The Empress Eavesdropping: This Disciple Is Too Enchanting

Chapter Twenty-Three: Without him, lack of xinxing

The mountainside of Piaoxuefeng is covered by sunlight.

The rich tea fragrance makes people feel refreshed.

Lu Changqing sat at the stone table slowly picking vegetables.

The eyes are kind, and there is a good taste of calmness in the middle of the year.

Bai Hanyan watered the vegetable field a little below the mountainside, filled with baskets full of fruits and vegetables, with an attractive fragrance.

Mu Jiuyan opened the door and stretched, revealing a small belly.

The white tulle draped over her body, making her skin like jade set off.

It has been half a month since Dugu’s family came to challenge.

Mu Jiuyan is very satisfied with the strength displayed by Yaochi Sacred Land.

There are more than ten Tianjiao who open the emperor veins alone, as long as they grow up, they are all combat power that cannot be ignored!

If this trend continues, Yaochi Sacred Land will only become stronger.

Mu Jiuyan came to the stone table. It was polenta that Bai Hanyan had cooked long ago.

Golden exudes a seductive fragrance.

Steaming porridge and rice, mixed with sunlight, and fireworks in the world, are particularly warm.

Mu Jiuyan drank the porridge slowly, while Lu Changqing on the side was silent, picking vegetables for himself.

The scenery under Piaoxue Peak is as beautiful as splash-ink painting.

Mu Jiuyan suddenly discovered that she seemed to like this kind of life more and more.

For the past ten thousand years, she seemed to have only practice in Life.

Constantly cultivating, Transcends Tribulation, fighting together!

It stands to reason that such a slack Life will stop her Cultivation Base.

But the fact is the opposite. During the days of Piaoxuefeng, her Cultivation Base showed signs of loose bottleneck.

She attributed it to the silent beautiful man next to her.

There are so many secrets hidden in this guy that she still can’t see through.

Even until now, she hadn’t discovered why she could hear the heart of this disciple.

Lu Changqing was picking vegetables and suddenly raised his head to look at the female emperor.

“Master, is there anything on my face?”

“Always staring at me?”

Tucao sounded in my heart.

[Does this woman still want to attack me? 】

Mu Jiuyan’s face turned dark, this disciple is good at everything, but a little bit not serious.

But she can’t say yet, because it’s just the voice of others!

“nothing!”

Mu Jiuyan turned his head with a cold snort.

Soon, the female emperor finished the porridge, and the work of washing dishes and laundry was naturally handed over to the younger sister.

The empress was like a pampered queen, sitting on the cliff again, dangling her white feet, and began to blow the air and bask in the sun.

It caused Lu Changqing to complain for a while. He raised an ancestor.

The sun was very comfortable, Lu Changqing took out a flute from his waist, and the breeze rolled up the wormwood.

The melodious melody will slowly flow out.

The robe flying tactics was rustled by the wind, and Lu Changqing’s handsome face seemed to be imprinted on Mu Jiuyan’s heart at this moment.

“It’s a good skin, no wonder the female disciples in Sacred Land like him so much.”

Rao is the empress who has lived for thousands of years, and she has to admit that Lu Changqing is indeed the best-looking man she has ever seen.

Bai Hanyan who was washing vegetables not far away was attracted by Lu Changqing.

A man with a musical instrument is usually lethal to a girl.

Just one song, the wind is light and the clouds are calm.

At this time, a sweet voice came from outside the valley.

“Yao Chi Holy Maiden Xu Yuan begs to see Master Qingyou!”

Although it was a plea, the hint of arrogance in that voice couldn’t be washed away.

Outside the Piaoxue Peak, Yaochi Holy Maiden Xu Yuan is dressed in shabby and simple Taoist robe.

But she still couldn’t hide her bumpy body.

It’s just that on the beautiful face, there is always a hint of coldness and arrogance.

This is the characteristic of Taishang Avenue.

Xu Yuan has been standing outside Piaoxue Peak for some time.

Since half a month ago, after the Dugu Family came to challenge, she had an inexplicable sense of crisis.

I don’t know when so many arrogances appeared in Sacred Land in Yaochi!

Even the younger sister named Bai Hanyan may be more talented than her!

As the Supreme Communion, she is arrogant.

There is a paranoia that transcends others in practice!

The Supreme Eucharist is never weaker than others!

So, instead of Closed Door Training this time, she inquired about what happened recently inside the door.

Master Dezhi Qingyou unexpectedly recovered and lived his second life.

Then came Piaoxuefeng for guidance!

She wants to be stronger!

Too ruthless, the arrogant of this type of physique can only become stronger in his eyes!

But when she came to Piaoxue Peak, she touched a strange feeling.

The impetuousness in my heart was slowly calmed down.

So she stood outside the valley, letting the breeze blow, for a short while.

There was a melodious flute sound from the valley.

She heard it for a long time.

When the sound of the flute stopped, she suddenly realized.

Remember what I came here.

The sound fell into the valley, after a moment.

The female emperor’s voice faintly spread: “Come to see me on the mountainside.”

When the words fell, the light curtain like a tulle outside Piaoxuefeng was slowly pulled away.

Yaochi Holy Maiden stepped on the Flying Sword and sank into it.

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In the small courtyard on Piaoxue Peak.

Lu Changqing looked at the Holy Maiden of the Yaochi.

He is tall, and although his legs are hidden under the robes, he can still see tight arcs.

She didn’t tie her hair, letting her hair fall on her shoulders.

With a cold face, Lu Changqing suspects that this girl is the same as the empress of Closed Door Training for thousands of years.

I don’t know how long I haven’t taken a bath.

Mu Jiuyan was slightly angry.

I’m in retreat, where can I take a shower?

Besides, after practicing to their Realm, a small spell can be done. Even if you don’t take a bath, your body won’t get dirty, okay!

Mu Jiuyan resisted the urge to pump Lu Changqing away and looked at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

“Why are you looking for this seat?”

Holy Maiden bowed to the empress unnaturally.

The arrogance of the Supreme Eucharist does not allow her to bow her head to others.

But she bowed slightly in order to become stronger.

“The disciple came and wanted to ask Master to help me out.”

The female emperor waved her hand indifferently: “You said.”

Holy Maiden of Yaochi said calmly: “Dare to ask Master, the disciple has been trapped in the Divine Stage for more than three years, but the Supreme Communion should not have such a shackle.”

“Although the disciple is in the stage of the gods, he can fight against the strong, but in the eyes of the disciple, he is nothing but Xiaodaoer.”

“I beg Master to help my disciples to solve their doubts!”

The Empress glanced at her, Realm is the pinnacle of the God Stage.

Since the Qi of the whole body has reached the Consummation of the Realm, he has never been promoted to Tongshen.

He has experienced countless times, and he naturally saw the doorway at a glance.

Faintly said: “Without him, the xinxing is not enough.”*