Compared with hundreds of years ago, Mo Yunqing's expression was more powerful than that of a superior, but less arrogant than that of a young girl.
At this moment, countless children in Mocheng are constantly climbing the desert mountain.
Su Luo and the others set off later than Zhu Xiaowei, but arrived much earlier than him. It was only at noon that Zhu Xiaowei arrived at the foot of the mountain sweating profusely.
He wanted to participate, but the middle-aged man in charge of the assessment stopped him: "The time has passed, please come early next time."
His voice was so cold, eliminating all opportunities for Zhu Xiaowei.
Zhu Xiaowei's clear eyes looked at him longingly.
But no matter what, Zhu Xiaowei was still blocked outside the white line.
Su Luo noticed that Zhu Xiaowei's hands on his side were tightly clenched. He must be feeling very regretful...
Everyone else was also talking about Zhu Xiaowei.
"This child's fate is not good, but the Qi sea is blocked and he cannot sense spiritual power."
"Yes, otherwise with his wisdom, once he starts practicing, he will definitely be a peerless genius."
"I heard that there is a Weiyang light in Weiyang Palace. If the strongest person injects Weiyang's light into Zhu Xiaowei's body, then his Qi sea may have a chance to be opened up, and he may be able to practice.
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"But Weiyang's Light is the treasure of Weiyang Palace, how could it be used by an outsider like Zhu Xiaowei?"
"So he must be admitted to Weiyang Palace and become the most favored core disciple of Weiyang Palace to have a chance, right?"
Everyone knows how difficult this opportunity is.
This is an almost impossible task.
The middle-aged uncle looked at the commotion below and felt a little embarrassed. Finally, he walked up to Mo Yunqing and whispered a few words to her.
Mo Yunqing glanced at him indifferently: "The Qi Sea is blocked? What competition are you taking part in with the Qi Sea Blocked? How could Weiyang Palace accept a disciple who is blocked from the Qi Sea? Master Mo, is there something wrong with your brain?!"
Mo Yunqing was still so ruthless, not saving any face for the middle-aged uncle.
When Su Luo saw Mo Yunqing like this, she immediately laughed. Although hundreds of years had passed, the eldest lady of Weiyang Palace at that time still didn't have much brains.
"Why are you laughing!" While everyone was in awe of the Holy Aunt Weiyang Palace, Su Luo laughed, and she laughed unscrupulously, and was immediately discovered by Mo Yunqing.
When Mo Yunqing saw Su Luo, she suddenly
With a bang, the chair of the saintly lady, who was respected by the people of Mocheng, flipped backwards and fell straight back.
It was so scary...who did she see?
She actually saw... that person and that person?! How is this possible?!
Mo Yunqing stood up in an instant and stared at Su Luo: "It's you?!"
Su Luo followed Nangong Liuyun's example, clasping his hands behind his back, slightly raising his eyebrows at Mo Yunqing: "Mo Yunqing, long time no see."
Long time no see... Yes, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. It has indeed been a long, long time. Mo Yunqing's memory has almost forgotten this hateful girl, but she appeared in front of her alive again.
"You, didn't you leave the mainland?" Mo Yunqing looked at Su Luo as if looking at a ghost, "Can people who leave come back again?!"
This is completely different from her common sense.
Doesn’t it mean that once you leave the mainland, it is impossible to come back?
In fact, others cannot come back, but Su Luo has a special status and has the purpose of studying abroad, so of course she can come back.
"Su Luo, do you know..." Mo Yunqing pointed at Su Luo and suddenly smiled coldly.
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