Murong Minglan couldn't help but frown at this outfit.

Because Guanghan Palace did not stipulate the clothing of disciples, and Guanghan City certainly would not have any specific styles. However, in the past two years when Taozhaide's "death", he has been wearing pure white and plain "filial piety clothes" since he was debt, and the color is relatively light.

In order to show respect, the two introductory disciples Murong Minglan and Qin Yuesi naturally had to wear the same plain clothes. With the lead of these two disciples, the mortal disciples below naturally wore plain clothes one by one. The most was to add a little ice blue to the pure white of the clothes, showing the ice and snow of Guanghan Palace.

After that, I don’t know who became popular first. I embroidered the ice crystal snowflake marks of Guanghan Palace on the monotonous plain clothes. After this spread, even the debt began to reflect the three signs of "simple white, ice blue, and snowflakes" on my clothes. Unconsciously, such clothing styles gradually became the clothing styles of disciples of Guanghan Palace. Even after Taozhaide returned, the styles of this clothing did not change much. At most, the previous mourning clothes were removed, and silk silk began to make clothing, and the styles of clothing began to change. However, no one had ever changed the three elements of clothing.

So, when Murong Minglan saw that Tiancai Butterfly pulled out such a set of clothes, she really had a headache. She didn't know how to explain "Su Bai, Bing Lan, Snow Flake" was just a respect for the city lord by the disciples of Guanghan City, not a forced uniform.

"Brother Murong, what do you think? Do you look good? I'm not like Sister Qin. Just wear a knee-length skirt, I have to hide a lot of hidden weapons. Sister Qin is the type of fighting that moves as soon as possible. So my clothes look a bit long and there is a small shawl. There are many hidden weapons in it... Isn't it a bit too tightly wrapped? Brother Murong, do you think... too conservative?"

When she said this, Tiancai Die secretly glanced at Murong Minglan. When she touched her eyes, Murong Minglan sighed and could only say: "Miss Sweet, Master has not promised you to be my disciple of Guanghan City, so you don't need to be so anxious to buy my clothes in Guanghan City. Besides, there is no special regulation on the clothing in Guanghan City. It is just that you need to wear it formally when meeting the city lord and the small city lord. You can still wear it casually when you live in private."

Tiancai Die stared at Murong Minglan. Seeing that he did not have any clothes that meet the three elements, he couldn't help but nodded: "Yes... but it doesn't matter! Brother Murong, do you think the skirt looks good? Is it good?"

As she said that, she pressed her skirt against her shoulders and turned around in the same place.

Murong Minglan was really impatient. Now that the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is in full swing, she is preparing for the meeting of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference tomorrow. But this girl was so frightened that she came in?

Seeing Murong Minglan's obvious expression of not being very interested, Tiancaidedie immediately nodded and said, "Sure enough, can't you tell it when you wear it? Then wait a moment! I'll change my clothes now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Minglan refused. Tiancai Die immediately hurried into the bedroom next to him with her clothes in her arms. Seeing all this, Murong Minglan really wanted to stop drinking immediately, so she was naturally even more angry! In addition, she could not enter the bedroom and pulled out the girl who had already started taking off her clothes. This made him even more unhappy!

After a moment...

"Brother Murong! Look..."

"go out!"

The dressed sweet butterfly just walked out of the room and hadn't finished speaking. Murong Minglan's hand immediately raised, and a ball of cherry blossom petals immediately supported her and blew directly to the door. With a touch of the ground, the door was closed.

Tiancaidie stood at the door stupidly, but she really didn't realize what had happened.

After a while, she realized that she wanted to knock on the door and quickly raised her hand.

The door opened again. Murong Minglan's face was exposed again.

"Ah! That's great, I know Brother Murong..."

With a thud, a lot of clothes that he had taken off just now were thrown out of the crack of the door and hit her face. After that, the door closed again, and it seemed that it would never be opened tonight.

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After being full, Tiancai Die held the clothes she had changed, pouted, and walked back to her room.

The steps are gentle, and the moonlight in the sky is gentle.

On both sides of the streets of the silent Guanghan City, even the lights began to gradually go out, returning the entire city to the everlasting darkness.

Walk, walk.

Holding the clothes in her arms and looking at the skirt that she had worked so hard to sew, she couldn't help but cry.

This set of clothes has many mechanisms.

There is a hidden barrier at the bottom of each section, which allows blades and hidden weapons to fly out.

The fabric that seems to be just silk on the body is actually bleachable gold threads, and there are countless flying knives hidden between the threads.

In order to be able to wear hidden weapons to the maximum extent, I also have to wear those ice-blue stockings to wear more hidden weapons.

In addition, there are many hidden lattices that can be made by carefully studying and knitting.

In order to study these secret patterns, she didn't know how many brain cells she spent or how many nights she had to stay. She was finally able to weave such a set of clothes during the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. But what about? However, her sweetheart didn't care at all, but looked very disgusted with her and refused to even look at her!

The more I think about it, the sadder I feel.

The more I think about it, the more resentful I feel in my heart, and more tears in my eyes are involuntarily dripping.

She endured it and did not dare to cry out loud, for fear that her crying would disturb the sleeping people on both sides of the street.

Since the Holy Yang Palace was destroyed, she once again felt the feeling of being completely abandoned and helpless.

He lowered his head, covered his lips, and shed tears.

However, when she raised her head again, she suddenly realized that the scenery in front of her was completely unfamiliar. A strange street appeared in front of her.

"Where is this...?"

In the darkness, the soft moonlight also seemed very reluctant.

Sweet butterfly held the wall next to it and walked forward carefully.

Suddenly, the intersection ahead suddenly became clear! A little light shone through the front! She hurried over...

Unfortunately, what appears in front of you is not the familiar streets or street lights.
Chapter completed!