Empress Master: Don’t go too far, evil disciple!

Aoshuang Peak, the seven sisters knelt there, still unwilling to get up.

Lu Aoshuang's heart was full of anger, which was extremely tempting.

She knew in her heart that these apprentices had a deep sisterhood, and if the six apprentices were in trouble, they would naturally want to go to the rescue, so even if they went against their will, Lu Aoshuang was helpless.

Turning his gaze to Xiao Yilang, this rebel, he didn't have a sense of honor and disgrace at all, everyone else was kneeling, just he was standing.

At this moment, a figure walked in the distance.

"Disciple Huo Baiying, meet the empress.

Holy Son Huo Baiying saw that several junior sisters and sisters were kneeling, their faces were calm, which seemed to be already expected by him.

"Holy Son, what is the matter here?"

Seeing the Holy Son Huo Baiying, Lu Aoshuang's expression eased, after all, it was the Holy Son, the hope of the sect.

"Shizun asked the disciples to come to the senior sister to make mobilization preparations, and 30 inner disciples have been recruited on the inner gate square to standby.

Huo Baiying said respectfully, and at the same time looked at Xiao Yilang intentionally or unintentionally.

"Very good, big apprentice, you go first.

Lu Aoshuang had expected it, and immediately nodded and said.

Hua Yourong answered, got up and prepared to leave.

"Empress, the master still needs one more person.

At this time, Huo Baiying spoke again, seemingly reluctant.

"Do you want one more?" Lu

Aoshuang frowned slightly, and the six sisters kneeling on the ground were overjoyed, and sure enough, the sect master still had face, and finally let them go and save the sixth senior sister.

Even if it's just one more sister, that's fine.

"I'll go, I'll go. "

Master, let me go, I will definitely be able to return to the Ruins Realm at the fourth order. "

No, I'll go, I'll go, I'm like a brother and sister with the sixth sister, I have to go." For

a moment, the women began to chirp again.

Lu Aoshuang's head was big for a while, and these disciples became more and more disobedient.

But the sect master couldn't help but give face, so he could only agree to choose one of them to follow the eldest apprentice Hua Yourong on the expedition.

Huo Baiying was slightly stunned when she saw this scene.

"Empress, the master asked me to call one more person, it's Xiao Yilang.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and all of them, including Lu Aoshuang, looked at Xiao Yilang in shock.

"What? Is that old woman old and confused, telling the rebels to go on the expedition?"

Lu Aoshuang said in disbelief.

"Empress, you misunderstood, at today's banquet, Xiao Yilang gave the poem to Shizun, Shizun liked it very much, but he didn't understand some of the meaning, so he asked the disciple to come over and take him over to ask by the way.

The Holy Son Huo Baiying said calmly, at the annual meeting, Xiao Yilang read the poem that was indeed a rare good poem.

Even if he looked down on Xiao Yilang as a handyman, he had to admit that his poems were indeed incomparable.

It is understandable that the sect master likes it.

"A broken poem, you need to work so hard to move the people.

As soon as he heard this, Lu Aoshuang's face turned cold, and as soon as he thought of that poem, Lu Aoshuang scolded his stinky apprentice in his heart, composing poems for the sect master, and not even writing poems for his master, he was really a white-eyed wolf.

It's good now, I like the sect master, and I'll be even more floating in the future.

Seeing that Xiao Yilang was summoned because of a poem, the women were also envious.

Tong Fengya was even more curious, but she didn't expect Xiao Yilang to be a handyman, his talent was not good, but his literary talent was extraordinary.

It's just that the literary style is good and has a fart use, and the cultivation world pays attention to the respect of strength, no matter how good the literary style is, it is only temporary.

The disciple retired.

Xiao Yilang was also speechless, and immediately arched his hand and followed Huo Baiying down the mountain.

Along the way, Xiao Yilang followed silently, Huo Baiying would always chat with Hua Yourong, and she could really talk about anything.

"Xiao Yilang, you go to the master yourself, I and the Holy Maiden Senior Sister went to the Inner Gate Square to prepare for departure. When

they arrived at the foot of Mingyue Peak, the Holy Son Huo Baiying said a word and walked towards the inner gate square with Hua Yourong.

Hua Yourong watched Xiao Yilang walk towards Mingyue Peak, she didn't know what she was thinking about, this Xiao Yilang seemed to have a lot of secrets hidden in her heart, which made her feel a little unpredictable.

She hadn't looked at Xiao Yilang before, but now it seems that she has seen something wrong.

I came to the peak of Mingyue Peak alone and saw the gorgeous palace filled with flowers and plants.

"Disciple Xiao Yilang, meet the palace master. "

Come in. There

was a crisp sound from inside, and Xiao Yilang pushed the door in.

As soon as I entered, the rich floral fragrance filled the room was intoxicating.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw that the spiritual light flickered inside, and looming, the wonderful sect master empress was lying on the soft phoenix bed.

"You come in some. A

soft voice sounded, and Xiao Yilang walked inside with a worried voice.

His eyes widened as he walked through the veil and finally walked to the edge of the phoenix bed.

I saw a beautiful scenery lying lazily on the phoenix bed in front of me.

The thin gauze cover her graceful figure, looming, showing exquisiteness.

On the valley, there was no cover at all, and it jumped out intentionally or unintentionally, making Xiao Yilang a little short of breath.

"In that poem, I don't know who Qiu Siluo is, I understand this sentence a little, but I don't know if Ichiro understands the heart of the slave family. "

The female emperor's patriarch Zu Mingyue's eyes were sharp, her face was full of shame, looking at her dream lover, her valley was beating hard.

Xiao Yilang's gaze staring directly at her figure had already been noticed by Zu Mingyue, and he couldn't help but be even more happy in his heart.

Suddenly, he stretched out his slender jade hand and pulled Xiao Yilang to the phoenix bed.

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