Chapter 11 - Flower Sedan Chair, Come On It’s White (1/2)

Flower Sedan Chair, Come On It’s White

Several elders spared no effort to brainwash Nan Xun. They wanted to let her know that sacrificing an individual for the benefit of the whole was a necessity to elevate the Zuili family through this marriage.

Nan Xun wanted to spit on their faces.

But in order not to collapse, Nan Xun quietly became a little white lotus which was not familiar with the world.

That night, the enchantment outside the small courtyard increased by another layer, and a red wedding gown was sent by her mother.

Her mother howled for a while, then took Nan Xun’s small hand and slipped a note into it. Her voice dropped, “Xuan’Er, this is a top-quality escape, explosive and teleport enchantment. Take it and use it when the opportunity comes.”

Nan Xun collected and put away the things, and she couldn’t help but hug the beautiful woman, and said in her heart: “Little eight, I miss my mother.”

The void beast didn’t pretend to be dead at last, and answered, “Well, as long as you finish the task well and wait for me to gather all the merits, you can go back.”

Nan Xun squeezed a few tears and didn’t speak. She always felt that little eight was a pit, or a giant pit.

“Little eight, I remember that I sang last night and gathered many spiritual beasts. Didn’t anyone witness that grand occasion?” Nan Xun is puzzled.

A hundred birds were flying, such the wonders of the millennium, these people actually didn’t see?

The void beast explained, “The Demon King has isolated the courtyard from the rest of the world, so that no one else could hear except for you, him and the other birds.”

“Why did he do that?”

Void beast: “You ask me why?”

Nan Xun couldn’t help but yell at him. “Didn’t you send me to this world to show me how powerful you are? It turned out that you don’t even know.”

The void beast began to pretend to be dead again.