The miserable Muyan wanted to shed tears of sympathy for her.

It wasn't until the moiré python was completely turned into meat paste that the fourth senior sister suddenly came to her senses and said, "Oh, no, the lunch I finally found for my junior sister was turned into meat paste again. Alas, it's all turned into meat paste."

How can you eat it if it's covered in mud?"

The corner of Muyan's mouth twitched. She finally understood that the people from Xiaoyao Sect were so strong, how could they be so poor?

All of them are either weird or violent in their emotions. When the food comes into their hands, they won't even hold the dregs.

…

Entering the Xiaoyao Gate from the back door, Muyan saw her third senior brother Chu Moli, who was dressed in clear clothes and sitting in a wheelchair.

Chu Moli was dressed in green clothes, with handsome appearance and slender figure.

In front of us is a landscape of lakes and mountains, with a blue sky and rising sun.

Under the morning light, he was holding a paintbrush and painting on the easel he had set up.

He looked like an upright gentleman, an elegant scholar, and was incompatible with the violent and impoverished Xiaoyao Sect.

As a result, Muyan quietly approached and was dumbfounded when she saw Chu Moli's painting.

I saw that there was no blank space on the huge drawing paper, only a dazzling scarlet color.

Among the scarlet, there is a ferocious roaring ghost head emerging from the lava of hell.

There are also those dense white bones that are being chewed by ghost heads.

As if he felt her approaching, Chu Moli turned around and showed a gentle smile, "What do you think of my painting, little junior sister?"

Muyan's forehead throbbed with veins: I don't know how you drew it, but I seem to feel that you are a pervert.

Faced with such a beautiful lake and spring scenery, you can actually draw such a dark, weird and bloody picture.

She forced a smile and said, "The painting is quite good."

Chu Moli's smile became gentler and softer, "Thank you for the compliment, little junior sister!"

Muyan shook her head and quickly retreated.

…

After seeing Chu Moli's perversion, Muyan was not surprised when she saw the fifth senior brother with light make-up, but instead felt more friendly.

"Fifth Division...sister, good morning."

Ling Yusheng raised his head from the pattern he was embroidering, revealing a beautiful face, and said angrily: "Didn't you see that I was embroidering? You suddenly made a noise, what if I ruin the embroidery?"

Muyan asked with great interest: "What is Fifth Senior Sister embroidering?"

Ling Yusheng glanced at her, but still replied: "Mandarin duck moire purse."

"The embroidery is so beautiful!" Mu Yan looked at Ling Yusheng's long and beautiful fingers with envy as she shuttled the thin needle across the cloth, "I don't have this skill at all. Fifth Senior Sister, you are so awesome!"

Her little baby's clothes were all worn out at first and she bought new ones directly.

Later, when the baby got a little older, it was all given by the baby.

She is so incompetent as a mother.

When Ling Yusheng heard her praising his skills, he immediately smiled like a flower, "My little mouth is so sweet, so what if I finish embroidering this bag and give it to you?"

"real?"

"Huh, of course it's true. When did I ever tell lies!"

Muyan left with satisfaction.

Ling Yusheng looked at her back, unable to recover for a long time, and murmured: "Doesn't she really think that I am an alien and a disgusting monster?"

…

It only took Muyan two hours to visit Xiaoyaomen and the surrounding mountains.

She wanted to ask Luo Yu how she could find some way to make a living and help Xiaoyaomen get out of abject poverty.
Chapter completed!