There's No Witch I Can't Wash

Although the Qingxuan Sword Sect looks like a fairy cave, the people in the sect still have to live and eat.

Even Yu Qiushui, who is the only star in the sect, still needs to eat regularly.

No one is really out of this world.

If it is really possible to not eat fireworks in the world, then it is not a human being but a god.

"I can actually do it."

"Can Zhiqiu know how to cook?"

Lin Ye seemed a little surprised, while the girl nodded embarrassingly.

"Because of the case, I often eat it in the wild, more or less. It may not taste good, but it should fill my stomach."

"Forget it, let me do it, anyway, it's only for four people."

After thinking about it, Lin Ye shook his head. Looking at Zhiqiu's appearance, he could guess that what she made should be unsatisfactory.

"No, we're not talking about food, we're talking about reform! Don't try to change the subject!"

Suddenly he came back to his senses and realized that something seemed wrong, as if he had been tricked by Yan Zhiqiu.

And the latter rolled his eyes angrily, obviously you were talking about eating by yourself, and you were still blaming others for changing the subject.

"Even if we want to reform, we still need to have enough food. However, do the rules of Qingxuan Sword Sect really dissatisfy so many senior brothers, senior sisters and elders? We must carry out reforms even if we do such things."

"Theirs are not called reforms. The bottom-up ones are called revolutions, and the reforms are top-down. Revolutions naturally require sacrifices and bloodshed to pay the price, but their sacrifices are worthwhile, and their blood counts." If there is no Bailiu, this is not reform."

Yan Zhiqiu blinked. Although there is no concept of revolution in this world, the girl still understands it. After all, speaking of the Yan family's country, the Great Zhou Dynasty also came from revolution.

"As for the rules of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, in my opinion, as long as a normal person would not like it? If there is a choice, who would want to be with the Qingdengshishe for a lifetime."

"This world is so prosperous and colorful, it would be a pity if you don't go and see it once, isn't it?"

Lin Ye spoke with some emotion, but Yan Zhiqiu couldn't help but nodded.

Then... try it, Reformation.

Qingxuan Sword Sect is indeed about to undergo some changes, and if it continues like this, it may really disappear in the long river of history.

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The reform of Qingxuan Sword Sect is imperative. After all, Yan Zhiqiu does not want his master to become a sinner for the destruction of Qingxuan Sword Sect.

Disciples and elders in the sect will have such thoughts and behaviors, and it cannot be said that Miaoyin, the suzerain, is completely irresponsible.

Guiding the minds of disciples is what a suzerain should do in itself, and as the master of a sect, Miaoyin can be said to be completely unqualified.

She has never been in charge of the big and small matters in the sect. It can be said that she herself is responsible for the unfavorable discipline when such things happen.

Similarly, Yan Zhiqiu himself did not want to be a sinner for the Qingxuan Sword Sect to decline.

Regardless of whether I want to or not, Master has thrown this burden on me, so I naturally have to do something.

So after figuring it out, Yan Zhiqiu immediately asked Lin Ye for advice on what he should do now, what Qingxuan Sword Sect should do, and where should this reform start.

Then the man rolled his eyes angrily, and smacked the head of the girl who seemed to be full of energy.

"What time is the reform, don't you go to sleep! And the reform is not done by mouth, it needs manpower to change. Is there anyone in Qingxuan Sword Sect now?"

"Woo... It seems that there is no one at the moment."

Now there are three people left in the Qingxuan Sword Sect, myself, the Great Elder, and Master Yu. The Seventh Elder still doesn't know when he will be able to bring the remaining brothers and sisters back.

And even if the Seventh Elder brings people back, what can such a small number of poor people do?

"So go to bed now, and think about reform after you sleep well."

Lin Ye said so, but his upper and lower eyelids couldn't help but fight. He was indeed tired, and now he just wanted to take a good rest to recover his physical and mental fatigue.

"kindness."

Yan Zhiqiu nodded obediently, seeing that Lin Ye didn't want to move very much, then he hugged the man very intimately and walked towards his stone house.

Although she was hugged by the girl in the posture of a princess, Lin Ye didn't look embarrassed, and instead snuggled into her chest with a look of enjoyment.

"Is Master's bigger? It's more comfortable."

"Well... it's bigger and quite comfortable."

In a daze, when Lin Ye heard such a question, he didn't think about anything else, so he directly opened his mouth to answer, and he didn't realize what he had said until he finished answering.

The forward pace stopped, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but soon Lin Ye calmed down again, and once again uttered a few indistinct dreams.

"Zhiqiu...much bigger than Xinnuo...wow, so comfortable..."

There was another silence, and then the girl continued to walk, while Lin Ye let out a long sigh of relief.

Although I am a little sorry for Xin Nuo, but I am telling the truth.

In a daze, Lin Ye felt that his body was being placed on the bed, and then the sound of taking off his clothes rang in his ears, as well as the feeling that his clothes were being taken off.

A soft body leaned over and hugged him gently, and then Lin Ye didn't know anything, and fell asleep happily in the girl's arms.

The man slept soundly and soundly this time, and when he opened his eyes again, what he saw was Yan Zhiqiu's beautiful face with a helpless expression beside him.

The room was a little dark, and it didn't look like it was daytime.