The pitiful gazes that fell on her around her were the greatest humiliation she had suffered in her life.

Xuan Wuxin's body trembled with anger, she raised her head and glared at Yue Qing fiercely, as if she was going to use her eyes to make her too late.

"The disciple is reckless, please forgive the elders!" Xuan Wuxin prostrated on the ground and kowtowed hard.

But before her forehead touched the ground, Elder Qiong had already dodged to the side, grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it in front of Xuan Wuxin.

Hot water splashed on her face, shards of porcelain cut through her skin, and she screamed in scorching pain.

The people present were stunned by this scene, Elder Joan seemed to be a bit too much to do, right?

Yue gently looked at the tearful little face, and there was mockery in her eyes: "Miss Xuan, Elder Qiong and you are strangers, your etiquette is a little bigger, right?" ”

Many people's eyes had a sudden look, if Xuan Wuxin was holding a teacup in his hand, it would be a naked apprenticeship, no wonder Elder Qiong would be angry.

Xuan Wuxin's eyes were flustered, she used this trick to make the old ancestor have to take her in and bring her back to the Refining Alliance, and now she wants to repeat the old trick, but she was exposed in public.

She tried her best to calm her mind, bit her lower lip, lowered her head slightly, and tears fell down as if she didn't want money: "Elder Qiong, the disciple just wants to make amends, and has no other thoughts." Why did Elder Qiong listen to the words of others and misunderstand his disciples so deeply? The disciple is the person of the Refining Alliance! ”

"The first of the three hundred Tang poems: Explanation is to cover up, and to cover up is the beginning of fart! The second song: If the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if the people are cheap, they will be invincible! Yue Xiaoxuan shook her little head, "Uncle Xiao, do you feel good about the situation?" ”

Xiao Bingming closed the fan with a "snap", slapped it a few times in the palm of his hand and said: "What a good poem, a good poem!" ”

There was a low laugh in the crowd, and Xuan Wuxin couldn't stay at this time even if he was thick-skinned.

"Elder Qiong, after a long time, the disciple will leave!" Xuan Wuxin wiped his tears and rushed out of the door, the whimpering sound penetrated into everyone's ears very clearly, and many people's faces still involuntarily showed pity.

Elder Joan slammed the door shut, keeping everyone out, and it wasn't until the sun waned that he stepped out of the room with the moon.

No one knew what he had talked about with Yue Qingqing, but he saw the words "Pleasant and Pleasant" on his face, and for a while, what happened here spread like a wind.

Everyone couldn't help but speculate, what is Yue Qing's identity? He was able to move Elder Qiong's recommendation lightly.

At night, a full moon the size of a basin hung high in the starry sky, and the bright moonlight sprinkled a layer of silvery frost on the ground.

A thin but graceful figure burst out of the Refining Alliance, and entered a luxurious manor through the cover of the night.

The originally brightly lit manor was unexpectedly extinguished most of the lights after her arrival, and there were countless vague atmospheres in the dark, as if to prevent someone from following her.

"Father!" When the gauze covering his face was removed, Xuan Wuxin's face that flickered in the light of the light had long since lost the appearance of the pitiful little white rabbit in the daytime, and was full of terrifying yin owl color.

"Xin'er, the information of the mother and son in the white day has been checked for you!" The eyes of the master of the Xuan family were full of anger, "She is Xuan Yueyue lightly!" ”