“Yeah……”

Xue Jiaojiao buried her head.

There is no need to do it… There is a reason why the Lord accused me of being ignorant.

But this doesn’t seem to be a bad idea…

After the transport vehicle was repaired, the caravan thanked the two men again and again.

“Lady Saint, and your sister, are both good people!”

“Haha, you are such a good person…”

Xue Jiaojiao’s mouth twitched as she listened.

Even I can be considered a good person. The world is really unpredictable.

Continue on your way.

Xue Jiaojiao talked about many things with this saint lady.

We talked about the saint’s life experience. It turned out that she had once been in an evil force and was revered as the “Saint of Heart Destruction”, completing the assigned tasks like a puppet.

But she broke free from the shackles imposed on her by her bloodline, and then met a woman who changed her destiny…

I don’t know if I can live freely like her.

Xue Jiaojiao was daydreaming in a trance.

Instead of doing those messy things, I could just sit at the beach, bask in the sun, drink some wine, and it would be best if Tang Xin, that guy, only wore underwear and served me…

Unfortunately, this is just thought.

I am the Demon Lord Star, destined to be different from her.

Arriving at the prosperous and bustling city, Xue Jiaojiao suppressed all the thoughts in her mind.

I can’t stay by her side anymore, my fighting spirit will really be completely worn out!

“Lianxin,” the little witch looked into her eyes for the first time and called her by her name, “Close your eyes, I want to give you something.”

“Ah.”

Lianxin didn’t ask any more questions and just closed her eyes obediently.

Xue Jiaojiao walked up to her and whispered in her ear.

“Idiot, don’t be so gentle to others anymore.”

After saying that, the little witch kissed the other person’s cheek lightly, like a dragonfly touching the water.

When Lianxin opened her eyes again, the place in front of her was empty and there was no one in sight.

The saint blinked, didn’t seem surprised at all, touched her cheek, and smiled faintly.

“She’s right. This person can still be saved… But if Xue Jiaojiao knew that Tang Xin used her to find the remnants of the Blood Honor Palace, she would probably be very angry, right? Well… Anyway, she will be the one to explain when the time comes, so let her worry about it.”

On the other side, Xue Jiaojiao, who had blended into the crowd, naturally had no idea that she had been set up long ago.

She turned around to look in Lianxin’s direction for the last time, put on her hood, and hid all her expressions in the shadows.

Where there is light, there will be darkness. After all, we are from two different worlds… Let’s just treat this gentle encounter as a dream!

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In view of the overwhelming vote for the second new book, I am ready to start writing (current progress: created the folder, collected some information). It shouldn’t be long before you can see it, so stay tuned!

Extra Chapter: Daily Life of a Passerby Character in Xuanling Sect

Qingzhou, Xuanling Sect, martial arts training ground.

The sun is shining and the autumn breeze is cool.

It’s perfect weather for fishing.

“One.” “Two.” “One.” “Two.”

An Qiao and Ning Yan, who had nothing to do, were playing a game of kicking a ball.

There is really nothing to do…

These two characters, who bear the title of “Guardians of the Seven Stars”, should theoretically always be around the Seven Stars, playing a role similar to that of guardians.

But in fact, they did basically nothing serious.

It seemed like he had never participated in the crucial battle, and all the dangers he should have encountered were seemingly avoided.

While Su Ling and the others were fighting hard against the Blood Lord Palace on the front line, the two of them were just hanging out on the Alliance’s Spirit Boat, discussing which of the seven stars had the most brilliant moves…

Honestly, this can’t be blamed on An Qiao and Ning Yan, as their abilities are all non-combat. It’s good enough for Lie Detector and Treasure Hunter to not be a drag on the front battlefield.

As monks of ordinary origin, they are also very sensible.

Since there was no role for him, he just stayed outside the camera and didn’t even go to the final battle.

Otherwise, if you show up, you can more or less get a spot in the corner when taking family photos…

“An Qiao, Ning Yan, good morning,” Fang Ling greeted them as she passed by. “Didn’t the elders assign you any tasks today?”

The two of them were quite familiar with Fang Ling. On the one hand, they all played “serious roles”, but on the other hand, their roles seemed to disappear inexplicably in the later stages…

“Yes,” Ning Yan smiled politely, “I even suspect that the elder has forgotten about us.”

There is probably no doubt that the last time the elder passed by, he didn’t even call out their names, but called them “those two disciples”.

“Well, how about you take the initiative and try? Show more, maybe you’ll get a chance?”

Fang Ling suggested.

“Thank you for your concern,” An Qiao said, “but it’s good like this. When I occasionally appeared before, the headmaster always looked at me with a sizing look… I shouldn’t be taller than her, right?”

“It’s hard to say…” “It’s hard to say…”

The other two shook their heads in unison.

“Today is the day for distributing the disciples’ salaries, remember to collect them,” Fang Ling waved her hand and said, “I’m leaving first.”

A little different from them, Fang Ling is quite busy at work, and is responsible for various chores that the protagonists cannot see.

Big shots don’t need to eat, drink, defecate or urinate, but ordinary people outside the camera can’t avoid being vulgar…

“Goodbye.” “See you later.”

The sun is still shining.

The two were still playing the ball-tapping game.

“Sister An Qiao, Sister Ning Yan, good morning.”

A little girl who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, holding a candied haws in her hand, came forward to say hello.

“Minmin,” Ning Yan said with a smile, “We’ve already said that you joined earlier, so you don’t need to use honorifics for us.”

“But I think it’s so small,” Minmin licked the good stuff in her hand and said, “and you are the Seven Star Guardians, your status is higher than mine.”

“Has Senior Sister Tang been snatching your candied haws recently?”

Anjo asked with a smile.

“It seems like there are very few left,” the little girl smiled sweetly, “Since I mixed a super spicy flame fruit in it, Senior Sister Tang has lost interest in what I have in my hand.”

“Amazing…” “Very amazing…”

When Tang Xin needed to gain villain points in the past, he liked to do bad things like stealing people’s food. Later, when this task was no longer required, he still didn’t completely change his bad habits.

As the “Xuanling Sect’s designated target to be robbed”, Minmin can be said to have made a considerable contribution to the cause of saving the world.

“Do you want to eat it? This one is completely normal.”

“No need…” “Really, no need…”

In the world of cultivation, it turns out that one cannot save people by appearance.

After saying goodbye to Minmin, the two of them calmed down and continued playing ball.

“Oh, my shoulders are so sore…”

A busty female disciple passed by the martial arts training ground, rubbing her shoulders and sighing.

“Good afternoon, honeydew!”

An Qiao saw it and waved at her.

This female disciple’s appearance was not outstanding, just about average for an average passerby. She was even less noticeable in the Xuanling Sect where there were many beautiful women.

But she has a pair of melons.

Her normal figure and ordinary face make her melons particularly eye-catching and impressive.

“I’ve told you so many times, my name is not Honeydew Melon,” the busty female disciple sighed, “Have you all forgotten my real name…”

“…”

Yes, I indeed forgot. What was her last name… Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li?

Never mind, just remember that she is a melon.

Like Minmin, Migua was often used by Senior Sister Tang to gain villain points, mainly by punishing her by making her do push-ups.

Doing push-ups with a pair of melons puts her under a lot more pressure than the average person.

“Sometimes I really envy you two,” Honeydew Melon said with a sad face, “You can find suitable clothes and your shoulders won’t hurt…”

An Qiao and Ning Yan looked down at themselves.

The whole journey is smooth and unobstructed, all the way down…

The difference between people is sometimes just that huge.

“Are your shoulders sore?”

An Qiao had no expression on his face.

“Let us help you rub it.”

Ning Yan also had a blank expression on her face.