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Luan Tian came to the gate of Qingyun Sect as usual, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect greeted as usual, talked as usual, sat and waited as usual, and never returned as usual.

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In these six days, Luan Tian's mood has gone through a process from loss to incomprehension, from incomprehension to annoyance, from annoyance to contemplation. Now, on the contrary, his mood has become calmer.

He wanted to know why, and wanted to explore the cause and effect behind it. This can be said to be a kind of stubbornness, but it can also be said to be a kind of tenacity.

On the seventh day, after the disciples of the Qingyun Sect returned to the sect, Luan Tian sat quietly next to the stone gate.

An hour later, three people walked out of the Qingyun Sect, and the three of them were arguing about something as they walked. Gradually getting closer, Luan Tian could see clearly, and the people walking in front were two young girls.

The one in the front is dressed in purple, similar in age to himself, with delicate facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, blazing, long eyelashes, cherry mouth, round face, pointed down, and a red beauty mole at the center of the eyebrows, bright color, very good-looking.

followed by a young girl dressed in yellow, the same age as the woman in purple, with apricot eyes, melon seed face, light eyebrows, and pink eyebrows, which is also very refined at a glance.

Behind the two of them, followed by a young man in black clothes, who followed closely behind the two in front of him with small steps, and kept shouting:

"Senior Sister in Purple, Senior Sister in Purple, you wait for me! Why do you go so fast! ”

"You're so annoying! Don't follow! I was ordered by my master to go to Qingzhou Mansion to buy some items, and you didn't go to help the second master take care of the affairs of the peak, what are you doing with us?! ”

"Master, he is in retreat, I have the final say in the affairs of the peak, I can go wherever I like, no one dares to care!"

"But if you follow us, I'll take care of it! You are not allowed to follow again!! ”

"Don't, Senior Sister in Purple, you look so beautiful, what if you meet a bad guy? With me by my side, I can protect your personal safety! ”

"Just you?! Save it..."

The woman in purple said as she walked, her face covered with frost, and the woman in yellow didn't say a word, just covered her mouth and chuckled. The three of them were noisy and noisy, and gradually approached the stone gate.

"Yikes! There's a little brother here, and he's still a handsome guy! Do you dare to make a bet with me? ”

"Why don't you dare! How to bet, you say! ”

The man in black looked displeased when he heard Ziyi's words, glared at Luan Tian and said.

"Let this little brother give a judgment."

After the purple cloth finished speaking, without waiting for the man in black to answer, he walked straight to Luan Tian's side and asked softly:

"Little brother, what's your name? Are you here to learn from a teacher? Why didn't any sect disciples come to lead you in? ”

After a series of questions, Luan Tian hurriedly got up, his face flushed slightly, and said in a low voice:

"In Xia Luantian, I just want to worship the sect to learn art, and many senior brothers have asked questions, and they haven't replied to me yet."

"That's right... It's a little weird..."

The purple clothes twisted their pretty faces lightly and pondered slightly.

"By the way, junior brother Luan Tian, you give us a review. Our sisters obeyed the teacher's order to go down the mountain to buy things, this person named Lin Ning was cheeky and insisted on pestering us to go with us, do you think this is inappropriate? ”

Ziyi asked like this, in fact, there was some cleverness in it, no matter whether Luan Tian answered "yes" or "no", she could pick up the stubble immediately.

Luan Tian immediately understood his situation, but he couldn't help but answer. He looked at Ziyi, and then at Li Ning behind her. Li Ning squeezed his eyes at him at this time, and the meaning was of course obvious.

"I don't dare to say it, but this matter is indeed ...

"Lining! You saw it! Even this little junior brother thinks it's inappropriate for you to be so dead-skinned, what else do you have to say?! ”

The speed at which Ziyi answered the phone was beyond Luan Tian's imagination, and Li Ning was also stunned at the beginning, speechless.

"Humph! A little junior brother shouted, he hasn't entered the sect yet! If you don't go, you won't go! Oh, I'm so kind..."

Li Ning's face was gloomy, he first glared at Luan Tian, then turned his head to look at Ziyi with a look of grievance and flattery.

"Ruchun, let's go!"

Ziyi ignored Li Ning, made a grimace at Luan Tian, pulled up the woman in yellow and walked out of the mountain gate quickly.

Luan Tian stared blankly at the backs of the two leaving, and then looked back at Li Ning, who was staring out, and smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking:

"Who are these people from Qingyun Sect?! Except for those who come to fool me again and again, they trap me in front of me! Ahh ”

Luan Tian was bitter in his heart, and he looked at Li Ning with a wry smile on his face. Suddenly, he found that a trace of murderous intent flashed in Li Ning's gloomy gaze, and one hand was slowly raised, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

At this moment, Ziyi, who had just stepped out of the stone gate, stopped his figure and said loudly to Luan Tian:

"Senior Brother Luantian, thank you! I'll come back to see you, if you're missing a hair, I won't let go of the people who trouble you! ”

"Remember, my name is Purple Clothes!"

To remember a person is to remember a story,

To forget a person is to forget a past.

Perhaps, just one sentence will remember a person. This life is entangled and coiled in our hearts, and what lingers is precisely the ignorant, hazy and youthful memories of those years.

After speaking, Ziyi pulled Ruchun and walked down the mountain.

"Humph!!"

Li Ning squeezed out a cold snort from between his snort and the root of his teeth, flicked his sleeves and turned around, and returned to the sect. After taking a few steps, he looked back at Luan Tian, his face was indifferent, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Luan Tian shook his head slightly, the matter had come to this, but he felt that there was nothing to be afraid of. Although he is a little innocent, he really can't get used to acting like Li Ning, he has not been a timid person since he was a child.

So, he sat down where he was. Although he already had a hunch that he might not return today, he still wanted to persevere until the end.

As expected, he didn't wait for the disciples who came to lead him into the sect, but a few hours later, the purple clothes who returned brought him back a lot of things.

There was a big bag of beef in sauce, a pot of old wine, and a brand new outfit.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Ziyi."

Luan Tian took these handed over by Ziyi, bowed his head and said, a warm current in his heart spontaneously appeared. Since childhood, no one has ever bought clothes for himself except for his grandfather and mother. For him who is now down, these things sent by Ziyi are exactly what he needs.

"Don't say that, I'm a little sorry for you, thank you so much today! Li Ning's small belly chicken intestines, he is not difficult for you! ”

"No, it's okay, Senior Sister Ziyi."

Luan Tian raised his head and looked at the purple clothes with a fearless look of perseverance.

"By the way, you've been here for days? Do you know the reason why the sect has been delaying accepting you? ”

"I've been here for seven days, and I don't know why I'm ・・・・・"

"This matter is a little strange, my sect recruits disciples, the requirements are not strict, wait for me to go back and ask the master, don't worry, after I have the news, I will tell you."

"Then thank you Senior Sister Ziyi."

Luan Tian hugged his fist at Ziyi, Ziyi waved his hand, signaling him not to be polite, and then shouted Ruchun to walk towards the sect.

Luan Tian watched their figures disappear before turning around and going down the mountain, and in his heart, a purple shadow quietly imprinted.