Chapter 510 Moon White Mountain
Xiao Changheng raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Qingqing, and said calmly:
"Big Sister is here to find you on the orders of our Master."
Yun Qingqing paused for a moment, then asked calmly:
"What about Murong Fuxue? Is she here on orders as well?"
"...Since we came here together, it should be the case." Xiao Changheng had no expression.
"Really?" Yun Qingqing glanced at him indifferently.
Xiao Changheng lowered his eyes and said nothing more.
Yun Qingqing was silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke again:
"I gave you this black jade pendant for self-defense, not to be used as a sparring partner for others."
Xiao Changheng raised his eyes and looked at her, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he soon returned to calm.
"Okay, got it."
Yun Qingqing regretted what she said the moment she said it. Sparring with others would be helpful to Xiao Changheng as it would allow him to use his sword and protective gear more skillfully. She had never thought of stopping him.
She didn't understand why she blurted out such words. She wanted to say something else, but Xiao Changheng responded with an expressionless face, which made her feel even more upset.
Yun Qingqing took a deep breath, healed his shoulder wound in silence, withdrew her hand and stood up.
"I'm going to Yuebai Mountain in the northwest border. You come with me."
She did not give Xiao Changheng any room to refuse, and directly took out a set of clothes from the space and threw it to him:
"Put it on and leave immediately."
After saying that, she raised her hand to remove the barrier outside the room and walked straight out the door.
Xiao Changheng looked at her inexplicably cold and hard back, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he pursed his lips slightly.
He was silent for a moment, calmed down, picked up the clothes, and began to change.
Outside the door.
As soon as Murong Fuxue saw Yun Qingqing coming out, she immediately stood up, lowered her head, and stood aside with her neck shrunk, feeling very nervous.
Yun Qingqing walked straight to Wen Muyan without looking around.
Wen Muyan and Yan Yan immediately saluted:
"Meet the chief sect leader."
Yun Qingqing had no expression and asked directly:
"Master sent you here? What's the matter?"
Wen Muyan took out a booklet and handed it over, saying:
"This is a list of the Leihuo Sect's resource inventory, as well as the progress of the Tianming Pavilion's headquarters construction. Master asked me to bring it to you."
Yun Qingqing picked up the booklet and quickly read it through, then nodded with satisfaction:
"That's right, go back and tell your master that if you need anything, you can go to the Seven Stars Hall for help. The Great Elder and the others will make the arrangements."
Wen Muyan smiled:
"Yes, don't worry, Master. We will do as you say."
All of them, the disciples of Shuihua Sect, have been in high spirits recently, not only because they have the chief leader of the thirty-six sects of Baiheling, but also because the entire Baiheling has been condensed into a force.
More importantly, the chief sect master is so powerful that even top sects like the Seven Stars Palace obey his orders!
The Shuihua Sect has silently leapt to a higher level and is now on the verge of reaching the threshold of a top-level sect. How could such a thing not make people excited?
Wen Muyan and Yan Yan were in a good mood, but the eldest sister looked to the side and saw Murong Fuxue still standing there like a quail.
This girl has gotten into trouble countless times since she was a child, but she has never been so cowardly. It turns out that only the chief sect leader can deal with her.
Wen Muyan curled her lips imperceptibly.
At this moment, Xiao Changheng came out after tidying up his clothes. Murong Fuxue bit her lip, and immediately stepped forward, timidly apologizing:
"Junior brother...how is your injury? I'm sorry, I...I really didn't mean it..."
Xiao Changheng was a little surprised to see her so timid. After all, even when he was punished by his master in the past, he had never been so frightened.
Xiao Changheng came back to his senses and shook his head:
"It's okay, I was distracted, Seventh Senior Sister, don't blame yourself."
It was indeed because Yun Qingqing suddenly appeared that he was distracted and was hit by the sword. He knew that he could not blame others.
Moreover, he had often been injured when sparring with his master since he was a child, so he was used to it and didn't take it seriously.
Murong Fuxue was still feeling uneasy and wanted to check on the wound on his shoulder, but she was slightly stunned when she found that he had changed his clothes.
"Then your wound, little brother..."
"It's all right now..."
Xiao Changheng had just finished speaking when Yun Qingqing grabbed him and walked him to the center of the yard:
"Let's go."
He said this expressionlessly, raised his hand and summoned the Dawn Sword, and drew a magical formation on the ground with flowing motion.
Xiao Changheng narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and looked at him with a complicated expression.
He knew better than anyone that Yun Qingqing never needed Dawn when setting up the Divine Movement Formation, so why was he suddenly wasting his talent today?
But he didn't have time to think about it. Yun Qingqing directly pulled him into the center of the formation and raised her hand to make a hand gesture.
The ground formation burst into light, and sand and rocks flew all around. The figures of the two disappeared in the center of the yard in a moment, leaving several disciples of the Shuihua Sect staring at the empty space in a daze.
Murong Fuxue was stunned for a while, then suddenly came to Wen Muyan and whispered:
"Big sister... do you think the chief sect leader is... angry?"
Although Yun Qingqing didn't say anything, Murong Fuxue felt uneasy and felt that the atmosphere was not right.
Wen Muyan curled her lips meaningfully and looked at Murong Fuxue:
"More than angry?"
Murong Fuxue looked panicked:
"…What do you mean? Is the head sect master particularly angry?"
Wen Muyan smiled softly and patted his shoulder:
"You should learn your lesson and avoid getting into trouble, especially don't mess with my junior brother again."
Murong Fuxue didn't quite understand the meaning of this, but he still nodded obediently.
She didn't want to make the chief sect leader angry again.
…
Northwest border, Yuebai Mountain.
In the center of a flat land in a valley, a whirlwind suddenly blew up out of nowhere, and then a glowing formation appeared on the ground.
After a while, the formation gradually faded away, and two people appeared in the center of the formation, they were Yun Qingqing and Xiao Changheng.
Outside the open space, there stood a group of people, including men, women, young and old.
The leader was a little boy with a pointed chin and a few whiskers on both sides of his mouth. He was the rat spirit Bai Cong, or to be more precise, the young master of the white rat clan in the Yuebai Mountain area.
Behind him were people from the White Rat Clan. Most of them had pointed mouths and beards, even the women were the same. One could see the aesthetic tendencies of the White Rat Clan.
Behind Bai Cong were several elders of the tribe.
Next to him was a little boy who was about the same height as him, but as delicate and chubby as a baby. He had delicate features on his pink face and a pair of big dark eyes.
The two little boys standing together formed such a stark contrast.
This other baby is Youya.
When the two saw Yun Qingqing appear, they immediately came forward to greet her.
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