Chapter Fifty-Seven: It's Unspeakable

"It's almost time to worship the sky," Mo Ruhua looked at the crowd flowing in the distance outside the window, and many people were walking back, "Why don't I send you back?" ”

Ye Qinglan paused and nodded, "So, thank you!" ”

It just so happened that she didn't know the street, and it was convenient to have someone to show her way.

Mo Ruhua stood up, made a gesture of please, and looked back to see that Feng Yanlin and Xiling Qian were still fighting, and shook his head helplessly.

"Yanlin, Qianqian."

Feng Yan came back to his senses, and Mo Ruhua and Ye Qinglan were already standing at the top of the stairs.

"Senior sister, are you leaving now?"

Mo Ruhua smiled and nodded, "Then will you go?" ”

"Let's go, let's go," Feng Yan rushed to Mo Ruhua's side, "Senior sister, I'll go wherever I go." ”

The festival should be over, the streets are back to normal, and people are talking about it.

Many of them were talking about the palace master who suddenly appeared, and more of them were girls whispering.

Ye Qinglan's ear power is also excellent, and she can listen to their conversation approximately.

They are all girls who worship the gods, and describe the appearance of the gods as handsome and extraordinary, which can be called perfect.

Ye Qinglan just smiled.

Mo Ruhua didn't go to see the sacrifice to the heavens, and there were some doubts about what they were talking about.

"The Divine Venerable has come?" Didn't he never appear in front of the people, how could he still appear in the heavens?

"You're talking about the god stick? He ...... as soon as he appeared Whining. ”

Ye Qinglan said the same thing, and his mouth was covered by Mo Ruhua.

"Qinglan, the god stick can't say such a thing. The deity has lived on earth for thousands of years and is the god in the hearts of the people. If you talk about him like this, you will be heard, but you will be caught and put to death with a rod. Mo Ruhua was a little worried.

Qinglan is so bold that he dares to say such things on the crowded street, don't you want to die?!

"......" Ye Qinglan paused.

The old god stick still has these rotten rules, which makes people unspeakable.

"Sister Ye, this is true." Xiling Qian came over from behind and drilled into the middle of Ye Qinglan and Mo Ruhua, Feng Yanlin stood on Mo Ruhua's side, and the four of them walked side by side, and the road was almost half occupied.

"I remember ten years ago, there was a small sect that insulted the Xiaoyao Palace. The common people of all countries and the royal family sent troops to encircle and suppress it, and that sect has disappeared since then, and no one has survived. Although the gods later learned and rebuked the nations, he was a god who could not be blasphemed in the hearts of the world. ”

"......" Ye Qinglan was stunned.

I didn't expect this god stick to have such a record?

How did the world defend him in this way?

After that, she can't be called a god, she can only be called a god.

"Ye Fu has arrived."

After talking for a while, Mo Ruhua sent her back to Ye Mansion.

It turned out that the street she was standing on was not far from Yefu.

Ye Qinglan wanted to invite Mo Ruhua to sit in, but she seemed to have something else to do, so she thanked her.

Before leaving, he also told Ye Qinglan that they would go to Jiuhuamen tomorrow and asked her to prepare.

Ye Qinglan nodded.

It seems that Helian City has told them that he wants to go to Jiuhuamen.

After Mo Ruhua and the others left, Ye Qinglan went in.

Recruit Uncle Li and Xiqiao.

If she wants to learn art, she probably won't come back to Changfeng Country very much.

Now, it's time to settle down the old and the young.

Ye Qinglan sat on the main seat, and asked Xi Qiao and Uncle Li to sit down left and right.

"Who is managing Ye Mansion's belongings now?"

"Miss, it's an old slave." Uncle Li said.

"Okay, Uncle Li, you can get all the money you have now."