After a while, the national master frowned and looked at Qiongying with a deep look.
"How?" Qiongying was graceful, her eyes moved lightly, and she looked at the national teacher calmly.
"The person I said just now should be a person with a poor life and a poor life. After the age of eight, there is no hexagram number." The national teacher frowned. His fate was ordinary and hexagram number was not. Hexagram number should be a premature death.
"Haha, the dead people naturally have no hexagrams." Qiongying smiled faintly, as if she was quite satisfied with the result.
"Since the lady is unwilling to let me divinate, I will not force you." The national master was not angry and said with a little disappointment.
After hearing this, Lan Suer was a little unhappy. This woman was too arrogant and domineering, and she dared to fool her master.
The master is a generous person, so he naturally won’t care about this woman, and she can’t care about it.
Wu Yue and Feng Feili had long learned about Qiongying's identity from Jing Ao. Now, when they heard it, they had to overthrow what Jing Ao said.
If Dongfang Zihan is really dead, who is Qiongying? Why should he pretend to be Dongfang Zihan?
"Miss is extraordinary, has a light figure and a high level of cultivation. Can my disciple be lucky enough to have a conversation with her?" The national teacher said with a kind look and smile.
Upon hearing this, Lan Suer looked at the national master in surprise, then looked at Qiongying again. The master actually asked her to discuss with this woman. Could it be that the master could not see the woman's cultivation level?
Wu Yue and Feng Feili glanced at Lan Suer left and right.
Although I have never seen Qiongying take action and don’t know how powerful Qiongying has, it is certain that Lan Suer will lose.
It's also certain that Qiongying will never agree.
Jiuge wanted to say something but stopped him, but he wanted to stop him, but the national master said this, and there must be a reason for the national master. If you think about it carefully, it may be a good thing, but I am afraid that she will not agree.
"Stop it." Qiongying curled her lips, then glanced at Lan Su'er slightly, and then looked at Jiuge again. Maybe both of them were disciples.
This surprised Lan Suer. This woman agreed so easily, is she sure of winning?
If she loses, she will not only lose the face of her master, but also the face of Jiuge. She will never lose.
Xiao Qiongying agreed? Wu Yue looked at Qiongying in disbelief.
Such a boring "scrap" means nothing more than testing Xiao Qiongying, or comparing Lan Suer with Xiao Qiongying.
Jiuge smiled happily. She would definitely win. If she won, the prize would be very rich.
"Haha, just click on it, Su'er, go." The national teacher looked at Lan Su'er lovingly and said.
"Yes, Master." Lan Su'er nodded, then looked at Qiongying and said, "Miss, please give me advice."
Qiongying was neither slow nor tight, and said lightly: "Qiutong."
Qiutong nodded: "Yes, master."
Everyone was stunned, and even the air was frozen.
"Ahem." Wu Yue wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. She coughed twice to cover up. Xiao Qiongying was so humorous and too shocking.
Feng Feili's tolerance was better than Wu Yue, but he raised the corners of his mouth slightly. The moment of glory was as beautiful as the cold wind and snow plum.
Qiongying looked at Feng Feili, which was pleasing to the eye.
Jiuge's face was gloomy, and he guessed that she would not agree so easily, but he still believed it. But she was so cruel! It was a silent provocation!
Lan Su'er was stunned for a long time before she realized that she was also her master's apprentice.
Let her compete with a maid? Then does this woman claim to be even better than her master?