There were already no empty seats in the huge palace.
This time, for Hundred Saints' Day, everyone in Kyoto is looking forward to it, because only on Hundred Saints' Day, there will be no so-called distinctions.
Even children from ordinary families, as long as they have the ability to pass the preliminary test, are eligible to enter the palace and compete with those noble children. Maybe they will be lucky enough to win this year's holy son and holy daughter. of great importance.
But this is just a beautiful daydream, because every saint in history is Yan Ningluo, the first talented girl in Qinglan Kingdom, the inner disciple who was accepted as a disciple by the Piao Miao Sect master more than ten years ago, and is very fancy .
Even the names of Piaomiaozong, Yan Ningluo, who are so masterful like clouds, can be seen on the ranking list, and they are still at the top.
And this holy son has been captured by the crown prince Xuanyuanche all the time, and this has been widely spread by the common people. They are indeed a natural pair, and their strengths are also equally profound.
The three major sects have been secretly vying for the number one ranking. Although the Piaomiao sect has been slightly better at occupying the top of the sect these years, the Wuji sect and Xiaoyaogu are not ordinary people. Instead, their strength is unpredictable these years.
This year's Hundred Saints' Day, there may be some variables.
As the previous saint sons and daughters of Qinglan Nation, the task of welcoming important guests naturally fell on Yan Ningluo and Xuanyuan Che.
Although Yan Ningluo has only reached the age of Yan not long ago, but the calm and steady demeanor around her makes it hard to think of her age, and she will only subconsciously be impressed by her. Standing next to Xuanyuan Che, the prince of a country, she is not inferior in the slightest.
"I've never seen you so active in previous years." Xuanyuan Che's gentle voice sounded beside him, carrying an inexplicable meaning.
Yan Ningluo just said hello to a junior sister from the same school, and when she heard this, she was taken aback for a moment, and then slightly raised the corners of her lips, "Why, am I any different from previous years?"
Xuanyuan Che's eyes dimmed, and he didn't answer her question directly, "Qing Yeli, you'd better not get too close to him."
"The prince is jealous." Yan Ningluo sneered, "I know better than you what kind of person he is. Don't worry, I still bear the name of the princess, and I won't cause you any gossip, but" She paused, and suddenly moved a little closer, her voice was so low that only they could hear, "Do you know why I don't like you?"
"Why?" Xuanyuan Che actually didn't understand. He didn't hate this woman very much at first, but every time she saw him, she always showed a lack of interest. As the prince of a country, how many women want to be loved by him? Take a look, but she is the only one who avoids herself like a snake.
This made him like her a little bit, but he completely hated her. No man can bear such an attitude from his future wife towards him.
Over time, they also disliked each other.
"Heh, now, I'm not afraid to tell you." Yan Ningluo suddenly smiled, and the usually cold and noble beauty showed her smile, which was incomparably amazing. From the outside, it might be that this unmarried couple is talking sweet words, young girl A beautiful smile is touching.
Only Xuanyuan Che seemed to hear the girl's cold voice softly whispering in his ear, "Qing Yeli is my destined person. I saw him for the first time when I was eight years old, but I remember him when I was born." Since then, this person has often appeared in my dreams, until I saw him with my own eyes, I didn't know that the dreams were all real."
"But now, I bear the position of the Crown Princess of Qinglan Kingdom." Yan Ningluo's expression darkened suddenly, "I hate this status, and I hate you even more."
"In the past few years in Misty Sect, I have worked hard to make myself stronger, just to be able to stand beside this man one day. Now this opportunity has come, as long as I win the saint this time, I will propose to His Majesty, Break our engagement."
The expression on Xuanyuan Che's face was a little shocked, but he still tried his best to lower his voice, "Are you crazy? Yan Ningluo, Qing Yeli is from Linyuan, not to mention that we are two countries that are hostile. How did it get its name?"
"I don't care." Yan Ningluo turned around, her slender figure looked aloof and arrogant, "Standing beside him is not easy, but I will not back down."
Xuanyuan Che wanted to say something more, but suddenly someone patted him behind him.
"Che, what are you whispering?" Mo Feiran entered the palace with his grandfather, General Mo, and when he saw Xuanyuan Che, he bid farewell to his grandfather and came to look for him.
Xuanyuan Che didn't say any more after seeing it, but his face darkened for a moment.
"What's the matter, this is Ning'er, you are bickering with the prince again." Mo Feiran asked doubtfully seeing his unkind expression.
"It's nothing, cousin, since you're here, you can stay with the prince." Yan Ningluo said lightly, then turned and left, leaving Mo Feiran in a daze.
Xuanyuan Che's eyes narrowed slightly, and she walked away suddenly, naturally because she saw the people from Linyuan Kingdom, and Qing Yeli had already entered the palace at this time.
On the other hand, because Qing Bei still couldn't move around on the surface, he sat obediently in the wheelchair. Although he was curious to move around, he could only temporarily suppress his restless heart.
Qing Yu next to her was still wearing plain white clothes, and the occasional little palace ladies who passed by were wearing much more luxurious clothes than her.
But being so low-key still attracted many people's scrutiny along the way. That face was especially favored by the Creator. Without makeup, it would make a group of exquisitely dressed and beautiful women look like dust.
Today, miraculously, no one came up to strike up a conversation, probably because this beauty is extraordinarily dazzling, but why does she exude a strange low pressure that makes people daunted.
Qing Bei looked at the girl next to him who seemed to be distracted, hesitated for a while, stopped and turned the wheelchair, and called out, "Qing Yu"
"Yeah." During this period of time, he was used to calling her sister. Suddenly, Qing Yu raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Why?"
"Can't you tell me what happened?" Qing Ben frowned, a little dissatisfied, "You've been distracted all day like a lost soul these days, and you haven't taken care of your medicine field for several days , don’t you know that many herbs will wither if you don’t water them with spiritual liquid for a day? I was thinking about when you would find out, but in the end, a large piece of them died, and you still didn’t care about them.”
It's just like never before
Qing Yu has always been fond of playing with flowers and plants in a leisurely manner, and those medicinal materials are particularly juicy after being taken care of by her.
The elixir and celestial herb that cost so much outside is not half as effective as her medicine field. Even if he accidentally knocked off a few leaves on weekdays, this guy will definitely throw that disgusting toad into his arms with a smile Respond to yourself.
"Well, my medicine field is dead." Qing Yu looked dazed, as if she hadn't really paid attention to it these days, she usually took care of it very carefully, but now that she died, it's impossible to say that she doesn't feel distressed.
The slender fingers pressed the center of the eyebrows, where there was a tangled wrinkle.
How come you become weaker after rebirth
It's ridiculous to be afraid of such an unknown danger, isn't it
And at this moment in her body, the little golden snake hovering quietly in one place, from a body as thick as a baby's arm, has grown a lot at some point.
In addition to the faint golden light around him, there was also a layer of black energy fleeing around, but in an instant, the black energy seemed to be strangled, and he let out a final scream, and gradually dissipated without a trace.
The golden light on the little snake's body was extremely dazzling for a moment, and then gradually dimmed after a moment of brilliance. A pair of small inverted triangular eyes slowly opened, and the black air spread in it, and gradually disappeared. Those extremely human eyes , with a deep yearning.
After a long time, it seemed to be a voice from ancient times, with vicissitudes and a touch of worry, "I'm back"
Qing Yu's expression froze, her enchanting phoenix eyes half closed, all the shock and surprise she had felt at the moment were hidden, her spiritual sense penetrated into her body, "Is that you?"
Different from the small ball in the past, what I saw was a young man with golden hair and full head, who could only be described by the four characters of "golden light".
When I saw her, I was even more joyful, with a pair of intoxicating gold and silver eyes that were gentle and nostalgic, and the young man at this moment did not rush towards her as usual and act like a baby, as if he had matured and grown up in an instant, he still had the same face However, his demeanor and his eyes have changed a lot.
Qing Yu's eyes were slightly wet, her lips were slightly parted, but she couldn't say anything.
The young man seemed to understand her thousands of thoughts, and showed a smile that was brighter than the sun. His figure flickered slightly, and he came to the girl's side, knelt down on one knee, and held her hand reverently, sticking it to the girl. On the side of my cheek, it was the same as when I first saw it, "My most honorable and beloved master, my name is Bibi. From now on, I will be connected with my master by blood, and we will never leave him in life or death."
Qing Yu almost shed tears for a moment, but she quickly suppressed her emotions, and the thousand words became four words, "Just come back."
The solemnity of the burial only lasted for a short moment, and soon he returned to his previous inconspicuousness, his handsome face almost stuck to Qing Yu, "Master, are you so moved to cry when you see me? The appearance of tears is also beautiful, but I will feel distressed."
Although it is not a human being, the transformation form of Qi Ling is undoubtedly very perfect. Both the body and the expression are extremely vivid and lifelike. At such a close distance, the slender and curled eyelashes on the boy's eyes are flickering, full of cuteness.
Qing Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry and pushed away the boy's approaching face, "Tell me, why did you suddenly recover, and you can transform into a human form? It seems that your soul and body have been repaired very successfully, but I remember that the elixir I made is still there. It’s not to such a degree.”
"Why not?" Bury raised his eyebrows, "My master is the best alchemist in the world."
"Don't be silly." Qing Yu rolled his eyes at him, and narrowed his phoenix eyes to look at him, as if he had seen through something, "Could it be that you got some good stuff?"