Chapter 84 OK Gesture

Yue Qingling came to the dressing room with a calm face and picked a clean bath towel for Su Muxue.

Although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was already in turmoil.

What Su Muxue said really touched his heart.

The Jidao Holy Land, to put it bluntly, is actually the cemetery where all the great emperors fell. The tombs and heroic spirits of the former empress of Qingyue Sect and Empress Qingyue are in this holy land.

If there is a chance...

Yue Qingling closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Don't have hope!

Yue Qingling reminded himself quickly.

There will be no disappointment without hope.

In front of Leng Feiran, there must not be a little hope, otherwise, this hope will be used as bait by her to play with him.

But...

The world is afraid of the two words "but".

He secretly paid attention to it and had made various preparations in his heart.

After Su Muxue put on her clothes, she looked at Yue Qingling eagerly: "Master, are you really not going?"

"If you can convince Leng Feiran, I have nothing to say."

Yue Qingling started to clean the floor again, holding a brush and brushing in an orderly manner.

Su Muxue smiled, she made an OK gesture, and smiled brightly: "Master, do you still remember you taught me this gesture?

You said that this gesture means that there is nothing wrong with it!"

She left the bath briskly, leaving Yue Qingling to recall the past.

Oh, I was actually a time traveler before.

In the past few years, I almost forgot my life experience.

As a time traveler, how could he be willing to be a bath scrubber?

Yue Qingling looked at the brush in his hand, suddenly stood up, and threw the brush on the ground with a cold expression.

Today, strike!

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The news of the opening of Jidao Holy Land spread very quickly. When Leng Feiran knew about it, it was only Su Muxue's turn.

When Su Muxue left the rockery, a palace maid found her and asked her to go to the imperial study.

Su Muxue smiled secretly in her heart. There was nothing else to do.

She thought about her words in her mind, thinking about how to make everyone cooperate with her.

Not long after, Su Muxue came to the imperial study she had been to before.

She saw that there were already several people sitting in the room.

Long Zhuyu and Huang Xinning sat in a very upright posture, but their hair was not tied up yet. The hair that had just been washed could not be combed directly, which was not good for the hair quality, so they were draped behind their shoulders, showing a charm.

But next to them, there was a young woman with her hair tied up.

She tied her hair up in a bun for a married woman. On her small face, all the sweat hair was wiped off and a layer of light powder was applied.

A bun is a must for a bride.

She was wearing a green long skirt with raindrops at the end of the skirt, indicating her previous identity.

Lin Qingyu, the former Saint of Yao Palace, is now married.

She looked calm, just sitting on the chair, looking at Su Muxue, nodding without expression.

When Leng Feiran saw Su Muxue coming in, she sat on the couch, holding a file in her hand and said with a smile: "Xue'er, you came at the right time. Zhongzhou sent an invitation, hoping that Dongzhou can send suitable cultivators to the Jidao Holy Land for the selection of the Great Emperor Daotong.

Take a look at the content first, Rongrong and the others will be here soon."

Su Muxue took the file and looked at it pretentiously.

After a while, the laughter and conversation of the three girls outside were heard.

"Rongrong, you are very powerful now. You are not afraid of revenge from the sects in Beizhou every day." Huang Lixing, who was dressed in white, said jokingly.

Shen Rongrong, dressed in a tight black dress, walked in with high spirits. She smiled domineeringly and said, "What a joke! I am now the leader of Qingyue Sect! Who dares to mess with me?

How can you be like that? When I asked you to be the leader of Lingjing Sect, you kept whining and shirking your responsibilities."

In one year, Shen Rongrong released her nature as a demon cult witch.

After all, after getting what she wanted, her heart knot was untied and there was no more obstacles.

She was like a flying arrow, moving forward courageously.

Behind the two of them was Long Qilan in a light yellow dress. She had a cold expression, neither happy nor sad.

After the three women came in, they saluted Leng Feiran together.

Leng Feiran looked at the three rising stars in Dongzhou with a very gratified look on her face.

Only with new forces can Dongzhou be peaceful and worry-free.

Shen Rongrong is now the leader of Qingyue Sect. According to the seating order, she should sit next to Huang Xinning.

Lin Qingyu also reserved a seat for her.

But she strode over and suddenly saw Lin Qingyu dressed as a young lady, and her arrogant face immediately showed strong disgust.

She didn't even sit down, and sneered: "Hey, who is this? Whose new daughter-in-law? Have you married yet?

You are in a hurry to do your hair and face, and you are not ashamed."

Shen Rongrong and Lin Qingyu quarreled almost as soon as they met.

For this, Leng Feiran felt a headache.

Now, these two are about to quarrel again.

Leng Feiran shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Qilan, coax them, now only you can mediate."

Long Qilan is now the head of the Yao Palace. She founded a sect at the old site of the Yao Palace and practiced the skills left by the Yao Palace. Her status is not low.

Maybe because the Yao Palace's mind method is ruthless and forgets desires, so she doesn't talk much now.

Hearing Leng Feiran's instructions, she came over lightly and sat directly beside them, hugging one at a time.

"Don't hug me, I don't want to be friends with you." Shen Rongrong rejected Long Qilan. She got angry just looking at Lin Qingyu.

This little bitch is not only beautiful, but also meets Yue Qingling every day.

What makes her even more angry is that everyone is working hard outside, but she pretends to be a good wife and mother in the palace every day.

Are you dressed like this to show off your status as a concubine?

Lin Qingyu was not impatient, she said lightly: "Sister Rongrong, don't be impatient..."

"Who are you calling sister? Who of us got together with him first!" Shen Rongrong was immediately furious when she heard this.

Long Qilan continued to press her silently and asked her to sit down.

Long Zhuyu smiled and said: "Rongrong, calm down, don't always quarrel with Qingyu, Qingyu is also very busy in the palace.

Besides, your master is watching now."

The 1.8-meter-tall Long Zhuyu looked gentle and calm at this time, and she and Huang Xinning next to him were like lotus flowers with two stems.

Since she said so, Shen Rongrong had no choice but to say angrily: "Auntie Long, since you said so, I will give her face."

Everyone held their foreheads helplessly.

Over the past year, the girls got along well. Everyone found that as long as they were around Leng Feiran, there would be benefits.

Only Lin Qingyu and Shen Rongrong could not resolve their previous grudges.

But others have become accustomed to it.

The girls sat down and Leng Feiran told them the story.

She looked at the girls in the room and said in a relaxed tone: "Have you read the files? If you have anything to say, speak freely."

Long Zhuyu and Huang Xinning naturally did not speak. They were like retired now. They only needed to fall in love, take a bath, and enjoy life in the palace.

Shen Rongrong said with some embarrassment: "Master, there are too many things happening in Qingyue Sect now. The Crown Prince Qin Yingzhong of Fire Phoenix, who sent assassins to kill Qilan, and his wife Han Bingqing, who relied on the protection of Baiyu Sect, kept clamoring against us. I was planning to deal with them."