suddenly opened her eyes and looked across the crowd, meeting Sang Luo's eyes.
When she saw Sang Luo sitting opposite, she was very shocked, and her facial muscles were twitching.
Time stood still for a few seconds, and then she put on a calm expression. She sat cross-legged, put her hands on her knees, and continued to meditate calmly.
Sang Luo stood up and took the initiative to walk towards Saint Ziyun.
She looked at Saint Ziyun who was concentrating with her eyes closed, and asked quietly: "Are you from the Underworld City?"
Saint Ziyun gently opened her eyes and looked at Sang Luo, and said in a very disdainful tone: "So what?"
After saying that, Saint Ziyun closed her eyes and meditated again.
The people in Mingdu opposed Sang Luo in every possible way, which meant that they must know Sang Luo's true identity.
Knowing that she is the Ghost Emperor, Ziyun Saint still dares to look down on her like this, which shows that the status of the person behind them in the fairy world or the underworld must be higher than hers.
From this point of view, it is not that easy to uproot the underworld.
Sang Luo picked up the program brochure on the table. Printed on the cover was a group photo of the four resident celebrity guests. Her index finger pointed at the young woman standing in the middle of the group photo, she raised her eyebrows and spoke lightly. Said: "The reason why you signed up for this show...is for her, right?"
The Holy Lady Ziyun closed her eyes, with an evil smile on her lips, her red lips slightly parted: "That's right, I'm here for Qin Mianmian. I want to take her body back and dedicate it to our boss to improve his cultivation. .”
She stopped meditating, stood up from the chair, walked to Sang Luo, stared at Sang Luo, and said quietly:
"It is too slow to search for a beautiful place to meditate and practice Qi. It is too slow to gather spiritual power. It is better to directly plunder the three souls and seven souls of the people who have just died, and then turn all their corpses into zombies to continue to rob others. The soul comes quickly."
Saintess Ziyun lowered her eyes, curved her mouth in a charming arc, and her voice was so soft that it could make you choke. She was looking at Sang Luo with a very provocative look.
Sang Luo turned sideways and met the eyes of Saint Ziyun.
After the Purple Cloud Saintess met Sang Luo's eyes, she immediately added: "When our boss has sucked enough ninety-nine and eighty-one pure yin male corpses and ninety-nine and eighty-one pure yang female corpses, you and your The current boss will wait to give up his position. When the time comes, our boss will take the position of Lord Taishan, and I will take your position."
The Purple Cloud Saint raised her left eyebrow, and the provocation in the corners of her eyes became even stronger.
Sang Luo nodded and went through everything in his mind.
Xue Maning once told her that she had betrayed Emperor Zhenwu during her lifetime. Yi Qianyu, who was a disciple of Emperor Zhenwu in her previous life, hated her, so he made trouble for her everywhere and even killed the disciples in her sect. She thought this was the case It's just a simple grudge from the past life and has nothing to do with the present.
But now it sounds like Yi Qianyu not only holds grudges about the past, but also has other plans in mind, and he actually comes here to control the underworld.
Sang Luo snorted coldly, "Your boss, Yi Qianyu, was a disciple of Emperor Zhenwu in the mortal world during his lifetime. His talent and qualifications are certainly not bad. As long as he follows the right path and devotes himself to training, when the underworld changes its leadership in five hundred years, she will be fine." If you have the opportunity to become the new prince, why should you take such an evil path?"
"If the magic is not correct, even if you improve your cultivation very quickly in a short period of time, you will definitely suffer backlash in the future. Go back and tell your boss that if you still remember the grudges from your previous life, you can come to me directly and we will solve it face to face. No need. He’s been doing these shameful little tricks behind his back.”
All official positions in the underworld, from the Lord of Mount Tai to the Ghost Emperor of the Five Directions and even the King of Hell in the Ten Palaces, will be replaced on a regular basis, with a rotation of five hundred years.
This group of ghost emperors and kings of hell were all promoted together with the current prince, and they had just taken office less than a hundred years ago.
Saint Ziyun raised her chin slightly, "Wait? Why do we have to wait? We want it now, you just wait."
"Dear interviewees, the interview will now begin. Please sit on the stools on both sides of the hall according to your number. Let's start the interview by pressing your number."
Just as Sang Luo was about to say something, a soft female voice suddenly came from the speaker standing in front of the hall, announcing today's interview plan.
After hearing this, Saint Ziyun looked at the number plate in her hand, walked over to the row of chairs on the left side of the hall, and sat down.
Sang Luo didn't bother with her too much. After all, the Ziyun Saint was just a minion under Yi Qianyu. It was useless to talk to her. He had to find an opportunity to talk directly to Yi Qianyu himself. Okay, as for Saint Ziyun, she just needs to keep an eye on her and don't let her continue to harm others.
She glanced at the number plate in her hand, No. 32.
Sang Luo looked around and found that the chair that belonged to her was on the right side of the hall, sitting directly opposite the Holy Lady Ziyun.
After she found the chair with the number 32 on the back, she sat down.
Sitting next to her was a beautiful woman wearing a strong floral perfume. Sang Luo usually preferred light woody fragrances, but when she smelled this thick and stuffy perfume, she had a headache.
She turned sideways and glanced at the woman sitting next to her.
The woman was wearing a burgundy fur, with a circle of snow-white mink fur around her neck, revealing a bright face.
This fur woman was surprisingly beautiful. After Sang Luo came to the world, she had met a lot of female stars who came to her to help her with things, but the one in front of her was more attractive than the other female stars she had seen before. Even more beautiful.
A pair of fox eyes were outlined with perfect eyeliner, the ends of the eyes were slightly raised, the peak of the nose was high, the tip of the nose was delicate and delicate, a pair of pink lips were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, which was charming.
(End of chapter)
