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What can I persuade? I can only leave my last hope to Murong Jin...

Murong Jin looked at them and curled his lips as he looked at him, and snorted coldly from his nose, "Tanjing is the largest sect in the world, and it is also a gang hidden in the world that has been legendary for thousands of years. I don't need to explain its status in the court and the rivers and lakes, right?"

"I said, even if the thorns are covered in front of me, I have to move forward. This is the only thing I can do for Yao'er..." Ge Liluo thought lightly.

"That's a sacred object. Master, don't you understand what sacred object means?" Murong Jin was almost gone. If it were Ye Hua or Ming Hong, he would have come forward and sent out a few fists.

"I have also said that no matter whether it is a sacred object or other things I want to get..." Ge Liluo had the determination to win in his eyes. Then he told Ye Hua and Ming Hong, "Fortunately, this place is not very far from Lingyun Peak, and you can get there in just a few days. You two should clean up and we set off immediately..."

"Your Majesty, are you really going?" Ye Hua and Ming Hong were a little surprised. Ge Liluo looked at the two of them. "If you don't want to go, that's all. I'll go alone..."

"Your Majesty, not everyone can go up to Lingyun Peak. So what if you get there? If you don't get the consent of the head, even if you are the emperor of Zhuque Kingdom, you will be rejected..." Murong Jin had to tell Ge Liluo about this.

Ge Liluo just glanced at Murong Jin indifferently, walked out without saying anything. Ye Hua and Ming Hong followed him, leaving Murong Jin alone almost madly.

He almost entered a state of turmoil.

"Come..." After venting his feelings, Murong Jin was still worried that Ge Liluo and the others decided to follow them to Lingyun Peak.

After a little rectification, the few people here rushed to Lingyun Peak.

And Lingyun Peak is not as calm as you usually see.

Since she woke up, Leng Qianyu couldn't wait to order people to prepare hot water and food for herself. After learning that she had been sleeping for ten years, she suddenly felt very hungry. After eating five bowls of porridge, she finally felt more comfortable. Her hands and feet gradually became warm and strong.

"Oh, so I am your master?" Leng Qianyu, who had eaten and drunk enough, sat on the soft couch with no image, holding a thin toothpick in his hand and asked the disciples who were cleaning up the dishes.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The disciples around looked at their master's uncle's appearance without any manners and were extremely ashamed to decide to lower their heads and ignore them silently. The movements in their hands were even faster than before...

"Oh, I'm really the Leng Qianyu in your mouth?" Leng Qianyu always felt that his head was a little blank and there was a lot of things missing. But another voice in his heart told him that she was not Leng Qianyu. But if she wasn't Leng Qianyu, then who could tell her who it was? How could she appear here?

"Yes, Master..." After finishing packing, the disciple asked Leng Qianyu respectfully, "Mr. Master, you just woke up and need to rest well. I will not disturb Master...."

"Oh, oh..." Leng Qianyu nodded absent-mindedly, and when he saw the disciple about to leave, he added, "By the way, I'll send me some fruits to digest later..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the disciple who had just walked out staggering a few steps, and the bowls and dishes in his hand made a crisp collision sound. He just responded softly and left in a hurry. Leng Qianyu looked at the disciple's escape in panic and couldn't help but touch his face. "Does she look so unbearable?" After thinking about it, he seemed that he had never looked like he had woken up...

After searching around, she couldn't find any mirrors in the room. She couldn't help but wonder, shouldn't there be mirrors in a woman's boudoir? How come there aren't one?

"Come, come..." Leng Qianyu felt a little panicked, and the potential answer in her heart told herself not to look at her. But she couldn't control herself and asked the disciples outside the door to find a mirror for her. Seeing the other party's surprised eyes, Leng Qianyu became even more nervous. Regardless of everyone's dissuasion, she stumbled outside the house where she lived. After searching around, she found that there was a stream about two hundred meters ahead, so she ran over.

"Sister Aunt, Master Aunt..." The person behind him looked at Leng Qianyu's reaction and wanted to go forward to dissuade him, but when he thought of the previous rumors, he didn't dare to touch her. He had to follow her carefully...

Leng Qianyu came to the edge of the stream and stopped. Her heart was beating very hard. She was almost about to jump out of her chest. She gustled a few times, took a few deep breaths. Then she slowly stretched out her head and looked at the stream...

At this moment, Leng Qianyu was shocked by the people inside and took a few steps back. What kind of woman was reflected in the stream? Her face was covered with colorful lines, which looked weird and terrible. No wonder those people never looked at themselves like this, let alone them, she couldn't accept it.

Leng Qianyu seemed to have suffered a big blow and slowly squatted down with her face.

"Mr...." The people around looked at Leng Qianyu without going crazy, but just squatted there quietly and carefully went forward to visit. When they walked up to her, they saw that she was crying silently. The tears fell one by one like pearls, and it made people feel a little more pity on her ugly face.

"Master, don't, don't cry..." The disciple advised Leng Qian to say pitifully, "If Master comes out of seclusion, you will lose your temper again..."

"Can I not cry? Woo... I don't know who I am when I wake up, so it's fine. But I have to face such a face again?" Leng Qianyu said more and more sad. "Woo... How did you ask me to marry a man in the future? Woo..." After that, he burst into tears again.

With Leng Qianyu and his disciples, I almost couldn't help laughing after hearing her words, but after thinking about the rumors, I still endured it.

"Mr. Master, stop crying. The head of the sect will come to see you later..." Someone thought that Master was very impressed by Master, so he took out this bait. This was a test-making skill in the past. As long as he took out the head, Leng Qianyu instantly turned into a very obedient and well-behaved little sheep.

"What's up to him? Can he restore my memory? Can I become a beauty?" Leng Qianyu wiped the tears from his face hard and looked at the group of people with some resentment. "You all stood and talked without feeling the pain in your back. Of course, you said it would be relaxed. If you were to have such a face every day, would you still feel in the mood? Woo woo..." After saying that, he squatted on the ground and cried again.
Chapter completed!