After this incident was over, the atmosphere of the dinner gradually became more intense. There was a lot of drinking and drinking, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.
Ye Qingran raised his head slightly and looked at the full moon above his head. His eyes gradually blurred, his thoughts gradually flew away, and the sounds around him faded away little by little. Unexpectedly, a sentence came to his mind: The moon is the brightness of my hometown.
She misses China and everything in the past. But she likes it here even more, because she is not alone here at last. She has lovely children and family members in Yaowang Valley.
So, no matter why she came here, she was full of gratitude.
Ye Qingran came out of his thoughts and swept his eyes among the many guests, but did not see that familiar figure.
Dongfang Mo seemed to have never seen him again since she mentioned his leg problem.
The night falls, and the stars are like water.
In the night sky, there was the sound of long swords piercing the air.
咻咻咻~
Everyone looked up when they heard the sound, unable to see too far because of the darkness. However, Dongfang Qingxuan and Ye Huanhuan suddenly stood up, with excitement on their faces.
Everyone looked at them in confusion until a sharp sword-like sound came from the sky.
"Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Ling Qingwu and his colleagues came to pay a visit!"
A gentle and sharp voice came through the air, and the moment it fell, four figures with swords appeared in the sky above the imperial garden.
Four people, two men and two women, all dressed in the uniforms of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, they are heroic, high-spirited and arrogant.
The sword is wielded in the moonlight, the belt is fluttering in the night wind, and the clothes are hunting, which is actually a somewhat fairy-like artistic conception!
Everyone was shocked. A disciple of Xuanyuan Sword Sect actually appeared in the palace of Donglin Kingdom at this time!
"Senior Sister?!"
Ye Huanhuan shouted excitedly after seeing the appearance of the leading woman.
"Junior sister!" The leading woman nodded arrogantly, her expression cold and doting.
Upon hearing that it was Ye Huanhuan's senior sister, Donglinhuang stood up suddenly with a look of surprise, "Is this Miss Ling Qingwu, the daughter of Qingyun Sword Master and one of the top ten disciples of Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"
The daughter of Qingyun Sword Master?
Are the Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples among the top ten?
OMG!
What kind of transcendent identity is this?
Although Ye Huanhuan is also a disciple of Qingyun Sword Master, he is far behind Ling Qingwu. Even Dongfang Qingxuan, who joined the Xuanyuan Sword Sect a few years ago, is just a younger brother to Ling Qingwu.
"Your Majesty Donglin, we passed by here and came to pay a visit, so we were disturbed a lot."
Ling Qingwu is neither humble nor arrogant.
"No, please come and prepare seats for the distinguished guests of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect."
The four people were arranged next to Ye Huanhuan. They all looked arrogant and indifferent, as if they disdained the small country of Donglin. If there was no junior sister here, they would not even bother to attend such a banquet.
No one thought they were rude, they even took it for granted.
Although the people attending the palace banquet were all important figures in the Donglin Kingdom, even so, their eyes were still full of yearning and awe when they looked at the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
After all, this is a world where strength is respected, and the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is one of the seven major sects in the Central Region, representing authority. Many disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect come from giant dynasties that are many times more powerful than the Donglin Kingdom.
!
However, in the huge imperial garden, there were many guests, and only His Highness the Crown Prince and Ye Huanhuan could chat with them. Especially Ye Huanhuan, who even had a pleasant conversation with Ling Qingwu. For a moment, the eyes looking at Ye Huanhuan were full of envy.
Ye Huanhuan felt the warm eyes of everyone, and her vanity was strongly satisfied.
Yes, she, Ye Huanhuan, knows people from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Ling Qingwu, a popular figure in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, is her senior sister. They have a very good relationship!
Ye Huanhuan enjoyed this state very much.
So, she deliberately raised her voice and asked: "Sister, how is the master doing lately? I haven't seen him for a long time, I miss him so much!"
"Father is well, there is no need to worry about him. This time I took the road to Donglin to urge you on behalf of my father. He asked you to finish the matters here as soon as possible and then go to the Sword Sect to practice."
Ye Huanhuan's eyebrows were dancing, "Okay."
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Ye Huanhuan enjoyed the gazes from everyone. With a flash of eyes, she looked at Ye Qingran beside her and couldn't help but said to Ling Qingwu: "Senior sister, this is my sister. She also wants to go to Xuanyuan Sword Sect to practice, but she doesn't.
Spiritual roots, I don’t know if there is any way..."
Ling Qingwu looked past Ye Huanhuan and looked at Ye Qingran. Seeing that she was wearing a veil and couldn't see her face clearly, she snorted softly, with disdain flashing in her eyes.
The female disciple next to her sneered: "You don't have spiritual roots, and you still want to join the Xuanyuan Sword Sect? You don't even dare to do that in your daydreams, do you?"
The two male disciples also pulled their lips together and smiled sarcastically.
When did the Xuanyuan Sword Sect become a garbage dump? All kinds of cats and dogs can come in?
Seeing that Ye Huanhuan was well received by the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, while Ye Qingran was ruthlessly mocked by the people of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, everyone felt that Ye Qingran and Ye Huanhuan were really different.
"Senior sister, is there any way to make the spiritual roots grow?"
Ling Qingwu shook her head and smiled coldly: "How is it possible for spiritual roots to grow? Don't even think about it in this life!" She meant something.
Ye Qingran smiled indifferently.
It seems that the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is no more than this. A disciple who is ranked in the top ten of the sect actually said such ridiculous words. It seems that the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is only at this level!
"Huanhuan, it just so happens that your senior sisters and brothers are here, why don't you let them witness for you that you have won the throne of the most beautiful woman in Xiliang City?"
Mu Qingrou suddenly said.
Ye Qingran just said that she has something growing on her face and she is definitely not as beautiful as usual. If Huanhuan competes with her at this time, she will surely win the first prize and return to the throne of the most beautiful woman!
By then, Ye Qingran will really be useless!
Unexpectedly, Ye Huanhuan suddenly froze there.
Let her compete with Ye Qingran at this time?
Didn't he let her seek death?
She really wanted to turn around and scold Mu Qingrou!
When Xia Zhimeng heard this, she almost spit out the food in her mouth. She gave a thumbs up to Mu Qingrou. This woman is usually a bit mean, but at the critical moment, she unexpectedly came up with a divine assist!
"The most beautiful woman?" Ling Qingwu raised her eyebrows slightly.
Mu Qingrou explained: "We in Xiliang City have the custom of selecting the most beautiful woman at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet every year. Winning the most beautiful woman is the highest recognition of a woman's appearance."
Ling Qingwu nodded.
She had seen Ye Huanhuan's appearance before. She was very beautiful. It should be no problem to be the most beautiful woman in Xiliang City. So she nodded and agreed: "Junior sister, don't worry, I will help you."
Ye Huanhuan almost wanted to vomit blood.
It's not that she doesn't want to be the most beautiful person, but she really can't do it today! If she really goes to the selection, there is no chance that she can be the most ugly person!
"Oh, you can't!" Xia Zhimeng's eyes flashed with cunning, and she waved her hands hurriedly, "My sister Ran has been growing strange things on her face recently. If we conduct a beauty competition at this time, wouldn't it be a big loss?
, no, no, absolutely not!”
Hearing what Xia Zhimeng said, Mu Qingrou became more determined to get her.
Ye Qingran, today, I will definitely pull you down from the throne of the most beautiful woman!
"Huanhuan, just accept it!"
Mu Qingrou urged.
"No, I'm not in a good condition either!"
"No matter how bad you are, how can you be as bad as Ye Qingran?"