After the gingerbread and the others had rested,
They took the initiative to find Lan Fu and helped them repair the Chaohua Palace.
Two more days passed.
The Chaohua Hall has been restored to almost the same condition as before.
They were discussing alchemy in the courtyard.
Bai Wushuang has arrived.
Compared to his former timidity and naivety, he now exudes the decisiveness and magnanimity of someone in a position of power.
No one can truly understand the pain of growing up overnight.
"Senior Sister Wushuang, are you feeling better?" Jiang Bingbing stood up happily to greet her, "Come on, come on!"
Facing them.
Bai Wushuang pursed her lips, revealing the same shy and bashful smile as before.
Not long after she came in, Wen Suye followed her in.
Su Qinghe's sugar radar went off. She glanced at Bai Wushuang and Wen Suye, then at Jiang Bingbing and Fen Jue.
Overjoyed.
"Thank you, Immortal Lord Qingxue, thank you to everyone present, and thank you to the Sword Sect for your kindness."
"From now on, Mingyue Palace will always be on the same side as Jianzong."
Bai Wushuang bowed deeply to Immortal Lord Qingxue.
Gingerbread quickly helped her up by the arm, "Senior Sister Wushuang, thank you is fine, but please don't give me such a big gift!"
Immortal Lord Qingxue nodded gracefully, "Little Bing is right, please don't stand on ceremony with us."
"Okay." Bai Wushuang was pulled down to sit by Su Qinghe.
"You don't look too well. Why didn't you rest for a few more days?" Su Qinghe asked with concern.
"Everyone is busy with post-war reconstruction, I feel embarrassed to lie in the house, Qinghe, I'm fine."
Li Dapu blinked his grape-like black eyes, gave a thumbs up, and spoke in a strong and clear voice: "Palace Master Wushuang, you are the best. The way you held the scepter and commanded the disciples on the day of the battle with the Soul Sect was so cool!"
Bai Wushuang was amused, and her pale face suddenly turned red.
Wen Su glanced at Li Dapu with a chilly look in the night.
"Hiss," Li Dapu rubbed his arms, wondering why he had been feeling cold all over lately.
It's summer now!
These are all juniors, so Immortal Lord Qingxue chatted for a few minutes and then left.
Bai Wushuang coughed twice, clutching her handkerchief, and said softly, "I came in a hurry today because there's something else."
The rest of the people waited quietly.
Wen Suye tacitly took out the brocade box.
Bai Wushuang slowly stroked the brocade box. "Inside is the Immortal Scale Armor. The night before the selection of the Palace Master, my mother called me over and told me about your visit to Mingyue Palace."
"Although the Immortal Scale Armor is a divine-grade magic weapon, it is far inferior to the Bright Moon Palace. With your help, Wushuang was able to protect everyone in the sect."
"Little Bing, feel free to take the Immortal Scale Armor to save your junior brother."
Gingerbread sincerely thanked her, "Thank you very much, Senior Sister Wushuang. Once I cure Junior Brother's Blood Silkworm Gu, I will definitely return the Immortal Scale Armor safely."
"It's alright," Bai Wushuang said with a smile, shaking her head. "Even if it's damaged or lost, it doesn't matter."
"Your help in preserving my sect and the lives of tens of thousands of disciples of the Bright Moon Palace is far more precious than any divine artifact."
Those present were stunned for a moment. Palace Master Murong had a discerning eye; Bai Wushuang was indeed the most suitable person to be the Palace Master.
The group chatted animatedly for a while.
As dusk fell, Wen Suye reminded her, "Junior Sister Wushuang, you still need to go back and take your medicine. We'll have plenty of time to chat with Junior Sister Qinghe Jiang later."
"Yes, I've been taking medicine for the past few days."
"Then I'll be going now."
Bai Wushuang and Wen Suye left side by side.
Gingerbread: "Senior sister, have you noticed? Senior Sister Wushuang isn't afraid of Senior Brother Wen anymore!"
Previously at the Nine Heavens Sect.
Wherever Wen Suye is, Bai Wushuang will never appear in that place.
Su Qinghe narrowed her eyes, her smile carrying a deeper meaning, "Good things are just around the corner~"
The Bright Moon Palace has just changed its master.
Gingerbread and the others felt embarrassed to bother them any further.
The next day, they prepared to return to their sect.
Su Qinghe originally planned to stay a few more days.
Seeing that Su Ye had been with her the whole time, she made a last-minute decision to go to the Nine Heavens Sect to find Xiao Canglan.
Gingerbread, on the other hand, headed straight to southern Xinjiang.
Before leaving.
Immortal Lord Qingxue repeatedly warned, "Little Bing, never act recklessly. If you can't win, run away immediately, understand?"
"Yes, Master!"
"Now that you're a junior sister, take good care of your junior brother while you're away. The sect leader in the Southern Frontier has already given instructions; when you get there, just go directly to the Imperial City to find Qiu Wu."
"Mmm, no problem!"
Before the spacecraft was launched.
Immortal Lord Qingxue glanced at his two little disciples with concern.
Ultimately, they need to explore this world themselves.
Reluctantly, he turned around and waved to those behind him.
Gingerbread shouted loudly, "Master! When you go back, stop vain and focus on your cultivation. Strive to advance to the Void Refinement Realm so we can cling to your coattails!"
Immortal Lord Qingxue: "..."
The emotion I felt just now has vanished.
I wish I could turn around and beat him up.
Li Dapu braced himself against the railing. "Bingzi, I'm not going with you this time. This richest man has to go back and check on the shop."
"Wow!" Gingerbread clapped its hands happily. "That's great, hee hee..."
“.....”
Li Dapu also sat down in the cabin with a dark expression.
After successfully securing a double kill.
The spaceship left without a trace of regret.
It even faintly emitted white exhaust fumes, demonstrating the dissatisfaction of Immortal Lord Qingxue and Li Dapu.
Gingerbread puffed out his cheeks. "Little Jue, they're in such a hurry!"
Fen Jue's gaze swept over her fluffy head, and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted. "It was a bit too hasty."
"Let's go too!"
“Southern Xinjiang is a bit far from here. Master, take the spaceship away. If we rely on Little Yellow, it will probably take three or four days to fly.”
"Okay, I'll listen to you, Senior Sister."
Firewing dogs are quite fast fliers.
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