p> There was a deep suspicion in the eyes of the person who spoke.

"It's hard to say, haven't you seen the momentum on that Miss Ling? I don't think anything she says is false. ”

"I think it's the same, have you all forgotten what happened in the poetry competition yesterday?"

"I didn't forget, I didn't forget!"

The person who questioned Ling Wushuang's words, after hearing the words of the two people behind, closed his mouth and didn't say anything more.

As the aura of arrogance on Ling Wushuang's body was revealed, the remarks that she was possessed by ghosts were no longer mentioned.

Because the people in the market who were surrounded at the gate of the Hou Mansion, when they saw Ling Wushuang and the Taoist master and apprentice appear at the gate of the Hou Mansion safe and sound, their thoughts of wanting to see the excitement disappeared.

Possessed by ghosts, how could the evil aura displayed be compared to the noble and arrogant aura emanating from Miss Ling's body.

"Whatever the donor says, it's what it is!"

After a struggle of thoughts, thinking that he had a handle in the hands of the beautiful woman in front of him, the Taoist priest's expression was vain, and he replied to Ling Wushuang in a weak voice.

When Ling Wushuang heard this, he smiled faintly, flicked his sleeves lightly, put one hand behind his back, and pointed his finger at Qingying: "Qingying, look at that!" ”

Qing Ying looked in the direction of his young lady's finger, and his eyes were neutral and he released surprise, "Miss, what is that black and black thing?" It's scary to look at, how can they still move? Tugging at the sleeve of his young lady, Qingying asked with some fear.

Say they're clouds, not like.

The clouds are white like cotton wool.

At the moment, the black whirring thing that the master asked her to see, she couldn't name it, and at the same time, she was a little afraid in her heart.

The fear on Qingying's face, Ling Wushuang saw it, she smiled "hehe", and explained to Qingying: "It's called Dark Cloud, you wait, don't wait for a while, when it moves above our heads, there will be a rainstorm." The smile on the corner of Ling Wushuang's mouth was very good-looking, as intoxicating as the Empty Valley Orchid.

The crisp and beautiful sound like the tinkling of spring water made Ben listen to what Ling Wushuang said to Qingying, and all the people in the market who looked at the sky retracted their eyes and moved to Ling Wushuang.

What a beautiful woman!

If it is true as the woman said, when there will be a rainstorm, then this woman must be a goddess.

A bunch of pious and obedient gazes fell on Ling Wushuang's eyes, without causing a trace of ups and downs.

Qingying was different, she had an indescribable pride in her heart when she saw the pious gaze that everyone cast on her master.

Suddenly, the sky was clear, and the clouds were overwhelming, and the breeze turned into a shivering cold wind in an instant.

This made those people who had taken off their cotton clothes early in the spring shrink their necks for a while and hugged their arms.

And just like that, they stood still, unmoved.

"There's really no rainstorm coming, is it?"

"Are you stunned? Look at this scene, it's no wonder that there is no rainstorm! ”

The two people next to each other muttered in a low voice, looking at the dim sky.

……

On the side of the palace, the early dynasty dispersed, Jing'an Hou and a group of colleagues stepped out of the palace gate one after another, and the bright sky suddenly turned dark, and then the wind suddenly rose, blowing the corners of their clothes completely flying.

(Two more sends, you remember to collect, recommend, comment Ha!) In other words, Xuan just shouted at the birds, and if you want to Bian Xuan, you can use the collection, recommendation, and comment on the smashing of Shenma, O(∩_∩)O ̄)