After dealing with the matter of Fengyan, Prajna returned to his hut to continue his cultivation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info It was as if nothing had happened this morning, and it didn't stir up any waves in her heart.

"High Priest of the Wind Rumors, you, you, you are clever but you are mistaken by your cleverness. ”

When Feng Yan left, passing by Mo Ling and Lian Bo's side, Mo Ling held back for a long time and only held back such a sentence.

Feng Yan knew that Mo Ling and Lian Bo must have seen through their careful thoughts, but what was the meaning of this sentence 'being smart but being mistaken by being smart'? When he asked Mo Ling again, Mo Ling just shook his head and said nothing, and Feng Yan had to leave with a stomach full of doubts.

In fact, Mo Ling and Lian Bo were a little disdainful of what Feng Yan had done. What he said to Prajna was clearly that he wanted to touch the light of Prajna, but he didn't want to pay any price. How can there be such a good thing in this world? What's more, is he fooling Prajna? Although Prajna didn't say anything about it, the two of them were very dissatisfied in their hearts. Mo Ling's address to Fengyan has changed from Brother Fengyan to Fengyan High Priest, which has already indicated his position.

"No, I have to talk to Prajna, this rumor is too much. Dare to calculate. ”

After Feng Yan left, Mo Ling sat there and became more and more angry the more he thought about it. In doing so, Fengyan is obviously using Prajna as a shield. Mo Ling already regarded himself as a member of the Prajna tribe, so he naturally didn't want to watch Pranya being bullied, so he immediately stood up and went to find Prajna and said.

Lian Bo smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to follow behind Mo Ling, but he knew that it was useless for Mo Ling to say it. He knows more about Prajna than Mo Ling, and Prajna will definitely not embarrass Feng Yan and others because of this little thing.

"Uncle Mo Ling, are you here to tell me this?"

Praruo looked at Mo Ling speechlessly. She thought that Mo Ling was in such a hurry to find herself, but she didn't expect that after listening to Mo Ling's complaints, it was just for this little thing just now.

"Haven't you understood? Fengyan that old guy is clearly using you. ”

Seeing such an indifferent look, Mo Ling was anxious. Why is this kid like this? If you don't know, forget it, how can you know that you are being used and still have such an attitude?

"Uncle Mo Ling, sit down and talk. ”

Prajna sat Mo Ling down before speaking slowly.

Although what the high priest said was a prevarication, it was not completely unreasonable. The Wind Tribe is indeed too far away from us, and the relocation of the Wind Tribe is time-consuming and laborious, not to mention, the people in the Wind Tribe will inevitably have some resistance in their hearts when they leave their hometowns. Besides, since the Wind Tribe has decided, can we still drive them away? Now that war is imminent, it is time to employ people. Driving them away would punish them, but what would we gain? That would only weaken our own power. Therefore, this is a situation in which cooperation is beneficial to both sides, and division is harmful to both. ”

Prajna tells the reason for doing so. It's not that she didn't see the rumors' little abacus, it's just that she is indifferent to fame and fortune by nature, and she doesn't want to worry more about such trivial things. And she saw the key to it.

"So you can see it all, and you still think about it so much?"

As soon as Prajna spoke, Mo Ling, who only listened, was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Praruo, who seemed to be indifferent to everything, would quietly think about this matter so thoroughly. For a while, a strange feeling surged in Mo Ling's heart, it turned out that Praruo didn't usually ask about things in the tribe not because she was not good at it, but because she didn't want to ask.

Lian Bo on the side was also surprised when he heard it. He had long known that Prajna would not be angry with the Wind Tribe over this, but he didn't expect Prajna to think about it so thoughtfully. Different from what Mo Ling thought in his heart, at this time, Lian Bo had a feeling that his own children had grown up. He was relieved to see all of this.

"Prajna happens to have some cultivation things that I don't understand very well, and it just so happens that the two uncles are here, so please give me some advice. ”

Seeing that neither of them raised any objections, Prajna smiled and raised some of the problems he encountered in his cultivation.

The three of them were discussing, and suddenly someone outside came to report, saying that it was the Han Wu Holy Son of the Han tribe who had visited. The three of them looked at each other, and Mo Ling was very curious about why the Holy Son of Han Wu suddenly came to visit, but both of them remembered Han Wu's words last night.

"Why don't I go and refuse for you, just say that you are cultivating divine arts, and you can't see guests for the time being. ”

Lian Bo groaned for a moment and said.

"Let's go and say it myself, the Han tribe is a big tribe, and it's not good to directly blow the face of their holy son. ”

Prajna, on the other hand, has other worries.

"But it's going to hurt you again. ”

Lian Bo knew what Panruo was worried about, and sighed secretly, he was so a big man, and he even had to worry about a little girl for them.

"It's okay, the Holy Son of Han Wu doesn't look like an unreasonable person either. I went and told him that he wouldn't be angry with us because of that. ”

Prajna smiled faintly. She was slowly changing, becoming more and more considerate of the tribe.

"Sister Pranya, I just heard that your morning is very lively, so I came over to take a look. ”

When Han Wu saw Prajna, he stepped forward and quipped.

"Let Brother Han Wu smile, it's just some family matters. ”

Praruo leaned over without a trace and said.

"Sister Praruo, are you free, why don't we go hunting outside the village?"

Han Wu didn't seem to see Prajna's movements, and said excitedly.

"This... war is imminent, and if you are seizing the time to cultivate divine arts, I'm afraid you won't be able to agree to Brother Han Wu. ”

Pranya said with a look of embarrassment.

"Well, well. It's still Sister Prajna who is diligent, unlike me who only knows how to hunt and play, so I'll come back to Sister Pranya later. ”

Han Wu said goodbye and left very interestingly. As Prajna said before, he is not a fool.

Praruo kept sending Han Wu out of the gate, and behind him, Mo Ling was still asking Lian Bo what was going on with this Han Wu Holy Son. After listening to Lian Bo's account of last night's incident, Mo Ling slapped his thigh and shouted regret, only saying that he should let Mo Xiang guard the door at home, so many gatherings of the Holy Son and Holy Maiden, he actually missed it.

"If the two uncles don't have anything else to do, then I'll go back to cultivating. ”

When Praruo came back from sending Han Wu back, he looked at Mo Lingwan, who patted his legs and shouted regret, and smiled.

Looking at the back of Praruo in the distance, Mo Lingzhi sighed that it was no wonder that Praruo was able to sing a complete 'hymn to life', and look at the diligence of other Praruo.

Lian Bo rolled his eyes when he listened. That's called talent, if time can make up for it, and those of them who have lived for thirty or forty years can't be everyone?