Today is Also a Mudslide That Crosses the World

Jiyue frowned slightly, looking at Wu Xuezhen's already dressed imperial uniform, she pursed her thin lips.

"Why didn't the sect say it when they set off?"

Now, except for him and the little girl, everyone in the Zixia Sect has probably changed into the Zong uniform representing the Zixia Sect.

And the inn that Zixiazong booked is in the most conspicuous position, and now many people should know how many people Zixiazong has come to participate in.

Of course, except for those who do not wear traditional uniforms.

When the little girl went out just now, Wu Xuezhen was in the hall.

He just waited for the little girl to go out before sending it off. The intention of exclusion is so obvious, why do you have to be an afterthought?

Jiyue narrowed her long and narrow eyes slightly, feeling a little displeased.

Although I don't worry that the little girl will be in any danger because of this, it is one thing to know not to wear it, but another thing to be calculated not to wear it.

A trace of coldness soaked into the bone marrow and clung to Wu Xuezhen's back. She was startled, and her forehead began to sweat:

"This, maybe the servant who sent the message was negligent."

The coercion became heavier and heavier, and Wu Xuezhen couldn't bear it and bent down.

"No matter how daring to play fearless cleverness, even the suzerain will not be able to protect you."

The cold voice was obviously very pleasant, and the tone was extremely calm, without any anger or harshness, but Wu Xuezhen's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The sleeves fluttered, and the two imperial uniforms, one big and one small, came into Jiyue's hands in an instant.

"Let's go."

The coercion disappeared in an instant, Wu Xuezhen sat paralyzed outside the door, looked at the wooden door that immediately closed with a bang, bit her lip, and got up reluctantly.

The originally pretty face turned a bit ferocious, she looked at the noisy street outside the building, her lips parted, humming a tune in a good mood and walked out.

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Xing Yun was walking on the street, facing the eyes of everyone, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Many people around wore clothes representing their own sect, but Xing Yun was wearing a pink and blue butterfly play narcissus dress, petite and petite, making people pitiful for no reason.

In fact, Xing Yun was not the only one who didn't wear the Zong uniform, many small sects didn't wear it, but among the small sects, it was rare to see a girl as outstanding as Xing Yun.

"Xiao Zhu, is there any treasure on the street? If there is no one, let's go back."

The stares of many people on the street made her uncomfortable, and she wanted to go back quickly and hug her master to replenish her 'energy'.

Xiao Zhu pondered for a while, and then said with some uncertainty:

"There are, but the distance is a bit far, and they are not necessarily for sale."

Xing Yun pursed her pink lips, "Then we'd better go back."

"Hey, hey? Don't go now, little Xingxing," Xiao Zhu, who has always wanted to do something but never had a chance, is very excited at the moment, "Go and see, there will be no loss, in case it is Wuding Shuanglian Woolen cloth?"

Xing Yun, who originally planned to ignore Xiao Zhu, hesitated for a while, but followed Xiao Zhu's instructions and ran to the destination.

But before reaching the destination, an old man walked up to block Xing Yun's way.

Xing Yun frowned, intending to go around him, but never thought that this old man who looked very prestigious, ancient and immortal, didn't give her the slightest chance to react, grabbed her arm, and the two came together in a flash A deserted alley.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Once Xing Yun's figure landed on the ground, she immediately broke free from the old man's shackles, took two steps back, and looked at him vigilantly.

She couldn't see through this old man's cultivation, which meant that this old man's cultivation was much higher than hers.

Although she was brought to this place by the old man, she didn't feel any malice towards the old man for the time being.