Lanqing pulled off the whip at her waist and rolled up the clothes that fell on the ground. The corners of her mouth smiled: "I think you don''t need this clothes, so I''ll do a good thing to solve it for you."

    With that, Lan Qing waved her big hand and threw all those clothes on the branch of the tree.

    Nangong Qi behind him couldn''t help applauding Lan Qing''s move. It''s so natural and unrestrained!

    But then again, Nangong Qi saw that she was angry this day. It was also terrible.

    When Luoluo saw Lanqing throw all her clothes on the tree, she was angry: "Lanqing, you want to die!"

    Luoluo suddenly made a move, which filled his eyes. He really endured this woman for a long time. Now she dares to fight the girl. Who wants to die!

    Although he never beat women in Nangong Qi, it doesn''t count if he makes an exception for a girl!

    Lanqing calmly responded to Luoluo''s attack and took time to say to Nangong Qi from time to time: "this is my business with her. Don''t interfere!"

    Because of this sentence, Nangong Qi was fixed in place again. He sighed helplessly. Well, let the girl solve it by herself!

    He believes that Lan Qing is more than enough to clean up such a small minion.

    The more you fight here, the more you have no bottom in your heart. Why has her martial arts become so powerful?

    Just as Lanqing''s whip was about to fall on Luoluo, Lanqing suddenly took back the whip and hit Luoluo directly on the ground with her right hand.

    Luo Luo looked at her incredulously: "how can your martial arts..."

    "How can it be taller than you?" Lanqing naturally said the second half of the sentence for her.

    Lan Qing squatted beside her with a smile on her mouth: "it''s you, not me, who have been unwilling to recognize the reality. Do you remember the last competition we took in the saint''s election?"

    Another important reason why Luoluo always hates Lan Qing is that she lost to Lan Qing in the last match against Wudang.

    Luoluo has been unwilling to believe it. Lan Qing has been very stupid since she began to practice martial arts. How can she beat herself. So she thought it must be the patriarch who made Lan Qing win the game.

    At the moment, Lanqing looks at Luoluo with deep eyes. Luoluo seems to don''t know her. Is she still the timid Lanqing in the past?

    "Luoluo, I know that you always think there is another mystery about the last competition. Then I tell you, the truth is that my martial arts is always higher than you."

    He shook his head desperately. It''s impossible. It can''t be true.

    "Indeed, you are smarter than me. No matter what the elder teaches, you always learn before others. You always live so proud, so I deliberately hide my strength."

    Luoluohen said, "as you said, why don''t you keep hiding to the end and beat me in front of everyone at the last level to embarrass me?"

    Lanqing said coldly, "because of the white frost."

    When Lan Qing mentioned the name of Bai Shuang, Luo Luo suddenly trembled and showed a look of fear. How could she know?

    Bai Shuang was the one who participated in the selection of saints with them in those years. He was also the only one of those people who could match Luoluo in intelligence and martial arts.

    In front of many levels, Bai Shuang, Luoluo and Lan Qing passed, but just two days before the final competition, Bai Shuang had an accident. She became obsessed with her martial arts, resulting in her loss of martial arts and unable to participate in the competition.

    "Luoluo, I''m more stupid than you, but it doesn''t mean I don''t understand anything."

    Lanqing took out half of the jade pendant from her arms: "do you recognize this?"

    Luoluo kept dodging: "I don''t know. I''ve never seen this thing."

    The jade pendant was given to Luoluo by Lanqing, but it was found at the scene of the white frost accident, which means that Lanqing can''t think of the reason even if she is stupid.

    At that time, little Lanqing couldn''t accept that her friend would be such a person, so she didn''t hide her strength in the final competition, and directly defeated Luoluo and became a saint.

    Lanqing had no intention of being a saint. Later, she told Dongling the facts and hoped that he would reconsider the choice of a saint.

    But Dongling told her that from the beginning, the saint in his mind was Lan Qing. Moreover, the choice of the saint had been spread all over the family. How can it be changed at will? In this way, Lan Qing became a saint in a muddle.

    Luoluo suddenly looked up and laughed, like crazy. It turned out that she was the fool!

    Lanqing grabbed Luoluo''s shoulder and asked her, "do you still have no regrets after so many years?"

    Luoluo stopped laughing. She looked at Lan Qing and said, "regret? Why should I regret? I didn''t do anything wrong."

    "You personally ruined a person''s life, and now you can tell me that you didn''t do anything wrong. You''re so stubborn!"

    Lanqing always feels that Luoluo is not bad. She is just too competitive. Even if she does something like that, Lanqing still stands on her side in the end. But now, she can''t help but doubt herself. Was her original choice right?

    She sneered: "she blocked my way. It''s normal for me to get rid of this obstacle. The selection of saints is a competition between you. Everyone just depends on their abilities. I really regret that I missed you."

    Lan Qing slapped her hard. She was very cold and said, "I regret that I left you in the competition."

    Lanqing stood up and walked back without saying a word. Nangong Qi immediately followed her. He didn''t hurry to talk to Lanqing, but stayed less than one meter away from her and followed her quietly.

    After walking for a while, Lanqing suddenly stopped. She turned her head and looked at Nangong Qi suspiciously: "am I wrong!"

    Nangong Qi didn''t say anything, but came forward and held her tightly: "do what you think is right, as long as you have a clear conscience."

    Dayan Kyoto, Xueju.

    Ji Qingxue handed over the medical center to yun''er when she left. Yun''er has been living in Xueju these days and has not returned to Prince Rui''s house.

    Another patient came to Xueju that day, but he was dressed strangely. He wrapped himself tightly in the daytime.

    Passers by looked at him strangely and kept away one after another, for fear that he might be a patient with leprosy or something.

    "Please sit down and stretch out your right hand." yun''er looked at the person in front of him without any trace. It was really a little strange.

    The man cooperatively stretched out his right hand and showed a very white arm. Yun''er gently lifted it up. A moment later, she said, "childe, you''re okay. This pulse is just a little disordered. That''s because you have insomnia and dreams. I''ll prescribe you some medicine to calm your mind and rest for a few days."

    Yun''er wanted to take back his hand, but he was caught by the man opposite.

    "What are you doing?" yun''er frowned. In broad daylight, there are such prodigal sons who dare to flirt with women like this. Is there any royal law in Kyoto.

    The man closed the door with a wave of his big hand. He only heard the man''s deep voice say, "doctor, you''re right. I haven''t slept well these days because I''m terminally ill."

    Yun''er struggled, but the man held her hand and didn''t let her break free.

    "Your pulse is clear and normal. What has a terminal disease? It''s all nonsense!"

    The man smiled softly, "no, doctor, I''m really ill. I wonder if the doctor knows how to cure this persistent disease of Acacia?"

    Yun''er is convinced that he has met a madman. Seeing that he refuses to let go, yun''er directly pulls out a long needle on one side and stabs it in the man''s tiger''s mouth.

    The man finally let go of his pain.

    "I didn''t expect to see you in a few days. Your martial arts and medical skills are progressing so fast."

    The man directly lifted his cloak, and yun''er widened his eyes: "wood... Wood green!"

    The man nodded and said, "yes, it''s me!"

    To you big head ghost, yun''er roared in his heart, but Mu Qing opposite always looked at her with a smile.

    "What are you doing here?"

    "Look at you." Mu Qing said bluntly. He really wants yun''er these days.

    But yun''er refused to believe him again. She hummed coldly, "I''m just a servant girl. It''s not worth thinking about so much."

    Mu Qingna said, "yun''er..."

    Although he had expected the current situation for a long time, when he really faced it, MuQing found that he overestimated his bearing capacity.

    Yun''er immediately said, "my name is Ji Yun now. If you can, you can call me miss Ji. Yun''er can be called by people close to me, but you''re not. Of course, if you can, I hope we won''t see each other again in our life. Even if we see each other again, it''s an enemy."

    "I......" Mu Qing doesn''t know how to explain to yun''er. It''s not his choice to become an eagle eye dark guard. He doesn''t want to be placed in Prince Rui''s house to monitor the Lord.

    Mu Qing smiled bitterly. From the day he became an eagle eye dark guard, he knew he had no choice in his life.

    Mu Qing got up and said goodbye to yun''er: "I''m disturbing you today. I won''t come here again in the future."

    With that, MuQing turned and left. Yun''er''s expression behind her was unpredictable. Finally, she finally stopped MuQing: "wait a minute!"

    Mu Qing didn''t look back, but just stood in place: "Miss Ji, is there anything else?"

    Yun''er got up, took out a red bottle from the highest drawer behind him and threw it to MuQing: "catch it!"

    Hearing yun''er''s voice, Mu Qing subconsciously turned around and caught what she threw. He looked down and saw that it was

    Yun''er turned and went into the inner room without giving him any chance to speak.

    Mu Qing came out of the snow house and held the red bottle firmly in her hand.

    It''s jiuzhuan Yulu pill. It''s said that it can bring the dead back to life.

    Mu Qing smiled. With this, he felt that all his persistence was meaningful.