Chapter 177 Double Cultivation Ceremony
Chapter 177 Double Cultivation Ceremony
"Well, you should go there yourself and take a look. I don't know how to start the conversation." Luoluo said awkwardly.
"Green Radish, you..."
Without waiting for Lin Qingqing to reply, in the blink of an eye, Luluo ran faster than a rabbit with a panic-stricken look on her face. The reason was that she didn't know how to face Lin Qingqing, especially when she knew what method Rong Zhao used to treat Lin Qingqing, she was very surprised.
But the next second, she was shocked again by Rong Zhao's shocking behavior. Luluo couldn't figure out the relationship between the three people for a moment, and didn't know what expression to use when facing Lin Qingqing. No matter what, she always felt very sorry for her, so she had to run away with her tail between her legs. The person who should face it was not her. The one who should face the wrath of thunder should be the eldest son!
Lin Qingqing looked at the green radish that disappeared in an instant, her heart was filled with shock. Such a strange behavior must mean that something horrific had happened ahead.
Since Lin Qingqing was once a member of Wuxin Peak Academy, she naturally had the authority to enter and exit the Wuxin Peak formation freely, but her inner uneasiness prevented her from moving a step. She stood quietly in front of the formation with a very complicated expression.
As the sonata sounded in the distance, Lin Qingqing took a step forward as if possessed by a ghost, and comforted herself in her heart that there was nothing to be afraid of, and what could it have to do with her?
Just as she was about to cross the formation, a familiar figure stopped her.
"Disciple."
"Master?" Lin Qingqing was somewhat surprised that she could bump into Murong Li by chance, and she quickly bowed, "Master, how are you?"
Murong Li smiled calmly as usual, which largely dispelled Lin Qingqing's doubts.
"Can your body handle it?" Murong Li asked, feeling sorry for his own apprentice, who was either unconscious or on the way to unconsciousness.
Feeling the care from her master, Lin Qingqing felt better.
"Much better, thank you for your concern, Master."
Lin Qingqing and Murong Li exchanged a few words, which was followed by an awkward silence. They looked at each other in silence, tacitly agreeing not to mention their current situation.
In the end, it was Lin Qingqing who took the initiative and asked what was on her mind.
"Master, this Wuxin Peak is very lively, what's the happy event? Let your disciple have some fun too."
Murong Li laughed in his heart and lamented, "Silly disciple, what's there to be happy about?"
"Someone is holding a dual cultivation ceremony, but there's nothing interesting to see. You might as well go back and practice." Murong Li said with a straight face.
Unexpectedly, Lin Qingqing showed a yearning expression and smiled faintly: "Disciple has not seen the double cultivation ceremony yet, you come at the right time."
Murong Li, who rarely showed negative emotions, had a gloomy face, and said with a slightly sad tone: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and it's not as good as a double cultivation ceremony between strangers? I have a lot of things from my heart that I want to tell you."
Lin Qingqing was immediately in a dilemma and hesitated, but in the end, because Murong Li said he was her master, she reluctantly suppressed her curiosity and went back to Wuhen Peak with him.
Just when the final step was about to be scored, the sound of a sonata mixed with human voices not far away reached Lin Qingqing's ears. The words were so deafening and unbelievable.
"It takes a hundred years to cultivate together and a thousand years to share the same pillow! Congratulations to Tianjian Sect's chief disciple Rong Zhao and Bai Family's Patriarch Bai Bing'er for becoming a couple. They are truly a match made in heaven. I wish the two newlyweds a long and happy life together."
Lin Qingqing was stunned. She paused as she was about to leave. Her expression changed unpredictably. She finally smiled knowingly, but she felt very sad in her heart.
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