Chapter 875: Admission is a bit like playing house

Fortunately, it is said that taking illegal drugs at most means being expelled from the Sun and Moon Sect. With her Feng Jiaxin's qualifications, she can also worship other martial arts, and it can still be mixed up, but once this secret is revealed, Feng Yi How can the Queen of China let her go? !!
Yelu Jingan saluted to the Emperor: "Master, everything has been asked clearly, what will this woman do?"
He is too lazy to deal with this kind of emperor. If it wasn't for Ning Xuemo, she would not listen to these nonsense here!
He didn't bother to look at Feng Jiaxin again, and said lightly: "This woman is of low quality, she has discarded all her thoughts, and returned to Feng Yiguo."
"Yes!" Ye Lu Jing'an promised, waved his sleeves, and a wave of silver light surrounded Feng Jiaxin ...
After a while, Feng Jiaxin screamed and fell to the ground.
What she relied on was this natural instinct, which has now been abolished. What can she expect?
She opened her mouth to plead for herself, but Yelu Jing'an didn't want to listen to her shout anymore. She simply closed her mute hole, and then ordered Riyuezong's disciples responsible for recruiting: "Send someone to send her back to Feng Yiguo and give it to the Queen By the way, all the confession Queen she confessed today, and let the Queen dispose of her. "
Because the disciple responsible for recruiting brought in such a strange woman, he was a little bit nervous. When he heard such a command, he promised aloud and couldn't help but tell Feng Jiaxin to go down ...
Waiting for her will be the Queen's revenge and severe punishment!
Riyue Zong did not want to dirty his hands for such a woman.
When everything was done, Yelu Jingan knelt down to the Emperor and pleaded guilty: "Master, it ’s a disciple who is negligent, let such a person come in. Please master me to punish him."
Emperor's eyes lightly swept at him: "Twenty whip punishment, go to Tianfeng Valley to kneel for three days!"
"Yes!" Yelu Jingan struck his head with sin.
After disposing of the black horse, Ning Xuemo won the veritable first place. Everyone knew her kung fu and was naturally convinced.
Emperor Zun's eyes fell on Ning Xuemo, who was watching the lively side, with a little smile in his eyes: "Are you supposed to worship?"
In fact, Ning Xuemo had just earned from his arms. At this moment, looking at the Emperor sitting on the high position, he suddenly felt a sense of uncertainty.
This great god's attitude towards her is really ambiguous, and she has a lot of possessions, but she has to let her worship--
She looked around again, should n’t the worship be grand?
Should n’t it be in the solemn hall of the treasured lord, to put a few sticks of incense on the ancestor, pray and pray again?
Now he's there. I don't know where to find a chair. When I sit there, she can worship him.
Ning Xuemo felt that the ceremony was a bit like playing house, not too tall ...
"How? You don't want to?" Emperor Zun looked at her lazily, the dark eyes under the mask turned dark, elegant to the extreme, and lazy to the extreme.
"Yes--" Ning Xuemo answered.
Forget it! This is what she fought so hard that she didn't have to think much.
She took a secret breath and bowed down to him: "The disciple, Ning Xuemo, met with Master." Three heads were respectfully bowed.
With these three heads down, she is no longer his servant, but his apprentice ...
This was originally what Ning Xuemo had been trying to achieve, but now she has really achieved this goal. There is a feeling of loss in her heart.