As the number one person who cherishes his life, he asked himself that there were a bunch of people around him who were either looking forward to her death or treating her as a tool, and suddenly one of them jumped out and said that he didn't want her to die, saying that it was false to say that he was not moved.

"With His Royal Highness's words, I must live more seriously!" Heng Zhi said and ran to the small kitchen, took the supper pastries that Liu Yue had intimately left for her, and sent them to Fu Yan after silently reciting it in her heart several times.

"Your Highness seems to be very fond of dim sum, this pea yellow is made by my senior sister in the afternoon, it is very delicious. ”

Heng Zhi presented the pastries to Fu Yan like a treasure, Qingyuan is a simple place, she doesn't interact with other disciples, she has never been to the cafeteria, and all the food she should eat is Liu Yue's help, this pea yellow is indeed a treasure for her.

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, did not refuse, and took the pea yellow before saying: "Don't think that the king will let you go, at most three days, the king will come to look for you again, if you haven't practiced to the fifth level, Qingfeng Pavilion will not have you as a disciple." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the closed windows were blown open by the wind, and the icy wind poured in, causing the temperature in the room to plummet.

Heng Zhi reflexively raised her hand to cover her eyes, and when she opened her eyes when the wind stopped, there was still Fu Yan's shadow in the room.

"Let's go, don't you do it quietly, you have to engage in these bells and whistles. Heng Zhi closed the window, took off her cloak and slipped into the quilt, thinking that the demon king was a cold master, but it seems that it is not.

With the bright red hem flashing back and forth in her mind, Heng Zhi thought drowsily, if he didn't appear so scary next time, maybe she could give her an extra piece of pastry.

The night of Qingfeng Pavilion is especially cold, and the moonlight is plated with a layer of more like a fantasy in the ice and snow.

There were two figures standing in the depths of the bamboo forest, and Fu Yan looked at the lights of the Qingyuan thoughtfully.

The man standing next to Fu Yan was carrying a jade-handled long sword, dressed in moon-white clothes, which was the disciple uniform of Qingfeng Pavilion.

"You have done a good job in what this king has told you, and you should pay more attention to the Hidden Immortal Palace when you go back, and don't make mistakes. ”

The shadow is deep in the bamboo forest, and there is the sound of the cold wind blowing the leaves on all sides, and the two of them are standing in the bamboo forest, which is difficult to see without looking carefully.

"The disciple understands. The man raised his head slightly, his dark red pupils were particularly bright in the moonlight, a characteristic unique to the demon clan.

But in just a moment, the man's pupils turned back to their usual black, and anyone who looked at the person in front of him was undoubtedly a decent disciple. Fu Yan nodded, and when he saw that the wind was coming, he raised his sleeves to protect the pea yellow in the saucer to prevent snow from falling.

"Didn't Your Highness not like sweets in the past, you didn't look at these pastries before, this is Senior Sister Hengzhi......"

"I like it now. Fu Yan interrupted the man's words, "She still has to take care of her, and this king has a lot of inconvenience." The time for the changing of the patrol is coming, so you should go back quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble. ”

"Yes. The man shook his face respectfully, summoned his long sword, and tapped the sword on his toes to leave the bamboo forest. Fu Yan looked at the direction of Heng Zhi's residence, especially remembering the situation when Heng Zhi started to fight Guan Yun and Ye Liuyun that day, he didn't know that this girl was still a hard bone.

Heng Zhi's quirkiness and voice and smile flashed in his mind, Fu Yan couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, flicked his sleeves, and a gust of wind swept in the bamboo forest, and he saw Fu Yan's figure in the blink of an eye.

Ten days after the head of the sect went down the mountain, he returned to the mountain gate, and the three gentlemen and the disciples under the head of the house went to greet him. There was a row of people standing on the sword platform in front of the mountain gate, waiting for Shen Jianqing. In the past tea time, I saw a white figure coming with a sword in the wind.

Shen Jianqing has a cold temperament and has always been alone. If you don't have to go down the mountain to do errands, you usually come and go alone.

He doesn't like to be lively, except for teaching disciples, he rarely appears in crowded places, either in the Cloud Pavilion to deal with the affairs of the Qingfeng Pavilion or in the Book Pavilion to read the classics, is to see a circle of people standing on the sword platform from a distance, his brows are almost impossible to check.

If it weren't for the misunderstanding of the disciples in the sect, Shen Jianqing would have turned around and left immediately. Edgeworth paused in the air for a moment, and finally landed on the edge of the sword platform under the eyes of the disciples, and as soon as his feet landed, the sword under his feet automatically retracted into the scabbard behind his back.

At a glance, Guangyanjun, who was standing at the head of the line, stood the most serious, but his brows were tightly locked, and he didn't know that he thought he was here to collect debts.

The occasion to welcome the head back to the mountain is also formal, Qinglianjun is still wearing the loose clothes, the folding fan is obliquely inserted on the belt, no matter how he looks at it, he is a dissolute and unruly child, he really does not look like a person who cultivates immortals.

As for Qingyunjun, he still has the old washed robe, and he refuses to cut a new one for so many years.

"Why don't you see Heng Zhi?"

When Shen Jianqing's gaze moved to the row of disciples under him, his eyes changed slightly, but it was only for a moment, and he returned to a cold face. When he went down the mountain and returned to Qingfeng Pavilion, he naturally had to tell Sanjun about going down the mountain, so the disciples who came to greet him were all dispersed.

Among the disciples who came to greet him, Zangfeng stood in the front row, and was about to disperse with all the disciples, when Shen Jianqing suddenly asked Heng Zhi.

Hearing this, everyone on the sword platform was stunned, especially Guangyanjun's face was very ugly.

He didn't like Heng Zhi so much that he had to frown when he heard this person's name.

"Heng Zhi doesn't come out and walk around much lately, and after the morning class, she goes back to Qingyuan to practice, and the disciples don't see it much. ”

Heng Zhi was not very well received in the door, so the other disciples were even more reluctant to her, and privately said that Heng Zhi was a strange person, and was deeply ashamed of being the same door as Heng Zhi.

Naturally, there is an element of lobbying behind the scenes of some people, and the topic is getting more and more deviated.

Fortunately, Heng Zhi didn't care about herself, she just practiced eating and sleeping, and she couldn't wait to break one hour into two hours to use.

"She is the latest among the disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion, and it has only been half a year so far, it is inevitable that there will be a lot of discomfort, as a senior brother, you should take care of it more, do you understand?" Shen Jianqing's cold voice fell on everyone's ears like ice slag.

Guang Yanjun looked at his junior disciple who had only been seen for ten days like a ghost, but when he went down the mountain, he recruited some evil demon.

The faces of the others were not much better, they were all stunned, but they didn't dare to look directly at the head like Guangyanjun.

Shen Jianqing was the head of Qingfeng Pavilion, which was beyond the reach of other sects, and his indifference to his disciples was outrageous.

In addition to teaching disciples to practice, he is to deal with the affairs of Qingfeng Pavilion, and he never asks his disciples how their daily lives are.

Zang Feng didn't expect his master to ask such a question, but he was still stunned for a while, until Shen Jianqing cast a displeased look before nodding yes.

Suddenly, the news that the head of the family was more concerned about Heng Zhi after returning to the mountain overshadowed other rumors about Heng Zhi and occupied the top of the topic list.