Xie Yuzhen's face suddenly turned red.

She has always been inexperienced in the world, simple-minded, and temperamental, crying at noon was originally to vent her emotions, but she didn't expect to be used by someone with a heart to make an article.

Su Yiyuan and the others also heard it, and seeing that Xie Yuzhen's eyes were red with anger, Nanxing couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Have you said enough?"

The two girls who were talking about Xie Yuzhen immediately turned their heads to look at her, "Who are you? Does what we're saying relate to you?"

After a pause, he turned his eyes to look at Xie Yuzhen behind Nanxing, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Don't you feel that you have hugged your thighs and want to stand out for others?"

"You—"

Nan Xing was angry: "Are you still justified talking about others behind your back?"

"It's not you who they're talking about, it's you who have to be strong, and even if you set yourself on fire, you can't complain about others."

A disdainful female voice suddenly came from behind, and Nanxing looked back and realized that it was Qin Sitong who came over.

She had already heard about the grievances between Su Yiyuan and Qin Sitong, and she also knew that the reason why Su Yiyuan fell into the lake before was because Qin Sitong asked her to throw her down.

"It's you, Qin Sitong."

Seeing Qin Sitong come forward, Su Yiyuan knew that he couldn't watch anymore, so he immediately walked over and grabbed Nanxing's arm.

"Nanxing, calm down."

Nanxing was indignant, looked back at her and said, "Girl, she ......."

Su Yiyuan looked at her soothingly: "I understand what you mean, but now is not a good time to settle accounts with her, we have to endure it."

As he spoke, the five grandmothers in charge of the temple rushed in through the gate of the temple.

If Su Yiyuan hadn't stopped Nanxing just now, the chaotic scene would have been seen by them now.

Nanxing immediately understood what Su Yiyuan meant, and silently lined up with the others.

Qin Sitong's plan to eliminate dissidents did not succeed, so he made a stupid cut and was soon included in the team.

Su Yiyuan naturally wouldn't be impulsive, and pulled the frustrated Xie Yuzhen and others to form a team.

Compared to the morning training, the afternoon training is obviously more rigorous.

In less than an hour, someone fell to the ground and was carried out by the grandmother.

Seeing such a scene, Xie Yuzhen didn't dare to be lucky anymore.

It's true that she is pampered, but her self-esteem is also stronger than that of ordinary people, and if people know that she can't survive three days and is sent back, she may not have the face to come out to meet people in the future.

At the end of the day's training, the remaining seventy-eight were sixty-three, and there were still 28 days left before the one-month training period.

With the medicine brought by Su Yiyuan, Xie Yuzhen and Nan Xing, the two people who were beaten, also got better quite quickly, and they could recover in just a few hours.

But the people in the other rooms were not so lucky, and before going to bed at night, there were faint cries coming from several rooms next door.

Xie Yuzhen couldn't help snickering: "It's okay now, I'm finally not the only one crying."

Su Yiyuan couldn't cry or laugh.

Bai Zhi said while helping her rub the medicine, "If this continues, I'm afraid this box of ointment won't be enough, so you better be careful in the future."

Xie Yuzhen immediately said, "I'll ask my mother to send some in, and there is still something in the princess's mansion."

Su Yiyuan shook his head: "You forgot, no one is allowed to visit us when we enter the palace for training, unless you want to be kicked out by Mama."

Xie Yuzhen pouted: "What should I do then? Twenty-eight days to go."

Su Yiyuan didn't expect that this training would be so harsh, and if it continued like this, it would be difficult for Xie Yuzhen to persevere.

But she didn't express her worries, but said, "Let's rest well first, and then figure out a way tomorrow."

Just when everyone felt tormented, there was suddenly good news.

The next morning, just after the assembly, the grandmother who was in charge of training them said, King Ling asked the emperor to see the training process of the holy female candidates, and asked them to show the results of their training in the front hall tomorrow morning to all the presiding judges.

Su Yiyuan was not curious, they had only entered the palace for two days, what achievements could be displayed.

But after thinking about it, there has been no public result of what happened during the rematch, and it is still unknown whether this year's saintess selection can be successfully completed.

At the same time, inside the palace of diligent government.

The Son of Heaven dressed in a dragon robe sat majestically behind the dragon case, looking at the several presiding judges standing in front of the hall.

"I have already ordered someone to pass on the decree, and tomorrow morning I can spare two hours for you to enter the palace to investigate, whether there are any aliens mixed in among the remaining people, and you must give me an answer at that time." Z.br>

"Yes."

The Son of Heaven has an order, and his subordinates dare not obey.

After leaving the Qinzheng Palace, Qin Yuetian glanced at King Ling with a cold look in his eyes.

"His Royal Highness King Ling insisted on entering the palace to investigate the remaining girls, could it be that he listened to the slander of some people and felt that someone wanted to disrupt the selection of saints this time?"

Li Moxing's face remained unchanged, and he said as he walked forward: "The selection of the Holy Maiden is a grand event of our dynasty, as a royal family, this king should share the worries of his father, if there are really aliens mixed in, the sacrifice will be blocked at that time, and the Yin Yang Pavilion will probably not be easy to explain, right?"

The corners of Qin Yuetian's mouth lifted and he was about to say something, but he heard the god next to him say lightly: "His Royal Highness King Ling is right, the four of us are jointly responsible for the selection of saints this year, if there is any mistake, it is really the fault of the four of us."

Qin Yuetian glanced at him coldly: "I heard that the disciples of the Xuantian Sect have never asked about the world, but I didn't expect that Shenwu Zhenren would be so concerned about the court situation."

Shen Wuzhen shook his head: "Although the Xuanmen Sect and the Yin-Yang Pavilion belong to different sects, they are both my disciples of the Ming Dynasty, and if the court needs it, the poor Dao will definitely not give up."

Qin Yuetian withdrew his gaze with a gloomy face, and bowed to the remaining three at the palace gate.

"There are still errands to be done in the Yin Yang Pavilion, so don't let the officials go through here."

After saying that, he jumped straight onto the jujube red horse on the side of the road and walked away.

When he walked away, Shen Wuzhen also waved at Li Moxing and Bai Yuexiu with one hand.

"Lord Wang, the young valley master, the Taoist friends of the poor road are still waiting in the temple for the poor road to join him, and the poor road is here to pass."

Li Moxing nodded, and stood in place with Bai Yuexiu to watch him leave.

The carriage of King Ling's Mansion was already waiting outside, and seeing that only his master and Bai Yuexiu were left, he drove the carriage over.

Boss Bai Yuexiu unceremoniously got into the carriage and sat opposite Li Moxing.

There is not much difference in age between the two of them, but they are just introverted in temperament, the old god is there, and the other always shows people with masks, so that outsiders can't tell who is big and who is small, and what kind of relationship they have.

In the carriage, Bai Yuexiu was crooked like when he drank tea in the courtyard on weekdays, his long black hair was not tied up, and he was scattered behind his head at random, and his body was lazily leaning back like a boneless.