Everyone stood up one after another, followed Master Huaihai out of the hall, and rushed to the back mountain together.
When the spectators in the audience heard that the heads of several sects had arrived, they all turned their faces curiously and voluntarily made way for them.
Looking at Yunchu sitting in the wheelchair, a lot of discussions suddenly came from everywhere, but Yunchu just turned a deaf ear.
Not long after, we arrived at the high platform.
Lin Luanxiu flew up to the high platform, looked down at Yun Chu, and deliberately raised her voice, "Princess An Ning has trouble with her legs and feet. It's better not to come on stage. If something goes wrong, we have no way to explain it to the emperor!"
As soon as she opened her mouth, several senior fellow apprentices from the Lin Family Sword Pavilion immediately echoed her words.
"Princess, just watch below!"
"Yes, most importantly, it wouldn't be good if your golden branches and leaves were broken!"
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On the side, Yu'er only frowned in anger, Shangguan Wuji couldn't understand the faces of these people, and his expression turned gloomy.
Yun Chu's face still had the same calm look as before. She tilted her chin slightly and looked at Lin Luanxiu on the high platform. The corners of her lips suddenly raised, and she tapped her palms on the back of the wheelchair.
, the graceful figure soared into the sky like a startled giant.
The stand was several feet high, and Yun Chu's Qinggong was far from reaching the state of transformation. With this move, his hand had just reached the edge of the stand, and he needed to use his strength again. Lin Luanxiu watched her fly up, with a flash of surprise in her eyes.
Seeing her finger hooking the edge, her eyes turned cold.
"Sister Chu Chu, be careful!" She pretended to step forward and wanted to pull her, but her foot had already stepped hard on her fingers that were holding the edge of the stand.
Yun Chu had already seen her intention, and with a slight clasp of her fingers, the person flew up again and grabbed Lin Luanxiu's palm. She used her strength to twist her waist, and when she turned around, the person bumped into Lin Luanxiu.
Lin Luanxiu never expected that Yun Chu not only dodged her kick, but also threw her to the ground.
She felt her body sinking, and Yun Chu had already sat on her stomach. As soon as she sat down, she almost spit out the undigested breakfast from her mouth.
"Sister, are you okay?" Yun Chu turned his head and looked at her little face with pain written on it, "I'm really sorry. Chu Chu's Qinggong is really average, but sister has to endure it for a while longer. You also know that I can't handle my legs.
Can’t stand up!”
Lin Luanxiu glared at her, turned to the astonished fellow disciples and shouted, "Why are you still standing there? Bring a chair over here!"
Only then did everyone react, bring a chair, lift Yunchu up from her and sit on the chair.
Lin Luanxiu immediately stood up from the ground, and the two younger junior sisters came up to help her dust the dust off her body. Fortunately, there was a carpet on the high platform, so nothing got on her. Otherwise, she would have been even more embarrassed.
Yun Chu glanced sideways at her beautiful skirt with delicate embroidery patterns, and the corners of his lips twitched upward unnoticeably.
Yu'er and Shangguan Wuji were worried about Yun Chu. Yu'er and several palace maids ran up the steps. Shangguan Wuji grabbed Yun Chu's wheelchair, flew onto the stage, helped Yun Chu into the wheelchair, and pushed him to the side of the stand.
When several heads of business took their seats, two figures had already taken off from the stands and landed lightly and elegantly on the red carpet not far from the stand.
A man and a woman, the man is as gentle as jade, the woman is as beautiful as dust. Standing on the stage, they look like a couple dressed as gods, but they are Ning Ziyu and Mu Qingnian, a female disciple of the Emei sect who ranks third on the glamor list.