Chapter 509: Lin Yue, why don’t you casually pick one to try on!

Standing in the waist-deep pool, Lin Yue saw that her words were treated like wind passing the ear, unable to play any role in the two people's anxious "battle situation", feeling somewhat awkward.

Consequently, she locked her gaze on Ouyang Luoluo to the side.

At this moment, Ouyang Luoluo had no idle interest in watching the actions of Yan Qingjue and Liu Yiyi.

After knowing Lin Yue's scheming, she attentively guarded against Lin Yue, happening to meet Lin Yue's gaze, and even thought that Lin Yue wanted to ask for her help.

She inexplicably felt a bit secretly pleased: "What are you looking at me for? I am helpless against their current state, don't count on me to think of a way."

Lin Yue: "…"

Afterwards, she responded, saying: "I was just looking at you, nothing else."

Lin Yue shook her head, quite helpless.

"Since they can't listen to anything, saying anything more is futile."

"Forget it, Luoluo, let's go, I don't want to get mixed up in this anymore either, let them stay there and resolve the problem themselves."

"Giving up just like that? …Fine." Ouyang Luoluo immediately stopped making a sound, nodding in agreement.

But she quickly raised her volume towards the direction of Liu Yiyi and Yan Qingjue, instructing them.

"Liu Yiyi, Lin Yue and I are going out to change clothes first. Whoever wins among you, come tell us on the night of my and Lin Yue's wedding chamber."

"That way I'll have a bottom line in my heart, and then I can handle official business impartially!" Ouyang Luoluo turned her head to look at Lin Yue, her gaze self-explanatory.

As soon as the words fell, a muffled sound came from the deadlocked Liu Yiyi.

"Mn~"

The sound was drawn out very long, with the ending note rising. It sounded like a reply to Ouyang Luoluo, but upon closer listening, it sounded more like a seductive gasp involuntarily emitted after being stimulated in a sensitive spot by another person.

"Why are my words completely useless? Luoluo, the moment you open your mouth, she replies?" Lin Yue was slightly stunned. As she strolled in the pool, she looked back, speaking in an unconvinced tone.

Ouyang Luoluo raised her eyebrows, haughtily: "Heh! That's natural, don't look at who this Young Miss is?"

She rubbed against Lin Yue's shoulder: "Lin Yue, to be honest, that friend of yours is quite earnest about this kind of thing, there is a ruthless drive of insisting on deciding a victor."

Lin Yue sweated and said: "Uh… Earnest? My friend is actually quite single-minded usually."

"Only when she is rational…"

Lin Yue spouted nonsense, her gaze glancing at her own reflection on the water surface, pondering over and over, as if she had sensed some clue.

When she called Yan Qingjue just now, she clearly controlled her through the Soul-Guiding Silk.

Logically speaking, Senior Sister should give a response regardless of everything, and no matter how intense the movements were, she shouldn't disobey her command.

This was truly strange, Lin Yue couldn't help thinking, feeling panic-stricken inside, so she practically intended to manipulate Yan Qingjue once more.

The result was imaginable; she could no longer feel the existence of that Soul-Guiding Silk, the Soul-Guiding Silk was broken!

Lin Yue was shocked in her heart, how could it break? When did it break?

Was it when she was flirting with Liu Yiyi? Or when she was pushed down against the pool wall?

Terrible! Terrible!

Didn't she command Senior Sister to act carefully? How could she be so careless! Breaking just like that…

Then the one entwined with Liu Yiyi right now, could it be Yan Qingjue after regaining her clarity?

Thinking of the terror of being dominated by Senior Sister, thinking of the methods Senior Sister had to freeze people solid once she got angry, Lin Yue couldn't even stand steadily.

Seeing Lin Yue's body shaking endlessly and her face turning pale, Ouyang Luoluo tilted her head and asked casually, continuing Lin Yue's words.

"What's wrong with you? Your complexion is so bad, then what is your friend like when she is irrational?"

Lin Yue was thinking about this very serious urgent matter at hand.

Ouyang Luoluo suddenly dropped such a sentence, directly scaring her almost to bolt out, she screamed with her Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering: "Ah!"

Seeing that it was Ouyang Luoluo asking in confusion, she then pacified her beating heart and recounted her true thoughts one by one, her tone somewhat nervous.

"If she's irrational… If she's irrational… I might end up without a place to be buried."

Ouyang Luoluo: "！？？！"

She stared at Lin Yue in confusion, not understanding the meaning behind the words.

"Without a place to be buried? So serious? It's just staying in the water a bit longer, how serious can it get?"

This sentence, which had no comforting effect at all, made Lin Yue's heart turn half-cold.

As the two walked and talked, they left that warm spiritual liquid pool.

Ouyang Luoluo held Lin Yue's hand, purposefully walking quickly to a corner of the room, to an inconspicuous hidden door.

With a gentle push from Ouyang Luoluo, she and Lin Yue plunged right in headfirst.

Behind the door was a huge dressing room with a spacious area, surrounded by illuminating night pearls that lit the entire room brightly.

Inside were all kinds of wooden racks filled with countless exquisite wedding robes, dazzlingly red.

Seeing these gorgeous garments, Lin Yue raised a bit of interest, but inside she was still worrying about this and that, feeling powerless to do anything.

Unwittingly, she walked up to the first wooden rack.

Placed there was a complex cross-collared true red long robe, with large gold-threaded peonies embroidered on the hem and an entire row of pearls inlaid at the collar.

Lin Yue gently grasped the hem of the clothes at the edge, lifting it slowly. Her arm sank, and she almost failed to lift it.

"It's actually this heavy?" She incredulously put the clothes back onto the wooden rack: "Wearing this makes even walking strenuous, let's look at the next one."

Afterwards, she turned to the wedding robes placed on the second rack.

Bright red silk and satin, the fabric was thin and sheer, the back was hollowed out and connected only by a few crisscrossing thin red strings, and the hem split extremely high, catching everyone's eye.

Lin Yue pinched that thin red string, the string tautly straight.

"Wedding robes actually have such little fabric? Could this be from the Hehuan Sect again? Wearing it out would be worse than wearing nothing!"

Lin Yue retracted her hand, completely devoid of any mood to look at the clothes, her eyes sweeping toward that tightly closed hidden door from time to time.

Fearing that the next second the door would be kicked open and Senior Sister would rush in to dismantle this room, she clutched her crimson dudou with both hands, feeling uneasy and apprehensive.

Luoluo didn't notice Lin Yue's abnormality. She had already walked to a separate screen deep inside, behind which hung an exquisite red long dress without extra metal decorations.

Only intricate patterns interwoven by delicate red silk threads were present, matched with a red waist sash at the waist; the fabric was soft, with its surface emitting a faint luster.

Ouyang Luoluo stood before that garment, looking it up and down, staring at it with undisguised joy.

She touched the fabric on it; the tactile sensation was slightly cool and smooth, and she revealed a satisfied smile.

Thus, she looked toward Lin Yue, who was still standing in place dazed.

Her palm patted heavily on that red long dress, her voice exuding an uncontainable joy.

"How is it, Lin Yue, are there many clothes in here? Don't just stand there dazed, do you want to casually pick one to try on?"