Quick wear, the beautiful and soft female supporting role's charming road

After Ning Jiao's extraordinary flattery, she finally got what she wanted.

Xie Fanzhi wanted her to start training at Yuhua Peak tomorrow. He had missed the opportunity to cultivate his Yuanyang realm, so he had to retreat for a few days. During this time, Ning Jiao was given special permission to enter and exit Yuqing Palace at will, even to Xie Fanzhi's personal Sutra Library.

Before the retreat, he also reminded Ning Jiao, "Don't be too greedy and reckless, interact more with Mu Feng."

Ning Jiao readily agreed, being incredibly well-behaved and quiet. The moment the stone door closed tightly, Ning Jiao jumped up with joy.

The smoky pink pleated chiffon dress opened up into a charming curve, making Ning Jiao's fair skin and beautiful face even more beautiful. The smug look on her face made Cheng Yuan frown.

He didn't know what Ning Jiao had done, but within two days, her presence had made his master take notice. Ning Zhong of the Discipline Hall was warned, and all the guards and servants of Yuhua Peak were replaced to support her. Now the whole sect was talking about it, saying that the Qingxuan Sect was about to change.

Ruan Sangtian had no idea what had happened. She only knew that when she woke up, the sky had fallen. Her senior sister, who had always been her superior, was no longer in the same situation as before. Although her master had forgiven her and treated her the same as before, he treated Ning Jiao differently.

She didn't know what her master thought of Ning Jiao, but she absolutely could not let Ning Jiao's status surpass hers. Whether it was her master, her fellow brothers and sisters, or even the entire sect.

No.

"Okay, so you're so happy? You're the sect's eldest sister, why are you jumping around like a child?"

Ning Jiao lifted up a corner of her skirt and spun around in front of Mu Feng to show off, "I'm happy and I'm happy. Senior Brother, do I look good?"

A hint of indulgence flashed in Mu Feng's eyes. He had never thought that Ning Jiao would become so straightforward and passionate. Although she had lost her former composure... she was still a girl who loved beauty after all. "She's pretty."

"It's just that you're on duty at the Discipline Hall today, and wearing this isn't very formal."

Ning Jiao raised her left eyebrow. "Solemn? The solemnity and rigor of the Discipline Hall won't change just because of a dress. I'm going to wear my pinkest dress on duty today to show them who's the big king and the little king."

As soon as he finished speaking, the electronic screen scores belonging to different people all increased slightly.

Zhuang Yusheng > Ruan Sangtian > Cheng Yuan > Mu Feng

Haha, this group of people still looked at her like she was a fool.

Then just wait and see!

Anyway, no matter which one, it's a huge profit for her.

Mu Feng still had some doubts about Ning Jiao. After all, everyone had seen her abilities over the past century; they were neither high nor low. He was very pleased to see her progress, but he still felt that Ning Jiao was a little...blindly arrogant.

But thinking back to Ning Jiao's crying that night, he felt a mixture of guilt and heartache. It was also because he, as the senior brother, had not done his job well and had not taught her well.

"Forget it, just do it your way first. If anything goes wrong, the eldest brother will help you."

Cheng Yuan looked at Ning Jiao, who was dressed brightly. He glanced at her beautiful face and thought she was silly and cute. He sneered, "You are dressed like a butterfly. Do you think Jieli Tang is a flower garden?"

Ruan Sangtian's face was filled with worry, but in reality, she was expressing her pessimism. "Senior Sister, why don't you change your clothes? It seems a bit out of place in a place like the Discipline Hall..."

She seemed to be hesitant to speak, and was so touching. If she were a man, he would definitely feel sympathy for her.

As for that little idiot, he had nothing good to say. Every word he said was like pulling a carrot, "... you're dreaming. Your cultivation has improved, but your mind hasn't been enlightened yet... I'm afraid Yu Huaiqing will whip you out..."

Ning Jiao walked up to Zhuang Yusheng without any further ado and slapped him hard on the back of the head. "You are such a small person, yet you talk so much. I'm wasting my time!"

He glared fiercely at the stunned Zhuang Yusheng, turned around and flew away on his sword. Zhuang Yusheng only heard him shout "Ahhhhhh!! She actually dared to hit me?!"

I'm going to hit you, why do I have to choose the time?

Stopping in front of the Discipline Hall, Ning Jiao looked at the magnificent and solemn gate that was a hundred feet tall, then walked in with her head lowered and determination.

Ning Jiao's smoky pink outfit was indeed extremely eye-catching among the crowd of black, gray and white. She walked into the Elders' Hall amidst everyone's different looks and expressions.

"Ning Jiao?"

Ning Jiao stopped and looked at the old man Yu Zhong in the middle. "What's wrong? Elder Yu, you don't recognize me after not seeing me for four days?"

Yu Zhong looked as if he had seen a ghost, "Why are you dressed like this?!"

Ning Jiao looked indifferent. She ignored him for a moment and calmly sat in her seat. "That's really strange. Elder Yu's eyes are so bright that they can't be seen. Is there any deep meaning in asking such a question?"

Yu Zhong: “How outrageous!”

Ning Jiao's eyes turned slightly cold. This was the second time this old man had scolded her like this.

"How can you dress like that? Look who else is as ignorant of etiquette and depth as you."

"Nine of us have been waiting for you for an incense stick!"

"Ning Jiao, don't take advantage of your master and disregard the Discipline Hall. As your elder, I can fulfill your responsibilities while your master is in seclusion. I hereby declare that Ning Jiao will be suspended from all duties effective immediately. Someone from the Elder Hall will be chosen to replace her..."

Ning Jiao couldn't stand it anymore. She had wanted to be gentle, but the old man was determined to... make things difficult for her.

"Shut up!"

Words are spoken and the law follows. This is an advanced technique that Ning Jiao learned in Xie Fanzhi's library.

The Elders' Hall returned to peace, or even complete silence.

Ning Jiao's face was cold, and her black eyes stared at Yu Zhong coldly, brewing a dark aura. "Elder Yu, you are really too noisy. It's better to shut up."

This kind of advanced ancient technique has long been abandoned, or no one has ever been able to learn it.

Ning Jiao was too lazy to waste too much time on these things. No one could stop her from doing what she wanted to do.

"It's just a piece of clothing, yet it's escalated to the point of suspending all responsibilities. Those who know say the elder is confusing right and wrong, while those who don't think the elder is really interested in me... Where is this dress?"

Instead of responding with a grim expression, Ning Jiao turned around, opened the thick legal document in her hand, and smiled. "Okay, let's have the meeting now."