Chapter 084: Misfortune is not a one-way street

"Senior brother, have you ever been injured?" Mu Jinlan greeted her worriedly, her white clothes were as warm as jade, and after getting Mo Jingru's answer, she smiled at Shen Yuan in a soft tone: "Fortunately, with Master Shen, this fire can be extinguished as soon as possible, and fortunately, no one was injured." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info: "A smile and a smile are all styles."

Ling Motang touched his chin, immersed in Mu Jinlan's beauty and didn't want to extricate himself.

"Hmph, vixen." Qin Xue gritted her teeth and involuntarily clenched her palm, but her palm was still tightly pinching Ling Motang's wrist, and Ling Motang gasped: "It hurts my father!" In the next second, he shook his hand and shook Qin Xue's hand away.

"Ling Motang, you can have a snack." Qin Xue hated that iron could not become steel: "That's your sweetheart, why don't you care at all?" ”

"Shhhh Ling Motang immediately covered Qin Xue's mouth with his hand: "You just let me revel in unrequited love." ”

Qin Xue whimpered a few times, her eyes were disdainful, Ling Motang let go of his hand, looked at the demon beast that fell straight from the sky, and muttered: "Fire Light Beast." ”

Ling Motang just saw it in the "Demon Beast Identification Record" in the afternoon, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes at night, this fire beast weighs a hundred catties, the body is like a mouse but extremely huge, the hair is nearly one meter long, as thin as silk, it is said that its hair can be made into "fire raccoon cloth", and the body can walk freely in the fire without being scathed.

It's just that this Fire Light Beast should live on a volcano, how could it appear in the Flowing Cloud Sect, and it is still in the icy and snowy season of the Flowing Cloud Sect, you must know that the Fire Light Beast will die when it encounters water.

"The elders and the head of the house are here." Someone shouted, and the disciples stood up separately to make way for the elders.

Mu Su, the head of the Liuyun Sect, is a well-maintained man, he looks like he is in his thirties, his face is white and his facial features are upright, he can even be said to be handsome, a handsome uncle, and sure enough, a father with such a posture can give birth to such a stunning Mu Jinlan.

The head of the sect was followed by Elder Xuancang, the elder watched the old dragon bell slowly and leisurely walk to Shen Yuan, Ling Motang quietly asked Qin Xue: "These elders might as well take me into the Immortal Wind Dao Bone of the Flowing Cloud Sect......

"Ahem...... cough" Qin Xue coughed a few times, and secretly pulled Ling Motang's sleeve behind her back, Ling Motang looked behind her with some wonder, wow, when did Qinghua, the old Taoist priest of the library stand behind her silently?

"Hey, hey." Ling Motang immediately changed his expression and forced a smile: "Dao Chang is good." ”

"This is Elder Tsinghua." Qin Xue continued to pull Ling Motang's sleeve, and then saluted Elder Qinghua: "Elder, please." Qin Xue stepped aside, took the opportunity to pull Ling Motang aside, let Elder Qinghua go over first, and then muttered into Ling Motang's ear: "Don't you look at Elder Qinghua's old way, he is the most profound and the highest elder in our Liuyun Sect, even the head of the sect has to call him uncle." ”

Ling Motang held her forehead and sighed, she regretted it. She must have known that Elder Qinghua was so big, and she must be as flattering as she is, coaxing the old man to be happy, and her life in Liuyun Sect in the future will definitely be like a fish in water.

"Xiao Lingzi, come here." Elder Qinghua suddenly turned around and beckoned Ling Motang to come over, and he did call out a kind of taste of the master being called the little eunuch.

Ling Motang tightened his face, and immediately went up the steps, and suddenly thought of something and returned to Qin Xue with a confident look, and strode forward: Finally, it is my turn to slap the saddle before and after the horse to behave well.

Ling Motang rubbed his hands: "Elder, if you have any orders, just say it." Enthusiastic, Elder Qinghua smiled without saying a word with a knowing expression, and Ling Motang continued to sing regardless of it: "Elder, you are really timely. ”

"Huh?" Elder Qinghua pinched his beard and reminded: "The fire was already extinguished when I came. ”

Ah, how did this sycophant slap the horse's legs, Ling Motang's eyes rolled: No, I have to change the way again, and smiled at Elder Qinghua: "You don't need to make a move on this fire, you use a knife to kill chickens, you are a master and just need to sit and watch." ”

Elder Qinghua's face was full of red light, although there was no obvious smile on his face, but his heart was very comfortable, thinking that this little thing was really comfortable to talk to.

"Brush brush" The people around him cast shameless glances at Ling Motang, and their eyes revealed three words: sycophant.

Ling Motang seemed to be infected by Mo Jingru and also began to cough dryly: "Good master, Elder Xuancang is good ......" asked all the way, the surroundings were silent, and the atmosphere was very serious.

Ling Motang was a little embarrassed, and stood with her head shrinking, but Shen Yuan looked at her intentionally or unintentionally with a dark and uncertain gaze.

If he hadn't wanted to maintain a good image in front of the elders, Ling Motang would have taken off his shoes and slapped Shen Yuan's cold face: Look at your grandmother's legs!

"All the sacrificial runes have been burned, and they will be used tomorrow, how is this good?" Elder Xuancang asked the master.

"A corner of the library has been destroyed, how can the scriptures and books in it be replaced?" Uncle Lu Yan, the steward of the Library Pavilion, asked the master.

"Dad, the inspection found that there were seven destroyed houses, where are those disciples settled tonight?" Mu Jinlan asked the master.

Ling Motang sighed sincerely: It's not easy to be in charge.

The head of the sect bowed his hand to Elder Qinghua again: "Uncle Shi, what do you think?" ”

Ling Motang sighed again: In fact, it is not easy for Elder Tsinghua.

Elder Qinghua looked around, he looked at Ling Motang with burning eyes, his face was smiling and looking very kind, but Ling Motang had a feeling that something was wrong.

"Xiao Lingzi, what do you think?" Elder Qinghua felt that Ling Motang's girl was really funny, and he couldn't help but want to hear her opinion.

I beep you XX, Ling Motang burst into tears, and his heart was galloping: I was wrong, the most difficult person is me!

Ling Motang said serious nonsense: "If only the snow on the library pavilion is not cleared, the snow around the altar is not cleared." "In fact, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too clean, a few days ago, it snowed for the first time since the beginning of winter in Liuyun Sect, and the person in charge also asked Ling Motang, who had nothing to do all day, to help clear the snow, and it was a whole day to sweep it, and the abused leg hurt and the neck was sore.

Elder Tsinghua: ......

All of them:......

Shen Yuan said painlessly: "Nonsense." ”

Ling Motang: You can do it!

Of course, Ling Motang knew that she was talking nonsense, but what other opinion could she express besides these.

"Whose disciple are you?" The head of the sect is very serious, when did there become another madman full of nonsense in the Liuyun Sect.

Ling Motang truthfully said: "I am a new outer disciple. ”

The head of the house pondered for a moment: "In the future, you will be responsible for cleaning the altar alone." ”

What?!

"The books damaged by the Library Pavilion are up to you to go to the Lonely Book Pavilion to find the originals, and then transcribe a copy and put them in the Library Pavilion." Elder Qinghua added another fire, thinking about what Ling Motang said before, he felt that well, this child is true and sincere, and he wants to reward her "well".

Ling Motang's delicate body was shocked and wanted to cry without tears: What is the situation, who did I recruit to provoke whom, why did a large group of bigwigs take me under the knife? I can't live this day, what is the reason!