God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 57

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

A luxuriously dressed woman wiped her tears with a handkerchief and wept softly, while the middle-aged man sitting in the middle frowned.

"Okay, don't say any more, this is the end of the matter, and that's the only way."

The middle-aged man wore clothes made of silk, with a green ring on his finger, and a piece of emerald was inlaid on it.

"Are we going to forget it like this?" The woman's face with makeup showed a distorted expression, and she looked at the middle-aged man beside her, and the handkerchief was twisted into a ball by her.

"Otherwise, what do you still want to do? The opponent is backed by the Immortal Gate, that's not something we mortal families can contend with!"

He patted the table suddenly, and even the teacup on the wooden table fell aside, and the tea dripped down the table onto the ground.

The startled woman lowered her head, but the ferocious expression was seen by the middle-aged man.

"Don't think about it. If you offend the immortal, our family can't afford the other party's anger."

Seeing the woman's expression, he shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

It was himself, who was also very angry in his heart, but he couldn't show it, and he had to apologize to the other party.

He is not alone, but the patriarch of the family. There are already people in the other party's family who practice the art of longevity with the immortals, and they cannot afford to provoke them.

A family like theirs can be wiped out with just a wave of their hand.

"But, we can't let Jiu'er leave for nothing like this."

Seeing that the woman hadn't understood what he meant, the middle-aged man stood up and walked out with his hands behind his back.

"Master, the other party has sent someone."

A servant walked up to the middle-aged man and whispered in his ear.

"Let's go, go and see, what else do they want to do?"

The middle-aged man who flicked his sleeves walked towards the front hall, where several people were already sitting on the seats drinking tea.

"Nine Patriarchs, you are here."

It was the other family member who got up to greet him. He didn't seem to be apologetic, and the smile on his face seemed to be mocking him.

"What else are you here for?"

Enemies meet, how could they not be jealous, the middle-aged man is already very self-restraining if he doesn't curse out loud.

"Hey, Patriarch Nine, don't be angry, look what we brought."

Taking out the simple box, he handed it to the middle-aged man, "This is a beauty pill, why don't you let it go."

There is a round elixir in it, exuding a faint fragrance, and a few elixir lines appear on it, which looks very extraordinary.

Just standing next to it, I could smell a fresh fragrance.

"What do you think?" The man looked over with a smile, as if he was not afraid of the middle-aged man's rejection at all.

You know, in the mortal world, a beauty pill is worth thousands of gold, and there is no market for it, so it can be said to be extremely valuable.

"Hey, Patriarch Sirius, what are you talking about, we have long since ignored this matter."

He hurriedly pushed his hand forward, indicating that he didn't need it at all.

"This can't be done. After all, it was Gouzi who made the mistake first. Please calm down, Brother Ninth. My eldest son has entered the immortal sect, but he is not such an unreasonable person. Please forgive me."

Although he said apologetic words, his eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man.

"Since you said so, I won't deny your kindness."

After receiving the beauty pill, the smiling Patriarch of the Nine Family's hands trembled slightly, the veins on the hand holding the box were exposed, and the box might be dropped on the ground at any time.

"Then I'll take my leave first."

The smiling Patriarch of Sirius walked towards the door, and the two attendants behind him also gave Patriarch Jiu a look. The aura emanating from his body belonged to a martial arts master.

After their figures disappeared, the middle-aged man seemed to have lost his strength. He sat down on the chair and stared blankly at the box in his hand.

Then he threw the wooden box containing the precious elixir with all his strength, and the beauty elixir inside slowly rolled out.

"Master, what are you doing?"

The little concubine who was about to come out from behind the screen saw this scene of the middle-aged man, especially the beauty pill that fell on the ground, and a twinge of distress flashed in her eyes.

This thing, even though she begged for a long time, she didn't get one, but now the other party threw it on the ground like garbage, why didn't this make her feel distressed?
Hastily picked up the Nourishing Pill, wiped the dust on it, "The dead are gone, master, don't be angry, you still have to think about the living."

She walked up to the Patriarch of the Jiu Family and gently rubbed his temples, and the headache-ridden brain slowly relaxed.

"How about I bring this beauty elixir to Madam? Women love beauty the most. This should lessen her pain."

Putting the elixir back into the box, she asked softly to the middle-aged man.

"Then I will trouble you." The middle-aged man nodded, leaning on the chair and thinking about something.

"Sister, look what I brought you." She put the box on the table and said to the weeping woman, "This is the beauty pill sent by Patriarch Sirius."

But this sentence caused the woman to be furious, and she threw the box on the concubine's face angrily, "You bitch, how dare you bring this kind of thing!"

"I just feel sorry for my sister. If you don't want it, just say it."

The little concubine, who was about to cry, looked very pitiful and aggrieved, "I just want my sister to be happy."

"Get out, you bitch!" She pointed outside, the anger in her heart could no longer be contained, and her voice turned into a roar.

"Then I won't bother my sister." Xiao Qien, who picked up the pill box, ran out the door, but in the hand that covered his face, there was a smile of success.

I got this beauty pill without any effort, I didn't expect it to be so simple, that woman shouldn't just take advantage of me.

But it’s okay, after all, it was exchanged by the young master of the Jiu family. The elixir entered the air, and a layer of film formed on the surface of the skin. When it was torn off lightly, it fell to the ground, and the skin became more moist and smooth. .

This beauty elixir is indeed a good thing, it has the effect of turning decay into something magical.

She walked up to the bronze mirror, carefully looked at the face on it, and admired it several times before it was over.

I really hope that this kind of thing will happen a few more times, otherwise maybe I can get the beauty pill again.

Just when she was thinking so happily, suddenly, she felt an uncomfortable feeling, her stomach was like colic, which made her frown.

And it hurt more and more, making her scream.

Something spit out onto the ground, a pool of dark blood with smoke still rising from it.

"Is this poison?"

The concubine, whose eyes were wide open, just fell to the ground, and she didn't understand until the end.

(End of this chapter)