Murong Qiqi's implication is that her whereabouts are uncertain, and she is not something that ordinary people can see. If you can't see it, you can only blame yourself for being too poor.

Such a strange statement, no one in such a large venue could refute it.

He is a martial arts master and has his own way of fighting. As for what kind of appearance she appears in front of everyone, whether she fights secretly or appears as big as her four husbands, this is her own business.

For people from Holy Watermen, the process is actually not important, what is important is the result.

Now Murong Qiqi has made contributions, this is a fact.

Tian Yishui didn't want to bother with this issue. If Mantao hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't care at all. Just like most people, she would only care about the ending.

"Come here, Lord Murong has made great contributions to my Holy Water Gate. I will give her the treasures of this sect."

With a clapping hand, several handsome men in white immediately walked out from behind her. Everyone was holding an exquisite wine bottle and a luminous cup was placed on the tray.

The five people walked to Qiqi and the others and knelt down. They were originally handsome and beautiful men with a beautiful face in the dark city, but in front of Qiqi's four husbands, they suddenly changed from the clouds in the sky to the dust on the ground, which was so humble that it was unbearable to look at them.

I am afraid that no one in this world can shine with light when the men come to them. The light of these four people is so dazzling that it is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Looking at the fine wine the men poured each of them, Qiqi looked up at Tian Yishui with a look of surprise.

Tian Yishui smiled and said, "This is a holy object from our Holy Water Gate. It is the immortal wine collected from the top of Qixia Mountain. Ordinary disciples cannot drink it."

Tian Yishui's smile looked so sincere, and his eyes were soft, and he felt a bit amiable when he smiled.

But Qiqi knew that this so-called immortal wine was definitely something extremely poisonous.

She finally understood why the people in the Holy Water Gate did not fully respect Tian Yishui, but had a strong sense of fear in the respect. It turned out that she had always used poisons to control everyone.

He held up the cup and looked at the clear and clear wine in the cup. She curled her thin lips and looked at Mu Chu with her head: "A Chu, what kind of wine should you taste in such a beautiful wine in what way do you think you can taste the best taste?"

Mu Chu's eyes flashed slightly, and he picked up the glass of wine in front of him and put it on his nose and sniffed it gently.

The aroma overflows, and it is indeed a good wine, but the poison in this good wine is not something that ordinary people can afford.

He scratched his fingertips into the wine, and no one noticed a subtle move except Qiqi.

After a while, he suddenly squeezed the cup tightly to his lips, raised his head, and swallowed the wine in one gulp.

Qiqi was still a little nervous, even his fingertips were tense, but he saw that his face was calm and there was no storm in his eyes.

After putting down the cup, he turned his head to look at her and said, "It's really a good wine, why not taste it."

Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the men beside him, and smiled and said, "Achu is a master of wine tasting. Since he said it was a fine wine, let's taste it well."

Chu Xuanchi lowered his eyes and looked at the glass of wine. He picked up the cup with his long fingers, raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

As soon as the cup was put on the back of the chair, he leaned on the back of the chair, still so lazy that even though the world collapsed in an instant, he seemed to be completely ignored.

The laziness exudes an unparalleled atmosphere of dignity, and the women around her still see the hearts running around. Even Tian Yishui cannot deny that she is becoming more and more interested in this silver-haired man.

Even she didn't see the hand she showed just now. Although she knew it was his hand, she didn't know which finger he was using and when the cup was popped out.

This man's martial arts are probably still above him.

In the Dream Clan, such a powerful man is extremely dangerous. What they fear most is that they cannot control it, but she really can't bear to destroy this man.

If he can be used for his own use, he can do nothing else in his life.

Unfortunately, with his personality, he knew it was difficult to be recaptured at first sight, but he didn't know what method Murong Qiqi used to make him stay by his side so devotedly.

In the Dream Clan, beauty is the most valuable thing. For women, ability is the most important. What kind of ability does Murong Qiqi have?

Even Chu Xuanchi drank it, Wuming and Chu Jiangnan also held up the cup, ignored the others, and drank the wine in the cup at will.

He put down the cup and sat down, feeling happy, out of place with everything around him, forming a self-consistent attitude.

Qiqi picked up the cup and raised it to Tianyishui, and smiled and said, "Thank you for the reward of the sect master."

He raised his hand to drink the wine, put the cup on the table, and five men in white put the cup and bottle in their arms, and then hurriedly retreated.

There was really an invisible pressure in front of the five of them, which made them almost breathless. If they didn't leave, someone might not be able to withstand faint.

"Since I have drunk all the wine, I will now announce that Murong Qiqi will be the master of Linghe Branch from now on. In the future, everything in Linghe Branch will be left to Murong Qiqi to deal with. Are you dissatisfied?"

After these words, the entire venue suddenly became silent, and no one dared to hum a word.

Even the sect leader's cousin suffered a loss. Who dared to show his dissatisfaction in front of Qiqi? None of their status can compare to Yu Xiaoxuan.

Seeing that everyone had no objection, Tian Yishui looked at Qiqi and said, "Master Murong Hall, the Linghe Branch will be yours in the future, and you can go there at any time."

"Thank you, Master." Qiqi bowed to her again, smiling sweetly.

Tian Yishui seemed to have something flashed at the moment, and he suddenly said after a silence: "I have something else to discuss with Miss Murong."

Qiqi raised his eyebrows and asked calmly: "Please tell me, Master."

"Next month is Her Majesty's birthday. People from the seven cities will send people to Mengdu Imperial City to celebrate the birthday of the queen. I wonder if Miss Murong can attend this feast for me?" She smiled and looked at Qiqi, "In addition, there will be a Cuju competition every year after the autumn of the Imperial City. This year, Her Majesty the Queen decided to hold it in advance. I also hope that the Lord Murong can play for me, Holy Water Gate."

On behalf of the Holy Water Gate, they asked them to give Meng Shiyue a birthday gift, and even participated in the Cuju competition in Mengdu Imperial City...

Qiqi naturally knew that there must be a conspiracy in this, but, if this is the case, can she see Meng Shiyue soon?

No matter what, this is a rare opportunity. If you have to pacify the seven cities first and then go to Mengdu, then you won’t know when it will happen.

If you can see Meng Shiyue, you will naturally not be willing to let go of any opportunity.

But although she was surprised, she still acted extremely surprised and even felt a little uneasy: "Sect Master, why?"

"The Imperial City once a Cuju competition every year, and the three teams sent by the Unknown City have never won. I know that Lord Murong is a talent, so I want to take a chance this year to see if Lord Murong can give us Holy Watermen and even the entire Unknown City a sigh of relief."

"Master, isn't this Cuju competition prepared by subordinates every year?" Hearing this, Tian Jiyun couldn't help it.

Huo Di stood up and said, "Is the master of the sect that he wants his subordinates to lead Murong Qiqi to the imperial city together?"

Qiqi's eyes fell on her and asked her to lead herself, this was not happy.

"No." Tian Yishui's answer finally did not disappoint Qiqi: "This time, the leader of Murong will lead the team directly."

"The Master of the Sect..."

Tian Yishui waved her hand and signaled her to be calm. Then she looked at Qiqi and asked, "It is the greatest wish of everyone in the seven cities to meet Her Majesty the Queen. If she can be appreciated by Her Majesty the Queen, our Holy Watermen's status in the dark city will be more valued in the future. Master Murong, what do you think?"

After a pause, she asked again: "Master Murong, don't you know if you can Cuju?"

This day Yishui was scheming everywhere, and Qiqi naturally knew that, but she was even more interested in Meng Shiyue.

"Cuju will of course do it, but..." Qiqi seemed to have a difficult face, and was silent for a while, which made Tian Yishui nervous enough, and then said: "We have never seen Her Majesty the Queen before. I suddenly said that I wanted to see her, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous."

Tian Jiyun, who was sitting opposite, suddenly sneered and hummed disdainfully: "It turns out that I just can't get on the stage and I can't stand the big scene."

"Ji Yun." Tian Yishui's face darkened and he hummed in displeasure.

Even though Tian Jiyun was not convinced, he still did not dare to make the sect leader unhappy in front of everyone. He had to glance at Qiqi coldly and shut up.

Tian Yishui stared at Qiqi and smiled and said, "With Master Murong's intelligence, how could he be frightened by such a scene? Lord Murong does not need to be modest."

Since everyone said that, Qiqi could only reluctantly say: "Okay, then I will go back and practice Cuju skills well, and strive not to let Holy Watermen be embarrassed for me."

Cuju, isn’t it just football? The elder brother is proficient in all kinds of martial arts. Football and basketball are no problem. She has been following Ye Che in the past. What can I do not know?

It's just football, it's not a problem for her.

"But then again, why does Her Majesty the Queen like Cuju so much?" Cuju conferences are held every day, and even people from the Seven Cities are qualified to participate. There must be many scenes in this feast.

If I didn’t really like it, who would have spent the energy to do this? Even if Meng Shiyue didn’t have to do it himself, at least it would have cost a huge amount of money.

Tian Yishui's eyes flashed slightly, and after a while, he smiled: "It is reported that there is an emperor in the palace who likes Cuju. In order to make him smile, for so many years, His Majesty has held a Cuju competition in the Imperial City every year. For more than ten years, the storm has not changed."

Qiqi didn't know why, but after hearing the three words "more than ten years", he was inexplicably touched.

More than ten years of favor is not something that any casual person can get.
Chapter completed!