Chapter 2549 Anger

"Which god's palace are you a fairy servant in? Don't you know that you are not allowed to come in here at will?" A sharp voice sounded, startling Xiao Yao who was playing with the little white tiger.

When she looked back, she saw a woman wearing a purple dress embroidered with peony pattern and cloud-mist gauze. She looked dignified and beautiful, making people feel oppressed that they could not look directly at.

Xiaoyao stood up, "Can't you come here?"

Lu Wushuang frowned and looked at the young woman in front of her. She had never seen this person in Jiutian, and almost no one would come here except the Young Emperor. Because the Young Emperor didn't like others to approach his palace, Jiutian's female superior Gods almost don't dare to come here, let alone fairy servants.

"Didn't your god tell you whether you can come here?" Lu Wushuang scolded, "leave quickly."

"But..." Xiaoyao saw that Hu'er really liked this place. His injury was just right. There was enough spiritual energy here to restore his spiritual power and help him practice. She also wanted Hu'er to stay here more. Play, “Can I leave later?”

Anger flashed in Lu Wu's eyes, "This is not something you can bargain with. You have no rules. Your god is the one who is embarrassed."

"Morong Zhan said I can stay with Hu'er here." Xiaoyao said, she didn't know who the woman in front of her was, she should be the god of Jiutian.

"Who are you talking about?" Lu Wushuang's expression changed. Did she just mention the Young Emperor's name?

Xiaoyao said, "Mo Rongzhan asked me to come."

Lu Wushuang said angrily, "You are the new fairy servant to Jiutian, right? Do you know who you are talking about? Everyone in Jiutian knows that there is no female fairy servant in Mo Palace."

"I'm not a fairy servant." Xiaoyao said. She felt that Hu'er was a little impatient in her arms and wanted to go out to play.

"Ignorant junior!" Lu Wushuang scolded, waving his sleeves, trying to drive Xiaoyao out of the garden.

The little white tiger roared and pounced forward to bite Lu Wushuang.

Lu Wushuang took a step back, and after taking a closer look, she realized it was a small white tiger. Anger welled up in her heart, and she was ashamed that she was frightened by such a small mythical beast.

"Where did your mythical beast come from?" Lu Wushuang asked.

"What does it have to do with you?" Xiaoyao was a little impatient when she was questioned. She didn't like the Gods in the first place, and now she had to be questioned again and again, so naturally she felt unhappy.

"You're so rude!" Lu Wushuang had never had a god speak to her like this in Jiutian, let alone an immortal servant. She believed that Xiaoyao was the immortal servant who had just come to Jiutian, so she dared to talk back to her here. Dare to mention the Young Emperor's name so brazenly.

The young emperor is the man in the dreams of many goddesses in the Nine Heavens. How dare this stinky girl mention his name.

Xiaoyao said, "It's obviously you who is rude."

She was here to accompany the little white tiger, but this god came and drove her away. He assumed that she was a fairy servant without even asking her identity. Wasn't she rude?

"I kindly remind you to leave. If you continue not to listen, you will be responsible for the consequences." Lu Wushuang said coldly.

Xiaoyao turned her back to Lu Wushuang and decided not to pay attention to this god anymore.

"Ouch." The little white tiger barked several times fiercely at Lu Wushuang. Although its eyes had the power of a tiger, it was still like a small dumpling and did not have the majesty of a mythical beast.

Lu Wushuang was furious and flew toward Xiao Yao wearing silk and satin.

Xiaoyao felt a strong wind blowing from behind, and hurriedly ran away while hugging the little white tiger.

But after all, her cultivation was only at the peak of the Imperial Realm, and she was no match for Lu Wushuang. She had less than a hundred moves to fight, and she had been completely restrained by the opponent's spiritual pressure, unable to move.

"Today I will teach a lesson to a rude and impudent immortal servant like you." Lu Wushuang said disdainfully. Sure enough, he was a new immortal servant, and with his level of cultivation, he dared to talk back in front of her.

Xiaoyao struggled hard, but the other party's spiritual pressure was on her, and she couldn't break away at all.

The satin in Lu Wu's hands had a long handle, and the top of the long handle was a silver ring with complicated patterns on it. The satin looked extremely sharp, and it felt like a knife cutting it when it fell on him.

Snapped--

Xiaoyao was hit on the shoulder, and she gasped in pain.

Lu Wushuang was satisfied to see Xiaoyao in pain, and felt very relieved.

"Ouch!" The little white tiger was furious. He pounced on Lu Wushuang's hand and bit it hard, not allowing her to bully Xiaoyao.

"Beast!" Lu Wushuang scolded and threw the little white tiger away.

Xiaoyao saw that the little white tiger was hit by her silk fabric, and she felt angry in her heart. She felt that the hit shoulder was in burning pain, and a strange power spread throughout her body from her sea of ​​energy.

Lu Wushuang, who was about to continue teaching Xiaoyao a lesson, suddenly frowned and looked at Xiaoyao in surprise.

Why did she feel the aura of the gods?

All the immortal servants in Jiutian are from the Continent of the Gods, and they cannot have pure blood from the gods.

"Ouch..." The little white tiger rolled around on the ground and pounced on Lu Wushuang again.

Lu Wushuang reached out and pinched the little white tiger's neck impatiently, "Don't think that because you are a mythical beast, I won't dare to kill you!"

"Let go of Hu'er!" Xiaoyao shouted, she broke away from the spiritual pressure, and the Sun Controlling Whip in her hand fell heavily on Lu Wushuang's arm.

"..." Lu Shuang'er looked at her injured arm in disbelief. This fairy servant actually hurt her?

The little white tiger broke free from Lu Wushuang's hand and ran towards Xiaoyao quickly.

"Hu'er, are you okay?" Xiao Yao asked worriedly. Seeing a scar on Little White Tiger's back, Xiao Yao felt very sad.

"Ooooooooo." The little white tiger rubbed against Xiaoyao's arms a few times, telling Xiaoyao that it was fine.

Lu Wushuang reacted, "Bold immortal servant! How dare you hurt a god!"

Xiaoyao said coldly, "You hurt me and Hu'er, why can't I fight back?"

"I'm going to kill you!" Lu Wushuang was furious.

"Who does the Supreme God Wushuang want to kill in my place?" Mo Rongzhan's deep voice came faintly from behind.

Seeing Mo Rongzhan return, Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with joy.

"Young Emperor!" Lu Wushuang saluted, "You are here at the right time. This fairy servant is so rude. I am about to teach her a lesson so that she will not dare to come here to disturb you in the future."

Mo Rongzhan raised his eyes and saw the wound on Xiaoyao's shoulder, his dark eyes flashed with anger, "Wushuang God, who allowed you to teach her a lesson? Who told you that she is a fairy servant?"

Lu Wushuang was stunned for a moment. This was the first time in hundreds of years that she saw anything other than indifference on Mo Rongzhan's face. What did he mean?

"She... is not a fairy servant, then who is she?" Lu Wushuang asked.

"Do I need to explain to you?" Murong Zhan asked in a cold voice, "Get out!"

Lu Wushuang's face turned pale and red. Although the young emperor was cold to her in the past, he would never speak to her in such a tone.

Not to mention telling her to get lost!

It's actually because of this stinky girl!

Who is she?

"Young Emperor!" Lu Wushuang shouted unwillingly.

"Did you hurt her?" Mo Rongzhan looked at the shocking scars on Xiaoyao's shoulder. He suddenly held Xiaoyao's arm and swung out the Sun Controlling Whip, leaving a blood-red scar on Lu Wushuang's shoulder.