Chapter 8 Wind Rises Against It

Although he didn't know why this life was different, he would gladly accept whatever the consequences of this deviation would be.

"My name is Mo Zhao. ”

"I do. ”

Luo Qing laughed dumbly when she heard it, the smile was like a flash in the pan, and it disappeared quickly, but it was dizzy in front of people's eyes.

Now boy, is it so awkward? Especially Mo Zhao in front of her, she looked reluctant at first, and her tears were tearful in the blink of an eye, and her tears washed out the white marks on her black face, which made her really funny.

Knowing that a half-grown boy of this age has the best face, Luo Qing coughed lightly and pretended not to see it, but his eyes were still full of smiles.

"In that case, let's go back with the teacher. The name of the teacher is Luo Qing. ”

As he spoke, Luo Qing waved his hand and placed the person on the flying sword, and returned to Jiuyou with the first apprentice he had accepted over the years.

Behind her, a young man named Mo Zhao stared at her back, his right hand clenched and loosened, unwilling to look away for a long time.

Until now, Mo Zhaodu was still full of unreality, and he really worshipped her as a teacher.

Thinking back to everything that happened just now, Mo Zhao's face suddenly turned red, and he actually cried in front of her just now.

It's just that I have relived a lifetime, and even my mind has deteriorated.

But it's really good, he saw Luo Qing again, and she is now his master, if he had such an opportunity in his previous life, why would he have fallen into that step.

Thinking of those people, Mo Zhao's pupils shrank suddenly, if those people don't come to provoke him anymore in this life, otherwise, don't blame him for making the first move.

When Luo Qing arrived at Yaoguang Peak with Mo Zhao, the sky was slightly dark, and the trial meeting had just ended.

casually found a disciple to ask where the head of the Ming family was, and learned that he was in the Chengguang Palace, Luo Qing thought about it, and took Mo Zhao with him.

Along the way, Luo Qing said: "I'll take you to see the head first, don't be afraid." ”

Mo Zhao nodded silently.

In the Chengguang Palace, the disciples who passed the assessment today were being selected to worship under the elder, and the hall suddenly became quiet, and Luo Qing walked in with Mo Zhao.

The new disciples had never seen Luo Qing before, and when they saw her walk in with a grand attitude, they whispered.

Mo Fei was also among them, and when he saw that the person following behind him was actually the strange young man from before, his expression suddenly became excited.

The head looked at Luo Qing, looked at her carefully for a while, and suddenly smiled: "It seems that Uncle Shi has gained a lot from this trip." ”

Luo Qing also had a little smile on his lips, nodded slightly, and asked Mo Zhao behind him to come out to pay a visit.

"This is my new disciple. ”

"Oh?" the head was slightly surprised and looked towards Mo Zhao.

Mo Zhao was about to salute when he heard an indifferent voice sounding beside him.

"No way!"

Mo Zhao's eyes, who hung his head quietly, instantly became dangerous, and the action that was about to salute stiffened but still did not continue, and straightened up.

Luo Qing looked in the direction of the person who made the sound, and saw that it was Fengyang, and his expression became cold, and he faced him directly.

"What do you mean by that?"

Feng Yang didn't look at her either, and stood on Mo Zhao's side, "Since you are the ancestor of the Nine Shadows, how can you accept disciples so casually." ”

"When do I need your consent to take in an apprentice?!"

Knowing Luo Qing's identity, the disciples in the audience gasped, and now when they heard the unceremonious confrontation between the two people, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly, and for a while, the needles in the hall could be heard.

"Uncle Shi, if you want to accept apprentices, you can choose the new disciples today, you ......"

"What if I say no?" Luo Qing interrupted directly.

"Luo Qing!" Feng Yangqing snorted, I don't know what he thought, there was disgust and irritability in his eyes when he looked at Luo Qing, "You are always so unruly, no matter what, your senior disciple must be selected from among the new disciples, and it must not be this person who has not passed the new test and does not know where to come from!"

"Presumptuous!" the head who couldn't listen anymore stood up, "Fengyang, how can you call Uncle Shi by his name!"

The head was furious, and the disciples in the audience were even more startled.

Seeing this, Chu Wanrong hurriedly waved his hand to signal that they could go out. The disciples rushed out, Luo Qing also nodded to Mo Zhao, and soon, there were only Luo Qing and the head elder left in the hall.

"Feng Yang, do you know what the consequences of confronting Uncle Shi will be?"

"You know, ask for the Ten Commandments. “

"Good, good. The head laughed angrily, "Senior Brother Guan Lin, you will personally execute the execution." “

"Yes. The law enforcement elder Guan Lin stood up, threw a helpless look at Feng Yang, and raised his commandment.

The black rod slammed into the flesh of his back, and the thudming sound was tooth-sore, and blood was slowly oozing out. And the wind raised silently, standing straight in place.

Luo Qing just watched coldly and did not open his mouth to plead. She understood that Feng Yang was not aimed at Mo Zhao, but at her. I don't know what kind of hatred there is between them, worthy of him.

watched in silence as Feng Yang finished receiving the Ten Commandments, and finally the head of the house threw down a sentence and walked away.

"Needless to say, after receiving the commandment, he went to think about it for three days. “

"Yes. Slowly brushing away the hand that Chu Wanrong came to support, Feng Yang straightened his back, and the cold was even worse. walked down the stairs step by step, and then stopped in front of Luo Qing, his lips moving silently.

After saying that, Feng Yang continued to move forward, and soon disappeared from her field of vision.

Chu Wanrong hurriedly ran down with his figure, and quickly explained when he arrived in front of Luo Qing.

"Feng Yang, this person is dead-eyed, don't be angry, I'll go and persuade him. With that, she caught up with Feng Yang and ran away, and Guan Lin and the others also left after saluting her, leaving Luo Qing alone.

While Feng Yang was being tortured in the hall, Mo Zhao was standing alone outside the hall and waiting, after the one just now, the disciples did not dare to contact him at all, they looked at him from a distance and discussed, and then left in twos and threes.

Mo Zhao didn't care about these eyes, but at this time, a figure walked towards him against the flow of people, and he was smiling with white teeth.

"Little brother, we meet again. “

The person who came was wearing a uniform white door robe, but the cuffs and neckline were embroidered with the unique golden ornaments of the inner disciples, and there was a jade pendant engraved with identity on the waist.

Mo Fei.

Mo Fei looked at Mo Zhao very happily, and said to himself regardless of his cold face, "You should still remember me, I am Mo Fei, thank you for pulling me when I broke the formation, so that I can pass the customs safely." I thought you were out, but I didn't expect to see you again. It's just that how did you suddenly become a disciple of Uncle Shi. In this case," Mo Fei's eyes widened as if he reacted, "I am a disciple of Elder Chu Wanrong Chu, and you are a disciple of Senior Uncle Ancestor, won't I call you Senior Uncle in the future?!"

"Silence!"