Dressing

The door of the hall was wide open, and a touch of black clothes cut through the air, falling a random arc.

After Luo Ying saw who the person was, she hurriedly greeted her, "Senior Sister Yan Yun."

Yan Yun nodded slightly, his bright and bewitching face was indifferent and unkind, "Is the dress I want ready?"

"It's done, it's ready, it's going to be hung out early this morning, I've taken it off and I've already packed it for you, and I'm about to send it to you."

"No, I'll take it myself."

"Okay, senior sister, then I'll go get it for you."

Yan Yun hugged his sword and nodded, "Thank you."

Luo Ying hurriedly climbed to the second floor, fortunately, this dress was still there, and it was not taken away by others, otherwise she would have to be dismantled by Senior Sister Yan Yun.

Yan Yun stood in the center of the hall with his sword in his arms, wearing a long skirt with red and black gold silk cirrus clouds, her whole body was tight and narrow, slender and swaying to the ground, and her aura was full of style. The female disciples who passed by didn't dare to look at her more, and even the female disciples who wanted to enter the door to change their dresses all left under the pretext of leaving, preparing to come back another day.

After all, the female devil is here, who dares to go in? Don't die, no.

Luo Ying hugged the loaded dress and hurriedly went downstairs, "Senior sister, I still have a new sachet and jade belt here, do you want to bring a set back?"

This dress is too simple and monotonous, if it is worn alone, I am afraid it will be a little bland, but her intuition tells her that this dress should not be worn by the senior sister herself.

"No, I'll give it away."

Sure enough, Senior Sister Yan Yun, this sentence was just as she expected.

Luo Ying smiled, stepped forward and handed her the dress, "Okay, it's already wrapped for Senior Sister, welcome Senior Sister to come back next time."

Yan Yun took the dress and turned to leave, "Thank you."

"Hey, senior sister, wait—" Luo Ying suddenly stopped her for some reason.

But when Yan Yun stopped and turned to look at her, what she wanted to say suddenly swallowed back.

It's over, it's better not to make a difference.

"Anything else?" Yan Yun's brows began to frown, a little impatient.

Luo Ying didn't dare to say anything, "No ......" she immediately shook her head and smiled, "It's okay, I just want to say that I made you wait a few more days, senior sister, I'm very sorry."

"Don't be sorry, I'm here for the last festival too."

Luoying: "?!" Last section?

Listening to this meaning, Senior Sister Yan Yun is going to have a festival??

No, no, this is not like Senior Sister Yan Yun's style. Doesn't it mean that all the disciples on the mountain are gone, and there will be a female demon left in the end.

Yan Yun put his dress into his spatial spirit ring, held the sword in his arms, and walked towards his pavilion step by step.

The female disciples who passed by hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Senior Sister Yan Yun—"

"I've seen Senior Sister Yan Yun."

"Senior Sister Yan Yun is good."

Yan Yun turned a deaf ear, it wasn't that she was cold and didn't want to pay attention to people, but she couldn't tell who they were, if she went back one by one, she wouldn't know what their names were, so it was better to keep silent.

So, the name of the "female devil" was added by one, and by one, and by one. It has become a secret that everyone knows.

Before arriving at the gate of the pavilion, the female disciple on duty, Yu Yi, greeted her warmly, "Senior sister, are you back?"

Yan Yun was puzzled, "What's the matter?" She was quite familiar with this female disciple, but she still couldn't remember her name.

Yu Yi held the dress in his hand, as if holding a baby, "Look at it, this is the dress that Senior Sister Miaoyuan gave you."

"Who are you talking about?" The sword Yan Yun was holding in her arms couldn't help but let go, and her eyes fell on the package she was holding in her hand.

Miao Yuan...

Seeing that she had a more cold look, Yu Yi worked even harder, "Senior Sister Miaoyuan! It's the junior sister who came out of the ghost clan with you, the little highness of the ghost clan."

Yan Yun took the dress she handed over in disbelief, "How could she send the dress over

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"Senior Sister Miaoyuan came here specially and had something to say to you, I said that you had something to go out, so she left this dress and left."

Yan Yun raised his eyes, "Then did she leave a message?"

"Stayed, no-" Yu Yi couldn't wait to bite his tongue, always the mouth is faster than the brain, obviously I want to say that I didn't keep it, but blurted out the words that I left again. It's over, it's over, she just beats herself to death.

She squeezed out a stiff laugh, intending to fool the past, "No, no, nothing."

Woo woo, what to do, who will save her.

Yan Yun received the dress into his space, hugged the sword in his hand again, and the whole person's expression rose again, very indifferent, "Say, what did you leave behind?"

"......" is done, the calf is finished.

Over there

Hua Rong and Miao Yuan, who had descended from the mountain, returned to the training ground of Hibiscus Mountain, but Han Mo had not come back yet, but Han Liang had sent them a message.

"Senior Brother Hanmo said that he has to stay on the sacrificial platform tonight, so let Senior Sister Miaoyuan go down the mountain early, and there is no need to wait for him."

As soon as Hua Rong heard this, the whole person became interested, "Okay, he's not coming back, I can teach Senior Sister Miaoyuan to practice."

Han Liang was a little skeptical, "Can you really do it, Senior Brother Huarong?"

"What are you talking about?" Hua Rong doesn't like to listen to it, what does he call it? Why can't he? Isn't it the art of Edgeworth's flight? He's okay, okay!

Han Liang continued, "But Senior Brother Hanmo said that there is no need to practice anymore to let Senior Sister Miaoyuan go down the mountain."

Hua Rong kicked him angrily, "Did you say it, or did that stinky boy from Hanmo say it?"

It just doesn't make sense! How dare you look down on him, the second senior brother?

Han Liang ran away, and said stiffly, "That's what Senior Brother Hanmo said."

"Hey, you kid......" Hua Rong was about to catch up, but was stopped by Miao Yuan.

"Okay, senior brother, it's not early, I'll go back first, senior brother is tired today, let's rest early."

Hua Rong nodded, "It's okay, then senior sister, you go back to rest early, you have worked hard during this time."

"It's not hard, Senior Brother Huarong and Senior Brother Hanliang are hard."

Han Liang, who ran away, waved his hand happily, "I don't work hard junior sister."

Hua Rong glared at him angrily, "Get out."

Miao Yuan covered her mouth and snickered. Han Liang pursed his lips, but seeing Miao Yuan smile, he was still happy, "Senior sister, let's go, I'll send you down the mountain."

"No need, Senior Brother Hanliang, I can do it myself." It's not that she can't find the way down the mountain, she can go back by herself.

"Oh, senior sister, you don't know, now that there are sacrificial platforms up and down Cangling Mountain, don't you want to go over and have a look?"

Miao Yuan was surprised, "Is it okay to go to the altar casually?"

"No," Hua Rong glanced at Han Liang unhappily and said fiercely, "Don't teach bad junior sister."

"What do you mean, brother?" She didn't understand whether she could go or not.

"That's ......" Han Liang glanced at Hua Rong, and saw that he was about to get angry, and hurriedly ran away.

"Senior sister who can go secretly."

Hua Rong: "......" He wanted to kill him.

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