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Many managers around him were puzzled when they heard this, but there were also a few people who had a big change in their faces.

"First level, no wonder, Disi admits the mistake of this matter to the Pavilion Master. The Pavilion Master will ask for good service to the young master tonight, otherwise this will be a disaster for me, Wood Grain Pavilion. Disi will remove Li Guanshi's family." Disi bowed deeply to Zhao Ruxue, turned around and left the crowd.

Zhao Ruxue casually ordered several people to deal with the body, and left with confusion, leaving behind a group of managers looking at each other.

"Manager Zhou, I just saw your expression and seemed to know something, tell us." A manager quickly asked Manager Zhou.

"Do you all know that the strength of vines of the same level is also very different?" Manager Zhou asked.

Everyone nodded together, and the vines of the same level cultivated by their wood grain tribe are much stronger than those of the small tribe.

"Overall vines exert the power of the fifth level, that is, the gap between our wood grain tribe and the miniature tribe, but the divine vine is different. The divine vine reaches the fifth level, which means that this person's cultivation methods are definitely far beyond the level of our wood grain tribe." Zhou Guanshi said slowly.

"Is this person the young master hidden in the Mu Ling tribe?" someone asked in a gasp.

"I don't know!" Manager Zhou said bluntly, "No matter who he is, we can offend us, even if we are not the Wood Grain Pavilion, we may only have the strongest young masters in our tribe who are qualified to meet each other. As for us who are attracted by the clan, we can still be sent here."

Everyone was silent. As a member of the Wood Grain Tribe, they could not learn talented tattoos. Instead, they came to the outer city to manage the Wood Grain Pavilion. Although they had a lot of oil and water, they stopped practicing. It can be said that they had been abandoned by the tribe. They just ate here because they had some background at home and waited for death.

At this time, several houses in the inner city of the Wood Grain Tribe, and several housekeepers each hurriedly informed the owner of the house with a golden voice transmission flower.

In one of the mansions, a handsome young man who was in an unblocked meeting with dozens of girls opened the voice transmission flower and checked it carefully. The butler informed him at this time and must read the contents inside.

"The first-level soul-swallowing vine is comparable to the sixth-level soul-swallowing vine, and is extremely arrogant and fond of beauty. It is suspected to be a disciple of the gods in the Mu Ling Holy Land." The handsome young man read it in thought after reading it word by word.

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"The Holy Land of Wood Spirit! Why can this person come from the Holy Land of Wood Spirit? It must be fake."

"Mu Ling Holy Land, the Twenty-One Ancestor God, I don't know which disciple he is. It seems that you need to have a good contact to prove the truth or falsehood."

"No matter if he is true or false, you will know it. Even if it is fake, then the fifth-level divine vine will not be fake."

For a time, the reactions in each mansion were different. These people were competitors to the young patriarch of the Wood Grain Tribe, but the appearance of Liu Le gave them strange surprises and ideas.

Among the top leaders of the Wood Spirit Tribe, Liu Le's name suddenly resounded everywhere, and there were even speculations about which four wood god was standing behind him.

At this time, Zhao Ruxue's boudoir in the wood grain pavilion looked at her beautiful face in front of the mirror, and remembered that she would serve other men in humiliation at night. She felt an unspeakable bitterness in her heart.

"Why do people from the Mu Ling Holy Land come to the Mu Wen Pavilion..." Zhao Ruxue sighed in tears.

The Wood Spirit Holy Land is the strongest foundation of the Wood Spirit Clan, with twenty-one four wood gods. They were all rulers of the Wood Spirit Clan in the past. After living too long, all their thoughts were focused on their strength and would not take action against the Wood Spirit Clan unless a disaster came.

In Zhao Ruxue's opinion, the cultivation method of the fifth-level Shen Teng Yueyue can only come from there. If it were written by other tribes, it would have been spread to the world early on and would not have come to the Wood Grain Tribe in obscurity.

As for other possibilities, Zhao Ruxue dared not guess or wanted to guess. No matter if she guessed correctly, would she have to be buried with her relatives if she guessed wrongly?

In the luxurious swimming pool of the spiritual level No. 9 villa, there is a refined wood-based Yuanli solution. Qingru water contains a faint wood fragrance. Playing with water here not only helps in practice, but also a rare enjoyment in itself.

"Ling'er, the young master wants it, what do you think of?" Liu Le held Mu Ling'er in his arms with a wicked smile.

"Ling'er will serve the young master well!" Mu Ling'er offered a fragrant kiss with a tremolo.

After a while, the vine armor around Mu Ling'er had been torn to pieces by Liu Le.

He picked up Mu Ling'er and jumped into the swimming pool. With a painful hum, a trace of blood appeared on the surface of the pool, followed by a long-lasting moan and a splash of water.

An hour later, the lotus leaf about a foot was floating on the pond. Liu Le was lying on it with Mu Ling'er limp as mud as she lay on it.

"Young Master, I'm sorry, Ling'er is really useless, I can't even satisfy the young master." Mu Ling'er said tremblingly, afraid that Liu Le is really angry.

"It's okay, you are a fourth-level warrior. How could you bear me? Just practice hard in the future." Liu Le rubbed Mu Ling'er's head and comforted.

"What is the name of the young master? Ling'er wants to know." Mu Ling'er sighed relieved and laughed.

"Young master is Liu Le. I like you to call me Young Master. This feeling is so good." Liu Le pinched Mu Ling'er's little nose and laughed. This girl was the cutest when she was wronged.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Mu Ling'er had all been trapped in many things. After staying in Mu Wen Pavilion for a few years, Mu Ling'er learned a lot of information about people coming and going.

In the evening, Mu Ling'er, who had recovered, was possessed by Liu Le again, and was sent back to the dormitory to fall asleep until she could not bear it.

"The owner of this Wood Grain Pavilion should know more." Liu Le fiddled with the water surface and thoughtful.

But after a moment, a white figure walked to the door of the villa, and the barrier separated by itself. Zhao Ruxue took a deep breath and stepped into the villa.

Liu Le looked at Zhao Ruxue by the pool, and reached out and waved her hand and a suction force arose. Zhao Ruxue did not dare to resist and was sucked into her arms. With the sound of her clothes tearing, Zhao Ruxue was possessed by the man in front of her with tears in her eyes.

From this day on, the entire Spirit Level No. 9 Villa was blocked. In addition to sending the best banquet every day, no matter who came to see him, he was blocked. It seemed that the guests inside were addicted to the gentle place and forgot everything.

A year later, in the Ling-level No. 9 villa, three figures were lying under the tree and hugging each other.

Zhao Ruxue looked at the man in front of her with a complicated expression. Since that day, she had not worn clothes for a long time. She thought it was just a sleeping place, but she could never leave here again.

"I only have a small wooden money on my body. I don't seem to have eaten yet?" Liu Le muttered with a small wooden money the size of a thumb on his fingertips.

"You said you have no money? How is this possible?" Zhao Ruxue said in horror.

"Why is it impossible?" Liu Le pinched Zhao Ruxue's plumpness, "There will be a time when the money is spent. We will go out tomorrow. This year, you two little fairies are attracted by you. The young master almost forgot what the Wood Grain Tribe does."

"What did the young master do when he came to the Wood Grain Tribe?" Zhao Ruxue said softly with his eyes lit up.

"What else is worth my visit to this wood grain tribe besides talented tattoos? Is it the inferior spiritual vine cultivation? Your young master is also the top ten spiritual vine master in this world of Ten Thousand Wood Vine Forest?" Liu Leyu said proudly with disdain.

"The top ten spiritual masters, young master lied to others?" Zhao Ruxue said dazedly.

"I will know whether you cheated or not tomorrow, but you must cherish time today." Liu Le said as he pressed on Zhao Ruxue, and a continuous moan sounded in an instant.

This year was not a waste of time. Not only was the situation of the Wood Grain Tribe clear, but the most important thing was to deduce various vine cultivation plans, otherwise you would use something to shock a Wood Grain Tribe.

Spiritual Vine Master and Tattoo Master are two auxiliary professions of the Wood Spirit Clan.

Spiritual Vine Master can cultivate the most suitable medicinal liquid formula for plant growth and can cultivate various plants and seeds far beyond the same level.

Tattooists can carve talented tattoos on their bodies, and they can achieve effects similar to instinctive talents to greatly increase their strength.

No matter which one you want to be profound, it will be difficult, let alone the top ten of the ten woods and vines forests. As Zhao Ruxue knows, all the gods of all races who can rank in the top ten are gods. If what Liu Le said is true, his status is probably not inferior to that of a three wood god.

In the midst of confusion, Zhao Ruxue completely lost consciousness. This man was too strong. As a ninth-level warrior, he could not bear the demands of a first-level warrior.

Early the next morning, the barrier of the Spirit Level No. 9 villa opened, and Liu Leyi held two beauties on his left and right while walking.

The Wood Grain Pavilion welcomed the guest pavilion, and an old man with a square face greeted him with a smile.

"I don't know what this young master is called. I am the owner of the Wood Grain Pavilion. The treasure money the young master has saved in my Wood Grain Pavilion has been spent. I also asked the young master to pay some of the treasure money in advance." Disi smiled all over his face, but there was a hint of joke in his eyes.

"You are the Pavilion Master!" Zhao Ruxue exclaimed pale and she was actually abandoned by the superiors and seized power.

"I was the head of the pavilion half a year ago. The superiors had sent someone to investigate. There was no successor to the Muling Holy Land." Dith sneered. In his opinion, this arrogant young man might have just obtained some precious inheritance and came here to pull the tiger's skin and pull the banner.

A spiritual orifice sound appeared silently, and the soul-swallowing vine flashed past, directly piercing Desi's abdomen, and blood and flesh splashed all over the ground. The soul-swallowing vine pulled out Desi's original wood core and soul hanging in the air.

"I have seen stupid people, but I have never seen such stupid people. I am used as chess pieces to test this young master. I am worthy of being an idiot like you." Liu Le smiled coldly and smashed Deth's soul. If those people were really sure that they were fake, how could they have not moved for a year?

"It's just right that the owner of this Wood Grain Pavilion is not good, so I can serve me more attentively in the future." Liu Le smiled and pulled the stunned Zhao Ruxue and Mu Ling'er, who were full of surprise, out of the Wood Grain Pavilion.

None of the guards took action. Just as Deth died, he received a message as if this had never happened.

"Let's go to Wood Grain Treasure Pavilion. I remember that the map shows that this is the best trading place in the outer city. There are any Wood Grain Tribe that can be sold here." Liu Le kissed Zhao Ruxue, who was still in shock, and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!