Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Fu Ling'er looked at Mu Qingyue who left angrily, shook her head, and said in disappointment,

"Isn't she the eldest lady who is known as the Tianji Sect who walks sideways? I thought she was very capable, but it turns out that she is just at this level, which is not enough."

"People like her are pampered. In addition to walking around in Tianji Sect, there are many people who don't sell Tianji Sect's face when they go out. She can't be unruly. Ling'er, there is no need to worry about others. Let's go. Let’s go and rest, we have to register tomorrow morning.”

"Let's go," Fu Ling'er thought about it, then stood up and led Wan Qiyuan back to the backyard.

Mu Qingyue returned to the City Lord's Mansion and smashed everything in the room to pieces. The ground was in a mess, but she still couldn't forgive her hatred. She saw Jinxiu slowly approaching the door. She had just extinguished a little bit of her anger, and then "took off" again. It suddenly caught fire.

"You damn girl, you dare to laugh at your master in front of outsiders. Let's see if I don't beat you to death." Mu Qingyue picked up a piece of wooden stick on the ground as if she was crazy, and hit Jinxiu. On Jinxiu's body, she ducked sideways to avoid important parts, not daring to hide too obviously for fear of receiving more severe beatings.

The only good thing is that the lady didn't use her spiritual power every time she hit her, so she survived until now.

"Miss, please forgive me, I don't have any. I feel sorry for you. Miss is so good, but Mr. Wanqi is so disrespectful. I feel unworthy for you."

Mu Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and then hit her with another stick.

"I feel sorry for you. Who are you? Do you think it's great that you are holding on to Mr. Wanqi now? Do you think that because you look like a vixen, Mr. Wanqi will like you? No, sooner or later Mr. Wanqi will dump you," Mu Qingyue obviously thought Jinxiu was venting her anger on Fu Ling'er. All the arrogance she had just received from Fu Ling'er was vented on Jinxiu.

"Bang bang bang", the wooden stick hit the body, making a dull sound. Mu Qingyue threw the wooden stick away when she was tired from beating her.

"Get out of here, I'll get annoyed when I see you,"

Jinxiu felt like she was being pardoned and staggered out of the room. Jin He, who was standing in the corner, immediately came over and secretly helped Jin Xiu back to his residence.

"Jin He, please be careful and stay as far away as possible. Miss has a bad temper recently and gets angry easily." Jin Xiu raised the corner of her mouth and showed a wry smile.

"Sister Jinxiu, please stop talking. I'll get you some medicine. After applying the medicine, have a good night's rest."

Jinxiu looked at Jinhe's leaving figure and said nothing.

After Mu Qingyue lost her temper, she decided to go back to her father and mother to give her advice, so she used the teleportation array in the city lord's palace to return to Tianji Sect.

The next day, Wan Jianian took Fu Ling'er and his disciples to the square to register for both the individual competition and the team competition.

At this time, the square was crowded with people, and different costumes represented different sects. Fu Ling'er's uniform white robes with gold trim and dark patterns attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared. Originally, white was the most common, but who said that? Their golden logo is so dazzling in the sun!

Therefore, Fu Ling'er and his party are destined to become the most beautiful scenery in the whole scene.

"Who are those people? Which force do they belong to? Are they so arrogant?"

"Didn't you see that sign? It's from the Qiankun Palace. You haven't heard of the Qiankun Palace, right?"

"How is it possible? It turns out they are from the Qiankun Palace! No wonder they are so arrogant. You see, the robes they wear seem to be high-level robes. They are very defensive. Oh! I really want to serve in the Qiankun Palace."

"Shh! You're going to die. Keep your voice down. If our senior brother hears us, we will be in trouble."

"I know, I know, I'm just trying to get high,"

"Look, they're going to sign up. Let's go and sign up too,"

Those at the venue who wanted to get close to Qiankun Palace swarmed to the conference staff and pretended to line up together.

Wan Jianian led Fu Ling'er and the others to stand in front of a man in green clothes. This was a work uniform specially worn by disciples of the Tianji Sect, the host of the conference, as temporary staff, so that people could see them at a glance and seek help in time.

"Hello, the disciples of Qiankun Hall are here to sign up. This is the list,"

"Three people participated in the individual competition, which three?" The man in Tsing Yi looked at the list and carefully looked at the names on it. When he saw the three characters Fu Ling'er, he looked at it specifically, compared and asked again and again, because he was afraid of Fu Ling'er. This person is fake.

His malicious gaze turned around, and anyone else could feel his malice.

"Is there any problem?" Wan Jianian asked hurriedly.

"Oh, no problem," Qingpiaopiao slowly filled in Fu Ling'er's name, not forgetting to look at Fu Ling'er meaningfully and said,

"This girl, when you step into the ring, your sword has no eyes, but you have to be careful with your skin and tender flesh."

Those words made Wan Jianian and Lan Wuhen frown. Just as they were about to say something in reply, Fu Ling'er raised his hand to stop them.

I saw an evil smile appearing on the corner of her mouth, lightly opening her thin lips,

"Don't worry, just let your horse come over, sister will follow,"

The man was stunned, and his face suddenly looked as ugly as possible.

He originally wanted to embarrass himself when he saw people from the Qiankun Palace coming, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, there seemed to be no embarrassment in signing up. I could only fill in their names and give them number tags.

Don't worry, there's nothing to embarrass them here, there's plenty of room.

As for why he wanted to embarrass the people in Qiankun Palace, especially Fu Ling'er, it starts from when Mu Qingyue returned to the sect yesterday. At that time, several of their core disciples were discussing today's process arrangements with the sect leader. Mu Qingyue At this moment he ran back angrily.

Seeing that her daughter was unhappy, Sect Master Mu asked why. Mu Qingyue told her Sect Master's father in a more aggravating manner, especially slandering Fu Ling'er for being so arrogant that he didn't take her seriously and even told her not to see her. To tomorrow's sun.

This made Sect Leader Mu almost furious. He shouted that Wan Qiyuan was ungrateful, scolded Fu Ling'er for being arrogant, and immediately said that he would find a way to regain his precious daughter.

He was stopped by a few core disciples, and he hurriedly advised his master that the conference was about to begin and it was not appropriate to spread rumors that were detrimental to the Tianji Sect at this time. At this moment, so many sects gathered in Wuyou City, and many pairs of eyes were watching, so as not to make others laugh.

After all, everyone in the Qiankun Palace has to participate in the competition, and wouldn't it be best if someone tampered with something during the competition and died or was maimed? Unconsciously, Tianji Sect's reputation was also preserved, killing two birds with one stone.

When Sect Leader Mu heard this, he told them to do whatever they wanted to do boldly, and nothing would happen as long as he was around.

So a few of their core disciples came here early today, just to see what kind of role the people in Qiankun Palace were, and how they dared to speak so arrogantly to the eldest lady.

Seeing Wan Jianian leading the people away, Li Zihao cursed angrily in his heart, "Let's just come here, right? Then just ride on the donkey and read the songbook - we'll see."

"Sister Ling, you shouldn't have stopped him just now. You should have punched him. See if he still speaks so harshly?" Lan Wuhen was still very angry, and Bai Lang and the others were also aggrieved.

"Then, we were accused of seeking interrogation and causing trouble even though we didn't report our names, and we were expelled from the competition?

Don't be angry. Being patient for a while doesn't necessarily mean you'll suffer a loss. Let's settle the matters on the stage. In the ring, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to beat them until they cry for their father and mother?

As for those who have private grudges, as long as they are justified, Sister Ling, I will always stand behind you. "

Fu Ling'er's words calmed them down. Indeed, in full view of everyone, even if they acted first, they would be very passive even if they were reasonable. Even if they had ten mouths, they would not be able to escape even one word of reason.

"Yes, Sister Ling, you are right, we all listen to you," Lan Wuhen, He Ximo and others regained their high spirits and walked towards the outside.

"Lan Wuhen, why are you? Why do you appear here?" An evil voice came to everyone's ears,

Lan Wuhen froze for a moment, and the disgusted voice in his memory echoed in his ears again. Those humiliating days of being sold into slavery seemed to be right in front of him. His lowered eyes were scarlet, and his blue eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent.

The enemy is particularly jealous when they meet.