On the competition stage, every call is answered by a hundred responses! (1)
The south is warm, and Lin Luanxiu only wears a very thin silk top under her skirt, so that she is not exposed. However, in this era, it is very etiquette for women to wear skirts. For a lady, it is not necessary to take off her skirt in front of everyone.
, it’s almost the same as being naked.
Lin Luanxiu lowered her face, and when she saw her skirt falling to the ground, her face instantly turned red like fire.
"Don't laugh, you don't laugh!"
She grabbed the skirt and wrapped it around herself like a madman, but the belt had broken at some point. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't fix the skirt.
Seeing her embarrassment, the disciples of the eight major sects who were holding back their laughter in the stands burst into laughter uncontrollably. Even the female disciples of the Lin Family Sword Pavilion did not even think of coming to help and stood still.
, holding back a smile.
Although the leaders did not smile, their eyes showed either contempt or gloating.
Yunchu's face remained calm. As the initiator of the whole thing, she had already expected such a result.
Shangguan Wuji, who was standing behind her, also didn't smile. The moment Lin Luanxiu's skirt slipped, he had already turned his face to the side. There were two other people who also didn't smile. These two people were Mu Qing of the Emei Sect.
Nian and Ning Ziyu.
Around you, the wind blows.
Yun Chu looked sideways and saw a figure flashing past, and a person had arrived on the high platform beside Lin Luanxiu.
Wearing a plain cloth robe, with jade trees facing the wind, it was Ning Ziyu.
"Let's use this first?!" Ning Ziyu looked at the flustered Lin Luanxiu gently, and handed a belt he had taken off from his body to her.
Lin Luanxiu hurriedly took the belt, tied up her skirt, and looked up at Ning Ziyu in front of her. Her eyes were filled with gratitude, "Thank you, sir!"
"It's just a little effort, you don't have to be so polite, not to mention, we are still relatives!" Ning Ziyu smiled gently at her, "I remember we met once in the palace when we were children!"
"You are..." Lin Luanxiu looked at his handsome face with some confusion.
"Ning Ziyu from Xia Shuzhou!" Ning Ziyu said with a smile.
Lin Luanxiu suddenly revealed her surprise, "It turns out to be the cousin of Shuzhou Crown Prince Ziyu. I just said, you looked so familiar just now!"
Ning Ziyu's father, the King of Shu, was far away in Western Shu, and he was indifferent and rarely visited the imperial capital. Therefore, Lin Luanxiu and his cousin had never met before, and Ning Ziyu did not know him either.
Yunchu as a princess.
At this time, Lin Jiamu also gave cold orders to the disciples behind him, and several senior sisters from the Lin Family Sword Pavilion also rushed forward to lead Lin Luanxiu back to the stands, and Ning Ziyu returned to Emei's camp.
"Excellent!" Master Huaihai gently nodded to Ning Ziyu, with a hint of appreciation in his wise eyes.
"Master, thank you for the award, it's just a small effort!" Ning Ziyu returned the favor and returned behind Mu Qingnian.
"Everyone!" Master Huaihai said in a deep voice. The sound of these two words was not high, but it was like the buzzing of an ancient bell, with a powerful power of traveling through, vibrating in everyone's eardrums.
Up and down the stands, it suddenly became quiet.
Yun Chu looked at this wise and kind-looking old man, with some sighing emotions in his eyes.
As expected of Beidou, the Taishan of Jianghu. The two words he just said were clearly forced out by internal force. Even her body sank. This shocking power was enough to prove that this master's martial arts strength was unfathomable.