"Well, I'll let Xiu'er arrange for you to stay first, and I'll admit you tomorrow. This time, I'm going to give those guys who don't know the world a lesson and let them know what it means to have people outside the world, and to let them know that there are people outside the world.
They know that if the Jindan Sect cannot be revived, then there is no need for our Su family to continue to exist." Su Yizhi seemed to be determined.
"Senior, actually there is one thing I still don't understand. Do you really trust me so much?" Ling Chuxi asked.
"It seems that you still don't know enough about your master." Su Yi said in an unpredictable way.
Not only did she not know much about him, but besides knowing that he liked to act ugly, to be honest, Ling Chuxi really didn't know much about him. However, Ling Chuxi also vaguely guessed that the reason why Su Yizhi made such a decision was
Afraid of being related to Mu Liufeng, Ling Chuxi felt warm in her heart when she thought of that irresponsible master. Although Mu Liufeng always acted casually and acted strangely, he always helped her.
…
In a small distant city, in a huge study room, Huangfu Qingjue was sitting at his desk, with a smile on his lips, looking at a letter in his hand, his purple eyes full of tenderness.
"Tsk tsk, it seems not bad to marry the sect leader's wife in the future." Huangfu Qingjue chuckled and gently raised the letter in his hand. On it, there was a detailed report of Ling Chuxi's recent situation.
"Sir, it is indeed the person who is instigating the Huasheng Hall behind the scenes." Below, a man in black was half-kneeling, reporting to Huangfu Qingjue in a respectful tone.
"The clown." Huangfu Qingjue narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous cold light shot out from his purple eyes, and then sneered, "But this is a good whetstone. Oh, it's not even a whetstone, it's just a stepping stone.
.Leave it to them."
The man in black who was half-kneeling on the ground looked at Huangfu Qingjue, who looked confident, and silently retreated without saying a word. He was just a little worried in his heart. How can the adults reassure Miss Ling like this? Miss Ling can really face the war on her own.
Can you deal with such a powerful force? Where does your confidence come from? Such trust in Miss Ling...
In the study room, Huangfu Qingjue leaned on the desk with one hand on his chin, looked at the dancing candlelight on the desk, and smiled, charming all living beings.
"Chu Xi, Chu Xi, I miss you very much. What about you?"
…
"Sneeze!" Ling Chuxi sneezed hard and sniffed.
"What's wrong? Chu Xi, are you catching a cold?" Ling Yichen asked worriedly.
"Ah, no, no." Ling Chuxi rubbed her nose and shook her head.
"Then what's going on?" Ling Yichen frowned, "Are you sure you're not catching a cold?"
"No, it must be these disciples of the Su family who are saying bad things about me behind my back." Ling Chuxi snorted coldly.
"That makes sense. Huh, but don't pay attention to these people." Ling Yichen nodded. Those Su family disciples looked at them very unkindly. Ling Yichen was also very unhappy with these Yelang and arrogant Su family disciples. "Tomorrow we will go.
We have to prepare for the initiation ceremony. Naturally they will be unhappy."
"Let them go." Ling Chuxi said lightly. She was too lazy to pay attention to these people. They are mules or horses. We will know when they are taken out for a walk. Why fight for some verbal advantage. Ah, bah, bah, bah, who is it?
A mule is a horse, isn't this a curse on yourself?