Kill three birds with one stone.
“…”
Mu Chongxi silently gave her a thumbs up.
Absolutely. Junior sister, you are really bold.
Zhou Xingyun originally had no intention of participating in their conversation, but was still choked by Ye Qiao's outrageous remarks.
He lowered his eyes and couldn't help laughing.
I finally understand why Mu Chongxi went against everyone's opinion and let Ye Qiao, who had average qualifications, be his personal disciple. Only someone with this kind of personality could get along well with his junior brothers.
The five of them gathered together in a very peaceful atmosphere. Tomorrow they would set out for Fusheng City to meet up with the other four sects. No one felt sleepy except Ye Qiao. Ye Qiao yawned and simply lay down on the table to take a nap.
Mingxuan hadn't slept all night. When he saw her wake up with dark circles under her eyes, he stuffed a set of red sect uniform into her arms.
"Come on, come on, Junior Sister, hurry up and change together, otherwise it will be too late when we set off later."
"Change what?" She was a little confused.
"Clan uniforms." Ming Xuan was rarely talkative. "During the competition, the entire cultivation world is watching us, so we must get clan uniforms."
As soon as Ye Qiao opened her eyes, she saw three senior brothers surrounding her enthusiastically. She leaned back strategically and asked sincerely:
"Is that why you guys dress like crawfish?"
"This is called handsome." Mu Chongxi happily pulled Ye Qiao, "Believe me, compared to the unlucky colors of other sects, our sect uniforms can definitely stand out and dazzle their eyes."
This time Ye Qiao did not deny it.
The red color is eye-catching and can definitely stand out among a crowd of plain colored sect uniforms.
"Big Brother, do you want to change?" She held the clothes and looked at Zhou Xingyun, the only one among the five who had not changed into the sect uniform.
"Senior Brother?" Mingxuan was stunned and looked at Zhou Xingyun who was pretending to be asleep with some hesitation.
I wonder who among them would dare to let Zhou Xingyun change with them.
Zhou Xingyun was usually depressed and cold, which made many disciples avoid him when they saw him. Even a good-tempered person like Xue Yu didn't dare to approach him.
"Put it on." Ye Qiao had no awe of Zhou Xingyun. She even dared to trick Ye Qinghan head-on.
She immediately waved her hand and said, "Big Brother, wear it with us."
Zhou Xingyun was stopped by Ye Qiao. Facing his junior sister's eagerness to try, he refused calmly: "No."
"Big Brother~" Mu Chongxi came over, "Please satisfy us."
Mingxuan also nodded: "You are the only one missing."
The four of them looked pitiful, but quite neat. Zhou Xingyun had a complicated expression, and had no choice but to take his clothes and change them.
Most people cannot handle a flamboyant color like red, but the Chang Mingzong members are all very handsome, and the five of them standing there are a beautiful landscape.
Zhou Xingyun lowered his head and pulled it, then uttered two words faintly: "Ugly."
There was a line on the clan robe that was not aligned, which made Zhou Xingyun, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, want to draw his sword and cut the clothes.
Mu Chongxi immediately said in a flattering manner: "It doesn't matter. No matter how ugly the sect uniform is, it can't hide the handsomeness of the eldest brother."
Ye Qiao: "Add one."
Xue Yu: "Same as above."
Mingxuan: "1."
"..." Zhou Xingyun was almost amused by the neat words spoken by his fellow junior brothers and sisters.
Fusheng City is the territory of the Sword-Asking Sect. The unwritten rule of the competition in the cultivation world is that whoever comes first will meet up in whose territory, and the Sword-Asking Sect was the one that won first place a hundred years ago.
Not only the direct disciples went with them, but Duan Yu, Elder Zhao, and Qin Fanfan also accompanied them.
The five people were called to the back mountain early in the morning. Many disciples came to watch and join in the fun, all wanting to catch a glimpse of their disciples.
A crowd of disciples were chattering about who was more handsome, and Ye Qiao saw an acquaintance among them.
It was Du Chun whom she met on her first day into the sect.
When he saw Ye Qiao looking over, he immediately waved to her enthusiastically, "Ye Qiao. Long time no see."
Ye Qiao yawned, trying to make herself look more energetic, and replied, "Long time no see."
"How does it feel to be a direct disciple?" He rubbed his hands and gossiped, "Is it good?"
Ye Qiao tilted his head: "Not bad. To be honest, it's better to be an outer sect disciple."
She believed this sincerely. At least no one in the outer sect would watch her training all the time.
Now he is either being beaten or on the way to being beaten.
Other outer and inner disciples: "..." Is this Versailles? It's definitely Versailles!
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