Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

0Following the voice, a peerless beauty, who wore a white dress and had skin that was as white as snow and looked like a person who had walked out of a painting, appeared in everyone's line of sight.    0

    

The woman's entire body was spotless, her face was cold, and she gave off a cold aura that seemed capable of repelling people a thousand miles away.    

    

However, it was precisely this ice-cold temperament that caused her to give off the feeling of a fairy that had descended into the world, causing those who saw her to involuntarily feel ashamed of their inferiority.    

    

However, Ning Xiaolei was not one of them. At the moment, he was looking at this woman with a cold gaze.    

    

This girl's looks were actually not inferior to Lin Yumeng's group, and even more so because of her unique aura.    

    

"And who are you?"    

    

White Mountain Sect, Master's face became more and more unsightly, one by one, they went against him, obviously not giving him any face.    

    

The cold and beautiful woman looked at White Mountain Sect Master indifferently, and said indifferently: "Cold Moon Palace, Ao Xue'er."    

    

"Cold Moon Palace?"    

    

White Mountain Sect Master frowned, looking at the surrounding sect Master, he couldn't remember where there was such a power.    

    

The other sects' Master also frowned. He was at a loss and shook his head to show that he didn't know.    

    

However, at this moment, Thundercloud Sect Leader's eyes suddenly widened as a fiery passion flashed in the depths of his eyes.    

    

He suddenly walked up and asked excitedly: "Is this lady from the Cold Moon Palace of one of the five great forces of the Dragon Capital?"    

    

"Other than that Cold Moon Palace, there are other Cold Moon Palace?"    

    

Ao Xue'er's eyes flashed with a trace of displeasure as she said coldly.    

    

Thundercloud Sect Leader smiled coyly and shook his head with all his might, "No, no, I said the wrong thing."    

    

The five great forces of Dragon Capital, those were the true great powers, and were far from something a small sect like them could compare to.    

    

When they heard that Ao Xue'er came from the Dragon Capital and was even from the five great forces, the rest of Master's expression changed greatly.    

    

However, very soon, many people revealed burning expressions on their faces. They jumped down from the stage and ran over to greet Ao Xue'er, disregarding their status.    

    

Ao Xue'er glanced at everyone with disgust and said coldly, "Don't come near me. If you have something to say, just stand there and say it."    

    

The faces of several of Master's men, who were originally planning to get close to him, instantly froze. They couldn't advance or retreat, so they felt extremely awkward.    

    

However, they were experienced figures and quickly adjusted their condition as if nothing had happened.    

    

"It's said that the Cold Moon Palace's fairy is as pure as ice and that she doesn't like men. Seeing that today is indeed as the rumors say, we won't be going over."    

    

"Yes, yes. I am Tianlan Mountain's Master. I invite Miss Ao to come and have a seat at our Tianlan Mountain."    

    

"I am a person of the Nanmen Family, and have long heard of the great name of the Cold Moon Palace, I do not know …"    

    

Staring indifferently at these figures of Master, Ao Xue'er raised her hand to interrupt them. She said, "I heard that there are monsters that roam the Qin Prefecture. This is why they are here."    

    

Ao Xue'er's intention was obvious. She was not free and did not want to join any of these sects.    

    

Finished speaking, Ao Xue'er looked towards White Mountain Sect Master who was descending from the stage: "I just heard from below that there's some kind of accomplice, where is it?"    

    

White Mountain Sect Master was slightly stunned, and pointed at Ning Xiaolei: "It's him, he was the one who spoke nonsense just now."    

    

Ao Xue'er slowly turned around and looked at Ning Xiaolei.    

    

When she saw Ning Xiaolei's blurry face, Ao Xue'er frowned slightly and asked indifferently, "Why don't you show your true face?"    

    

"Say, beauty, you care too much about it right? What do I have to do with you? What does that have to do with you?"    

    

Ning Xiaolei slightly curled his lips. He wouldn't care about this if someone was being polite to her due to Ao Xue'er's status.    

    

In Ning Xiaolei's eyes, no matter how great the power was, it was comparable to the devouring demons behind him!