Today, Miaoyan is wearing a long lake green dress and a flowing cloud bun, which makes her look even more beautiful and graceful.

After the "Dengwen Yahui" piano test, Wangshu did not give Miaoyan a good look.

But Miaoyan is still her most proud personal disciple.

The matters of junior disciples should be solved by themselves, and the seniors are not decent.

Besides, Miaoyan stabilized the pressure on He Qingqing, she really had nothing to worry about.

Miaoyan took the master's eyes and left with understanding.

Wangshu smiled with satisfaction.

The person who came from Jiangyun was not good, so she needed to take a twelve-point mental response.

...

Inside the Glazed Hall.

A group of outer disciples stood on both sides of the hall, He Qingqing sat alone on the platform, and his highness stood seven or eight female cultivators.

A woman's voice was sharp and high, and she was defending loudly: "How can the senior sister betrayed people without any evidence? Is it because she bullies us little disciples?"

They have poor cultivation and talent, but have high backgrounds. They are good at forming cliques and calling themselves "little disciples".

The disciples of the outer sect on the side of the hall wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

They didn't know why He Qingqing arranged for them to summon these domineering cancers, and they just hoped that this "senior sister" could really support the situation. Otherwise, after today, they would probably be the one who was unlucky.

He Qingqing quickly walked down to the advanced level.

"Bang!" The crisp slap echoed in the hall.

The girl covered her face in shock and pointed at He Qingqing: "You, you!"

All the girls were shocked.

"Tell the truth." He Qingqing said calmly.

"How can you hit me? My master has never hit me!"

"The eldest sister has the right to discipline all disciples on behalf of the teacher." He Qingqing said: "You still taught me this rule, have you forgotten?"

The girl's face turned red, and her body was filled with pressure. She rushed up, but it seemed like she was hitting a wall, and she actually fell to the ground.

She was shocked, He Qingqing must have a strange treasure!

I don’t know what kind of treasure Jiangyun gave her to protect her life, which could make her powerful and powerful as the Golden Pill Realm.

The girls exchanged their eyes quickly, just trying to delay for a while, waiting for Fairy Shu to come to save him.

The girl changed into aggrieved color: "Sister Sister, I don't. You accidentally fell into the mine. Everyone looked for you everywhere, so anxious..."

"Bang!" Another slap made her mouth oozing blood and tears flowed.

"I still dare to lie." He Qingqing said coldly: "Bai E, I remember your face."

When she raised her again, Bai E screamed:

"It's Senior Sister Liaohua, and Senior Sister Liaohua asked me to push it!"

"Shut up!" Liguhua shouted.

When she saw He Qingqing turn around and walk towards her, her face was pale, shaking like a sieve, and shouting with a stern look:

"You dare to beat me? Do you know who my cousin is?"

Just at this moment, the maid whispered:

"Fairy Miaoyan is here--"

The girls breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, but He Qingqing ignored it and the slap still fell down hard.

The body of the sacred flower flew out and fell to the ground.

Miaoyan's eyes swept through the mess of the palace, and he knew that he was coming just right, and He Qingqing should have been angry.

If you are angry, things will not be difficult to handle.

She first politely greeted He Qingqing, with a decent attitude and a modest attitude:

"I neglected my teachings on weekdays, and my junior sisters offended my senior sister somewhere. I apologize to them for them. I will take them back today and I will strictly discipline them in the future. If there is any rebellion, I will be punished strictly without lending."

The eyes of the girls suddenly lit up. It can be imagined that if they are saved today, they will be so excited about Miaoyan.

The lower Miaoyan's attitude for them at this time, the stronger his loyalty will be in the future.

Miaoyan knew that He Qingqing was soft but not hard, so she could not change her face. She was so distorted, right?

She smiled: "The elder sister is still thinking of their young and ignorantness, and for the sake of their junior sister, please spare them once."

She didn't say anything, but everyone knew what she wanted to say.

"You want me to save your face?" He Qingqing looked at her.

Miaoyan smiled but said nothing.

Face is face.

Miaoyan has the most beautiful face in the world, and no one doesn’t like to look at her face.

But when He Qingqing looked at this face, she felt that it was extremely bland and tasteless, like a bowl of clear soup noodle that had forgotten to add salt.

She even was confused. How could she be confused by this appearance and make wedding clothes for others?

He Qingqing said calmly: "I will teach you the whole article of "The Song of Wind and Snow" and I have already seen your face. Don't you know?"

Miaoyan heard her suddenly mention this song, and her smile froze.

"After the piano test, if you really ask for advice, you should come to your door. Why do you invite me to your bamboo building? If you really want to invite me, you can only invite me, why do you invite a group of people to help? Because you know that I can't hide my face in front of everyone, and I'm embarrassed to reject you."

Miaoyan's smile completely disappeared, but it was not embarrassment, but shocked.

She has long been used to doing this and achieving her goal without having to deliberately design it. It is more natural than blinking her breath.

Suddenly someone said it through and exposed it, how could it be shocking?

Miaoyan smiled and said softly: "Sister Sister misunderstood. I just want you to get along with everyone more..."

He Qingqing interrupted: "You got the whole article and said that the lyric solo is too lonely. You adapt the ensemble score by yourself, but you still use the broken score. Do you dare to say that you really have a clear conscience for this song?

"Fairy Miaoyan, you are not a bad person, but you are not a real person. I have already had enough face in the past, and I don't want to go back again in the future."

Is she crazy? How dare she say such things to Senior Sister Miaoyan?

Miaoyan's maid glared at her, but was so shocked by He Qingqing's full body that she could not speak.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the female cultivators cried anxiously: "Sister Miaoyan saved me!"

Miaoyan turned a blind eye and stood there in a daze, as if he was slapped twice in the face.

Do you dare to defeat the most beautiful face in the world?

He Qingqing beat him.

Miaoyan was defeated in a panic.

She hasn't left so embarrassed for many years.

"Fairy, why did you leave like this?" The maid was still unwilling to accept it.

"She is right. I do feel guilty about the broken article." Miaoyan said lightly:

"But I've heard the broken piece, not because I'm afraid that others will play me. I just don't want others to know the ending sound of the piano score."

The song of the wind and snow entering the formation is like a story. Miaoyan wants everyone to hear this story, but she doesn't want to tell others the ending.

This is her selfish intention.

Miaoyan stopped for some reason and suddenly looked back.

The scene inside the hall is almost impossible to see clearly.

After the girl recovered from her appearance, she was still slim and her waist was not full.

But it is like an extremely sharp knife, which wants to cut off all the turbidity in the world, and it must be broken from the past with one knife.

Miaoyan murmured: "Where am I worse than her? Why did she get this song first? Why did she know the ending first?"

"Fairy, you are thousands of times stronger than that evil ghost. She——" The maid wanted to scold the other party for being ugly, but she could not be distorted, so she had to change her words: "She looks like a lotus and her heart is like a snake or a scorpion."

Miaoyan ignored it and said in a daze: "Every time I play it, I can't help but wonder, how could there be such a song in the world? Who would be able to write such songs? I don't know what he looks like, whether he is a man or a woman, what clothes he likes to wear, what skills he practices, and what books he reads."

"Fairy, you..." The maid wanted to speak but stopped.

Miaoyan looked at the flowing clouds in the sky:
Chapter completed!