Madam, be merciful!

Chapter 61 My face!
Elder Lin said first: "Without the order of the pavilion master, this old man will not open the Sword Forging Palace for you."

The pavilion master in his mind is only from the Shao family, and Xiao Chongyan is just a fart!
Back then, he listened to these people, believed the fabricated evidence, and mistakenly believed that Xiao Qingyue was the murderer who killed his son, and opened the door of the Sword Forging Palace for them, thus indirectly killing Xiao Qingyue.

He felt very remorseful!

Now I still want him to open the Sword Forging Palace, but there is no way!

Knowing that the old man was stubborn, Xiao Congyue didn't say anything, walked to the backyard of the ancestral hall alone, jumped down the well to have a look, saw that the stone gate of the Sword Casting Palace was closed intact, so she didn't pursue it further.

Avoiding Xiao Congyue and the others and leaving the ancestral hall, the city lord took the first step to leave. Shao Qing was not in a hurry to leave. He hid behind the rockery and watched Xiao Congyue come with a group of people in a mighty manner. Swing back.

With the loud noise and vibration when they came out just now, and the faint sound of boulders rolling down, it was not difficult for Shao Qing to guess that the Sword Forging Palace's response was completely ruined.

The Jianjian Palace relied on the power of the phoenix bead when it was first built, but now that it lost the phoenix bead, it would undoubtedly be destroyed.

Shao Qing walked out of the rockery, stood in front of the branch road for a long time, and subconsciously helped the mask, but the touch of her fingertips was soft and moist.

"Ah, my face!"

Shao Qing covered her face and screamed strangely, jumping back and forth on the path like a show.

People passing by gave Shao Qing a weird look, then bowed their heads and walked away quickly.

Since ancient times, there are many strange people in the world, and those who don't know it are less exposed to subtleties.

The huge garden was bustling with activity at this time, and the banquets were full, gathering heroes who were familiar with each other from various sects.

Shao Qing spat out the dregs in her mouth, found a fan out of nowhere, opened it with a "swipe", and walked towards the table where the dragon gate was, shaking the fan.

"puff--"

Someone saw the words on the fan in Shao Qing's hand with sharp eyes, and immediately spewed out a mouthful of wine, the corners of his mouth twitching violently.

Bao Yan, who had already been seated, recognized Shao Qing who was walking towards him, said something in a low voice, and the guardian on the right immediately got up, went to the next seat and sat down.

When Shao Qing was seated, Bao Yan looked at her with disgust: "Why did you get such a mask?"

At this time, Shao Qing was wearing a white-bottomed mask, on which were painted soft and delicate eyebrows, slightly hooked peach blossom eyes, and lightly drawn red lips in bright colors. The faces painted by people are the same.

Shao Qing looked at Bao Yan innocently, not understanding why he looked so disgusted with herself.

Unlike in the Glazed Illusion, in reality, without a mask to cover his face, Shao Qing felt as if his face was skinless and uncomfortable, so he just hurriedly slipped out and bought one.

She thought that this new mask was still very good.

After thinking for a while, Shao Qing said solemnly: "Lord, don't you always teach us to be high-profile, I think this mask is very high-profile."

(End of this chapter)