"Do you want me to escape at tomorrow's banquet?" Ye Qingying was of course not stupid.
"No, no, princess, if you suddenly run away at the banquet tomorrow, Your Majesty the Dragon King will definitely get even more angry, and maybe you will kill that Lu Xiangli." Ling'er waved his hand quickly.
"What should I do?" Ye Qingying had no idea at all.
"At the banquet tomorrow, you pretend to have a crush on a certain young man, and then take him around to play, and then you are waiting for an opportunity to secretly meet Lu Xiangli."
Ye Qingying then showed a clear expression on her face, and then she suddenly hugged Ling'er: "Ling'er, thank you. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do!"
"Princess, in fact, His Majesty the Dragon King is also for your own good. I see Lu Xiangli..." Ling'er stopped halfway through her words. She knew the status of the mortal in the princess's mind, so it would be better for her not to talk too much. However, from the bottom of her heart, she thought that mortal was not worthy of her princess.
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The magnificent desolate sea Dragon Palace welcomed guests from all directions this day. Early in the morning, the old Dragon King told the servants to dress up the princess well, and Mrs. Yaohua also rushed to her daughter's bedroom early in the morning.
Originally, she was worried that her daughter would make noise, but looking at the quiet person in front of the dressing table, Mrs. Yaohua breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself that this girl was still aware of the general and did not make a big fuss today.
"Mom--" Ye Qingying, dressed up properly, is beautiful and charming. With every frown and smile, she has a charming look. Although she is not as bright as Mrs. Yaohua, she has a unique and attractive freshness.
Mrs. Yaohua looked at the beautiful daughter in front of her and showed a gratified smile on her face: "My Qingying is so beautiful."
"Mom--" Ye Qingying's face turned red and she became embarrassed and coquettish.
Mrs. Yaohua smiled and walked forward, looked at her from left to right, and suddenly said, "Where is that plum blossom hairpin, I think it's the hairpin that matches you!"
Ye Qingying paused on her face, but she quickly recovered, "Oh, you don't have to wear that every day when you look good, change it today." As she said that, she went up to hug Mrs. Yaohua's hand and was about to walk out, "Okay, mom, let's go quickly."
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At dawn, Gekong stood in the high palace, watching the busyness below, people coming and going, both gods and demons, and felt extremely strange in his heart. How could gods and demons get along so harmoniously?
Gekong seemed to see through what she thought, and explained, "Those demons are all dedicated to cultivating immortals, so they are also considered fellow practitioners."
"Then, those are not traitors from your demon world?" Fu Xiao asked with a funny look.
"It's not a traitor or a traitor. Everyone chooses a different path." Gekong is open-minded.
Dawn nodded and expressed his agreement. Soon, the two of them discovered at the same time that Ye Qingying and a handsome man left the banquet hall.
The man was full of heaven, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his facial contours were profound and distinct. He looked like a handsome man. He was dressed in a blue brocade robe. No matter how you look at him, he was a handsome young man.
"This man looks good, and he is comparable to that Lu Xiang." Here, Xiao immediately began to comment.
I completely forgot that there was a jealous man around me.
Gekong snorted coldly, and after dawn, he shrank his neck and did not dare to make any comments anymore.
Gekong suddenly realized that this little woman had become smarter and smarter since when she started, and she no longer showed a dazed expression like before. In fact, he still liked her to be a little bit stupid.
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Gekong and Fuxiao watched the two people in front left the deserted sea and headed towards Baihe Town, looking at each other, "Did she take that man to find Lu Xiangli?"
Damn, what's the situation? I'm looking for an old love with my new love. Although Fu Dawn knows that Ye Qingying is definitely not showing off, the situation is so weird no matter how you look at it.
When he arrived at the restaurant where Ye Qingying asked Lu Xiangli to meet, Ye Qingying left alone, while the man who came out with Ye Qingying stayed alone in the restaurant and started drinking.
At dawn, Gekong quickly followed Ye Qingying.
In a green bamboo forest under Baihe Gate, Ye Qingying sat on a bluestone and looked at the direction of the Baihe Gate's mountain gate. She had already used magic to send a letter to Lu Xiangli, and was waiting for him to come.
However, I waited and waited, and waited from noon to sunset, and the person did not show up.
Ye Qingying, who was already anxious, became more and more anxious. She didn't care about what her father had told him before, so she decided to go to Baihemen to find Lu Xiangli.
Gekong watched her fly towards Baihe Gate and shook his head.
At this time, Dawn showed a dawn expression, "What's wrong? Is this Baihe Gate very powerful?"
Gekong shook his head and said, "It's not that the Baihe Sect is so powerful. But with Ye Qingying's current cultivation level, it would be a bit unwise to break through like this."
"Didn't Ye Qingying have ten thousand years of cultivation?" Fu Xiao asked in confusion.
"I just thought you were smart, but now I'm stupid." Gekong said funny, "The ten thousand years of cultivation is the future. Now she only has three thousand years of cultivation."
Fu Xiao opened his mouth wide and looked shocked, "You mean, now is Ye Qingying's memory seven thousand years ago?"
Gekong nodded, looking at Fu Xiao's dazed expression with pleasure, and thought that she was still cute like this.
Just as the two of them were talking, there was a sudden whistling and fighting sound in front of them.
The two looked at each other and quickly followed. Neither of them expected that Ye Qingying would be discovered so quickly.
When they arrived, Ye Qingying was fighting with three disciples from the White He Gate. The three disciples all used long swords, and three on one, were not Ye Qingying's opponents.
However, Ye Qingying came to find someone and did not take any serious measures. She just called and said, "I'm here to find Lu Xiangli, please let me in."
"The bold monster actually wanted to break into my Baihe Sect privately!" Soon, another disciple of the Baihe Sect came and soon discovered that Ye Qingying was not a human, but a monster. He picked up the sword and joined the battle. He did not have the idea of winning the less and not winning the martial arts. In their opinion, it would be great if he could take this monster.
The fight quickly became a big deal, and soon a disciple reported it up. After a moment, a man in his forties and dark face came out.
"Uncle Master." Soon a disciple greeted him respectfully.
The man looked at Ye Qingying, who was surrounded by his disciples below, and hatred instantly showed on his face. Without saying a word, he drew out his long sword and flew down and joined the battle!
When those disciples saw that the uncle took action, they all made a move.
For a moment, the sword light in front of the mountain gate was like a rainbow. Although Ye Qingying had only three thousand years of cultivation, she was still at ease with such an airtight sword move.
At the side, Fu Dao, who was watching this scene, couldn't help but sigh, "Isn't this very powerful? All the masters and uncles have made a move, and Ye Qingying still looks very relaxed."
"That's because they don't use their real skills." Gekong said with a smile.
Fu Xiao was puzzled. This was not considered real skills, so it would be better to show real skills. Thinking of this, Fu Xiao couldn't blink.
Sure enough, the black-faced uncle saw that his sword move was useless to Ye Qingying, so he quickly stretched out his hand and drew the sharp sword edge. In an instant, a thread of blood stained the sword edge. Then the sword made a low sound, and the blood suddenly disappeared, as if it had been sucked by the sword. Then the sword light was magnificent, emitting a dazzling red light.
The black-faced uncle shouted loudly and waved his sword again and rushed towards Ye Qingying.
Ye Qingying saw all this clearly and felt heavy in her heart, but she still met her.
With just one move, Ye Qingying discovered the problem. The black-faced uncle's sword could actually suppress her demonic power.