After Mr. Lingyu left, the maid hurried over and said, "Young Master, the Seventh Elder and Mr. Lingyu had a falling out. Do you want to continue tonight's operation?"
"This is just Wen Yi's trick to attract senior brother. The plan continues." Qingyao didn't believe that a person could change his personality for no reason. "Senior brother hates her, and I hate her too. People who hate her shouldn't exist."
Back then, Wen Yi bribed everyone in the Qingyun Sword Sect just to meet his senior brother.
Finally, the maid used the hairband used by other disciples as Ling Yujun's hairband and rewarded it to Wen Yi. Wen Yi happily wears it to this day.
She was a licking dog who couldn't even walk when she saw her senior brother.
Qingyao felt that what happened today was Wen Yi's trick of playing hard to get.
Everyone may change their mind towards senior brother.
Thermometer is absolutely impossible.
"At midnight, in the name of my young master, you ask the disciples of Tongshan Sect to come to the weeping crabapple tree to watch Wen Yi's living erotic palace!"
The conversation between the two blew into Wen Yi's ears along the wind, and frost climbed onto her delicate and beautiful face.
The entire Tongshan Gate is owned by Qingyao people. The original owner came here alone without any maid, leaving Wen Yi alone and helpless.
Fortunately, the original owner was not stupid and took some stuff from the bottom of the box.
It's just that this thing is not for her own use, but is intended to please Lord Lingyu.
After the soldiers came to cover up the water and earth, Wen Yi returned to the palace and saw Ling Yujun's maid guarding the door and handing her a letter.
Wen Yi took it apart and took a look, walked to the courtyard where everyone could see it, took out the imitation and burned it.
Qingyao has excellent qualifications, but which of the named disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect is not qualified?
Why does she win the favor of the sect leader?
Why did Qingyun Sect accept her?
There must be something else in mind.
The owner of the Tongshan Sect tried his best to send Qingyao to the Qingyun Sword Sect as a certificate of submission, hoping that his talented daughter would improve her cultivation, be proud and proud, win the attention of the Qingyun Sword Sect, and escape from the declining Misty Fantasy Mansion in the future.
, change the courtyard.
She is good, her cultivation is mediocre, but she is proficient in all kinds of humiliation, suppression, and ostracism of the female cultivators surrounding Lord Lingyu. She is determined to be the best, win the king's heart, and marry into the Qingyun Sect.
Soon, the disciple who was secretly monitoring informed Qingyao of the matter.
"Did she really have a fever?" Qingyao was stunned, "It's impossible, it's not like something she can do."
The maid said: "I have seen it with my own eyes."
Everyone at Tongshan Gate regarded the oath between Wen Yi and Ling Yujun as a joke.
Laughing at her for not overestimating her abilities, laughing at her for hitting an egg against a rock, blocking a car with a mantis arm, and risking her own life just to attract Ling Yujun's attention.
Everyone is more convinced that she loves Ling Yujun to the core.
All kinds of claptrap.
"Has she really changed her mind?" Qingyao thought back to the tense atmosphere between Wen Yi and her senior brother, "She read the letter and sent someone to keep an eye on her no matter whether she took any action or not. If there is any action, she will report it immediately."
She didn't believe that Wen Yi didn't take any action after reading this letter.
Qingyao sighed, "If I had known something unexpected would happen, I should have sent the letter earlier."
Over there, Wen Yi returned to the dormitory and realized that she was a little impulsive.
If she had the love of swordsmanship and the Miaomiao Huanfu to protect her, she would be able to rush from the Qi training realm to the Nascent Soul realm within two years, let alone three years, and crush Lord Ling Yu at the fastest speed.
But she has chosen the ruthless path.
Now he is just a baby who is babbling and can hardly stand, let alone run.
Wen Yi put the important things into his storage bag and planned to leave Tongshan Gate tomorrow and return to Piaomiao Huan Mansion. There should be the ruthless swordsmanship, mental skills, sword formations, talismans, etc. that he needed there.
Three years!
Three years later, she must behead Lord Lingyu with her own hands!
The hour is approaching.
The disciple who was watching at Wen Yi's door saw her going out and walking towards where Weeping Begonia was.
Qingyao was overjoyed, "Huh, it's just as I expected. Hu Meizi used different methods to seduce senior brother. You go ask other disciples to watch the show, and I, the young master, will catch him personally!"
She ran to the weeping crabapple tree in a hurry and saw only the figure of the person she arranged, who was not Wen Yi, "Where is the person?!"
At this time, a maid hurriedly ran over, "Young... Young Master, the seventh elder is not here, he is in the garden."
Qing Yao hurriedly ran to the garden and saw no one. She couldn't hold back her temper and slapped the maid next to her several times, "I want you to watch more carefully. Are you blind? Are you letting Wen Yi play around?"
"Young Master, this disciple just saw the Seventh Elder and Lord Ling Yu heading towards Chuizhi Begonia."
Qingyao was furious, "With whom?"
Disciple: "Ling Yujun."
Qingyao's face was livid, and Wen Yi built a plank road in front of her and secretly visited Chen Cang!
She said sternly: "Stay here and don't come over. I'll go see what tricks she plays!"
Qingyao hurried to the Weeping Begonia and watched Wen Yi holding her senior brother's hand from a distance. Her eyes were as sharp as murder. She rushed forward angrily.
"Slutty fox..."
Before she finished speaking, Qingyao smelled a strange smell and immediately lost consciousness.
Wen Yi attached the puppet talisman that could control people to Qingyao's body and put a veil on her thoughtfully, "Of course you have to enjoy your carefully selected lover."
Wen Yi took out the magical instrument that could record the scene from the Qiankun bag. She wanted to record this wonderful moment.
Repay the other person with his own way.
She made a spell and said, "Go."
A silver stream of light overflowed from the fingertips of the thermometer.
Qingyao, who gradually woke up, was horrified to find that she could not control her body. A cold feeling surged from the soles of her feet, and cold sweat fell from her forehead. When she saw the weeping begonia, her heart suddenly rose to her throat, and her whole body was so nervous.
Like a fully drawn bowstring!
——Help, senior brother, help!
Qingyao's mouth opened involuntarily, and she screamed at the top of her lungs, but she couldn't make a single sound.
Nervous and frightened, she felt sick and wanted to vomit when she thought of the ugly person she had carefully selected. Her stomach was churning, but she uncontrollably walked under the weeping crabapple.
In an instant.
A face covered with pustules and bleeding pus suddenly pierced Qingyao's eyes. The yellow-brown pus and blood dripping from the male repairman's face fell on her forehead. It was sticky, cold, and disgusting. She was trembling with fear.
.
——No, no!!!
"Seventh Elder, I blame you for offending the young master. This disciple has no choice but to do it." The male cultivator smiled grimly and took out Xiaoyao Powder and sprinkled it on Qingyao's face, then caught the limp Qingyao and quickly peeled off himself and her.
Pressing down her clothes, her greasy hands penetrated Qingyao's clothes, "I will make you happy!"
Tears of fear flowed down, and Qingyao's whole body trembled like chaff.
——Get away!
——Save me, senior brother, save me!
Qingyao's face turned red after being hit by Xiaoyao Powder. She used all her spiritual power to fail to break free from the control of the Puppet Talisman. Her hands and feet were so weak that she couldn't push away no matter how hard she tried.
At this time, there was a burst of messy footsteps not far away.