Dongfang Yu explained his thoughts, and then his body teleported and disappeared on the palace.

With Dongfang Yu's departure, the people gradually ended during the discussion, and Chu Sheng and others were forcibly rushed out by the crowd.

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Mu Lingfeng, standing in front of the crowd, looked at Chu Lingyue, his eyes fluttered, and his eyes were full of admiration and worship.

Unexpectedly, Chu Lingyue is Jun Ling, and Jun Ling is Chu Lingyue.

If Dong Yi hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known in his life that the woman he loved was actually by his side.

It turns out that he has always been self-righteous and worthy of Jun Ling who deserves the flowers of a high mountain. Now he is not worthy of it. She is just the bright moon hanging in the sky, dazzling and out of reach.

"Young Master Mu, are you leaving?" Dong Yi asked, but he kept staring at Chu Lingyue.

"Let's go." Mu Lingfeng calmed down his expression, swung his folding fan, leaving unruly and casually.

Nan Ziyou was already scared and collapsed on the ground, feeling lingering fear. She didn't expect that she could save her life in the end, wuwuwu...

"Saint, the High Priest is invited." Xin Qiao walked to Chu Lingyue and bowed slightly to salute.

"Yeah." Chu Lingyue left the hall with her head raised her head and her chest raised.

Soon there were only Mo Qin, Mo Rushuang, Nan Ziyou and Nan Mingyuan left in the entire hall.

Mo Rushuang held the hem of the skirt and ran to the altar quickly and threw herself into Nan Mingyuan's arms, "Brother Yuan, are you okay? Rushuang is so worried about you."

Nan Mingyuan couldn't move his right hand at all, so he could only hold Mo Rushuang with his left hand and comfort him: "I'm fine, Rushuang doesn't have to worry."

He forced himself to stand up and bowed to Mo Qin, "Thank you, Uncle Mo, for helping him."

Mo Qin swept Nan Mingyuan, shook his sleeves and snorted coldly in dissatisfaction: "Your father colluded with the Lihun Sect and tried to kill the people of Hill City. You actually appeared in the Lihun Sect. This alone would be enough for you to be buried with you! If it weren't for Rushuang's grudge against me, how dare I intervene in the rescue!"

"Uncle Mo, my brother and I really don't know about the collusion between my father and the Lihun Sect." Nan Ziyou was dissatisfied and began to explain with tears in his eyes. "If we knew that we were killed by the oath when we swear, we would not be able to stand here alive."

"When did I say that you are also involved? You are the ones who have survived to see it. Did I open my eyes and tell lies?" Mo Qin said dissatisfied.

He just responded to Mo Rushuang's words and protected them, and knew in his heart that he could never have anything to do with them, otherwise the entire Mo family would be the enemy of the entire Hill City.

"Zi You, apologize to Uncle Mo!" Nan Mingyuan shouted coldly in a serious and cold manner.

"No need!" Mo Qin said sternly, "Ru Shuang, go back!"

"Dad..." Mo Rushuang wanted to resist and pulled Nan Mingyuan and refused to leave.

"Let's go! Unless you don't want to recognize me as your father!" Mo Qin said, with his hands behind his back, and no longer caring about Mo Rushuang, turning around and strideing away.

"Ru Shuang, go back." Nan Mingyuan gritted his teeth and said. He is a useless man now, what else can he do?

"Brother Yuan, all this is Chu Lingyue's fault. We must not just let it go! In five days, the Xingluo Academy Admissions Competition will be held. She will definitely pay the price at that time!" Mo Rushuang said.

"I know, you go back first and see you in the admissions competition." Nan Mingyuan said.

"Okay, you have to take care of yourself." Mo Rushuang agreed, reluctantly letting go of Nan Mingyuan's hand and quickly following Mo Qin.

Nan Ziyou stood beside Nan Mingyuan, constantly rubbing the blood on his forehead with her sleeves, and was dirty all over, "Brother, it was Chu Lingyue who made us like this, and Chu Siyu. If it weren't for them, how could my father die? How could we become public enemies in the whole city? I will definitely participate in the admissions competition."

She wants to kill Chu Lingyue.

"Go back first." Nan Mingyuan's dark eyes were complicated and his face was ugly. He clenched his left hand into a fist. He wanted to ask Chu Lingyue for double the shame today.

Xinkao took Chu Lingyue to the backyard of the High Priest's Mansion, which was quiet and elegant, with rockery flowing water, birds singing and flowers blooming, and a paradise.

This is the small world created by Dongfang Yu, which is only in this small backyard.

After Xinjiao brought her there, he retreated.

Chu Lingyue's gaze swept through the entire small world. It is probably just that the beauty of the world is like this.

She stretched out her hand, and a butterfly spread her wings flew to the tip of her index finger and stayed. After a moment, the butterfly turned into a blue stream of light and dissipated in the air.

"Illusion." Chu Lingyue realized it later, and her exploratory eyes fell on Dongfang Yu not far away, and she was a little surprised. She didn't expect that there was actually someone who understood Illusion in Canglan Continent.

Dongfang Yu is definitely not what he sees on the surface.

"This is an illusion." In the blink of an eye, Dongfang Yu's figure appeared in front of her from ten meters away, explaining to her how to perform the illusion, "Sensing the spiritual veins, running the martial spirit in the body for a circle, and then gathering it in the palm of your hand, imagining the appearance of the illusion object, and then gently opening your hand."

A magical scene appeared, and a living butterfly appeared in his hands, then spread its wings and flew vividly, like a beautiful sound.

"This..." Chu Lingyue felt wonderful, and she had to admire the magic of Wu Ling, which could really turn into a butterfly.

"You try too." Dongfang Yu did not wear a copper mask, his rich sword eyebrows slightly raised, his narrow and long Danfeng eyes were full of smiles, and he looked loving on his face.

"Me?" Chu Lingyue smiled, "How can I do it?"

"Everything has spirits. Use your imagination to hold everything firmly in your hands with martial spirits." Dongfang Yudao.

"Catch it in your hand..." Chu Lingyue repeated, then immersed Dongfang Yu injected Wu Ling all over her body, and then gathered in the palm of her hand. Nothing happened when she opened her hand.

"There is no miracle, high priest, it seems that I am not strong enough." Chu Lingyue smiled slightly.

"You are the saint I chose. You can't do it now. You can definitely experience it in constant practical combat." Dongfang Yu was very confident.

"Why do you know if you can determine me?" Chu Lingyue asked back. When it comes to her affairs, Dongfang Yu was always confident and even thought that she was the most suitable candidate for the saint.

"In the future, when you take the lead alone, you will take Hill City from my hands. I hope you will not let my expectations down." Dongfang Yu continued to say to himself, Chu Lingyue is the chosen one of the heavens, and the destiny cannot be violated or said.

He waved his right hand gently, and the butterflies flying around them flapped their wings and flew into Chu Lingyue's hand, and then turned into blue lights and disappeared.

It seems like it has never existed.

"You don't have to care about the Nan brothers and sisters. If their existence threatens you, I will not allow it. After this, you have a little more trust among the people of Hill City." Dongfang Yu said with a smile.

The reason why he chose Chu Lingyue to deal with the Nan brothers and sisters was to allow her to gain a firm foothold in Hill City and gain the trust and love of the people of the whole city. This will be her first step in departure.

"Thank you, the high priest." Chu Lingyue heard the implication contained in Dongfang Yu's words. It turned out that everything was for her growth, so she chose to watch.

It can be said that he has done a good job.

"Five days will be the day of enrollment for Xingluo Academy, don't miss it." Dongfang Yu raised his eyelids, and his eyes fell on Chu Lingyue, and he looked full of care.

"Thank you, the High Priest." Chu Lingyue thanked again.
Chapter completed!