The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 378 The new style is amazing
that day
Miaoyuan and the others didn't know what was discussed in the main hall, but what they knew was that Yun Yu was acquitted.

Although he was later punished and imprisoned on the Sakya Demon Island for thirty thousand years, they knew that this was just for other disciples to see. For Miaoyuan, this punishment was equivalent to no punishment.

She was very disgusted after hearing this.

So later on, she never went to Min Lan's teaching class. No matter how Murong Feng and Yu Heng tried to persuade her, she never went. Every time Kui Yin came back and told her what he had learned today and how the master made things difficult for her.

Her left ear listened, and her right ear popped out again, just for fun.

The sacrificial ceremony is coming soon, and several elders are too busy to keep their feet on the ground. This also gave Miaoyuan the opportunity to go to Muzhen Mountain and learn to fly with a sword with Han Mo and Hua Rong.

The frost and cold have receded today, and the weather has become surprisingly warm.

Hua Rong thought of the disciple robes she had just made some time ago, and couldn't help but take it out to show off to them: "Hey, look, they have a new style. I think it's very unique. What do you want?" Don’t you want to do it too?”

Miaoyuan was about to fly into the sky with the Heavenly Sword under her feet. When she turned around and heard what he said, she didn't want the sword anymore, turned around and ran towards him.

"What's the new style? Does it look good?"

She hasn't made new clothes for a long time, and she wants to make one too. Mainly because she was tired of wearing the disciple's robe every day and wanted to wear something else.

Hua Rong hurriedly handed over her robe and shared with her: "Look, look, the Jun Zhu and Mo Lan sleeves are unique, aren't they?"

"Also, here, there is a small bamboo leaf and scattered mountain peaks embroidered here. Look, do they look good?"

Miaoyuan couldn't help but nodded, and said in surprise: "It's so beautiful, Brother Huarong, where did you make it? It's even more beautiful than the Han embroidery of our ghost tribe."

"Oh, you don't know." Hua Rong pulled her to the side and started a colorful conversation with her.

Han Mo stood aside, looking at the abandoned Cang Qiong Hao Sword, his face turned dark.

If I had known this, I should not have agreed to the joining of Senior Brother Huarong in the first place. As a result, Manzhu has not made much progress in flying skills, but she has heard a lot of gossip.

"Junior Brother Hanmo——"

Several people looked over after hearing the sound, and saw Han Liang climbing up panting, "Master is waiting for you in the main hall. He wants you to hurry over now. He said you are going to the sacrificial platform to familiarize yourself with the sacrificial process."

When Hua Rong heard that this was serious, she waved her hand and urged, "Go quickly, go quickly, don't delay here. If the master finds out, he will punish you again."

Miaoyuan, who was sitting beside her, also nodded, "Yes, Orochi, go ahead."

Han Mo picked up the Cang Qiong Hao Sword from the ground, "But your sword flying skill..."

"It's okay, it's okay," Miaoyuan waved her hand, "It's okay to study a few days later. Just go to the main hall."

She didn't want to see him getting seriously injured again, she didn't like it, and she didn't want to see it.

Han Mo came over and handed her the Heavenly Sword, "Then you study hard here first. When I'm done, I'll come here to find you."

Miaoyuan stood up, took the sword, pushed him and walked down the mountain, "I know, I know, you go to the sacrificial altar quickly, we can't wait for the sacrificial ceremony."

She, a person who did not participate in the sacrificial ceremony, knew the importance of this matter. How could he, a person who participated in the sacrificial ceremony, act so indifferent and unhurried. Hua Rong also nodded one after another, "That's right, junior brother, I'm still here, don't worry, I will teach Junior Sister Miaoyuan the art of flying with a sword."

Han Mo: "..." It's because of him that he doesn't feel at ease.

Without him, Manzhu might still be able to make up her mind to study. But now with him, her ears are full of tidbits and latest facts from the mountains every day, and she never stops telling new stories, telling them a hundred times a day. I'm afraid they don't have the same thing, not to mention how much Manzhu likes to listen to it.

Hanliang saw him whining, so he went up and grabbed his arm and led him down the mountain, "Come on, junior brother, I'm waiting for you."

Han Mo was led down the mountain while looking back at Miao Yuan.

Miaoyuan waved her hand towards him and said with a smile: "Goodbye, Orochi."

Han Mo: "..." Why does he feel like she is happier now that he is gone?

Hua Rong even stood up to say farewell, "Goodbye, junior brother, don't worry, junior sister Miaoyuan, leave it to me."

Han Mo: "..." This is the same, very happy.

After seeing their figures walking away, Hua Rong quickly knelt down and packed up his beautiful clothes. "Junior sister, let's go, I'll take you to see the patterns of your new clothes."

"Really?" Miaoyuan turned around, her eyes lit up. Great, she was also about to go see if there were any nice dresses.

"Yes, junior sister, it's time for you to make new clothes to wear."

Huarong put the new clothes she had packed into the space and stored them. When the ceremony was held, she would put on the newly made clothes and appear on that solemn and important occasion. It was better to keep them well now.

Miaoyuan nodded, "Okay, where should we go? I haven't been to this clothes-making place yet."

Hua Rong walked up to her and said, "This is the place where clothes are made. It's in Fanyin Pavilion. It's called the Clothes Hall. It's a place specifically for each disciple to make clothes or modify accessories. There are all the senior sisters from Fanyin Pavilion. , Their craftsmanship is so clever that you haven’t even seen it with your own eyes. One is more beautiful than the other, and each is more exquisite than the other. I guarantee you, when you put it on, people can’t take their eyes off it, and everyone will praise you like a fairy. "

Miaoyuan was amused, "It's not that exaggerated, senior brother, what you said is so amazing."

"I'm not exaggerating. You will know if you go and see them. Their clothes and culottes are flying in the sky and swimming underground every day."

"Ah?" Miaoyuan was curious and a little surprised, "Is this still making clothes?"

It sounds like you are practicing cultivation. How can you make clothes that fly in the sky and swim underground? Anyway, she had never seen it, but she was fascinated by it.

"Don't believe it?" Hua Rong raised her eyebrows with a friendly smile, "Then let's go and have a look. If it's really what I said, you can bring me your ghost clan's spirit next time you practice. Think of the tea as a reward for me.”

"Okay, okay," Miaoyuan laughed, and followed him down Muzhen Mountain, heading towards the Fanyin Pavilion.

It's just some spiritual tea. If it's gone, you can go back and get it again. Anyway, it's almost the festival, so she can take a break and go home.

I heard that the last festival can last for eighteen days, which means she has gained ten thousand years. But I don’t know if my aunt will accompany her when she goes back this time. Oh, by the way, there’s also Sister Yan Yun.

Last time, Sister Yan Yun helped her upstairs in Qianjintai Pavilion, but she hadn't gone to thank her yet. She happened to go to Fanyin Pavilion for fun now to see if she could meet Sister Yan Yun and thank her in person.