Ling Motang now has confidence, after all, no matter how poor her cultivation is, she is about to break through the foundation, and it is not much different from Mu Jinlan's cultivation, but she may not be as skilled as these so-called uncles in terms of moves. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, it doesn't matter, after she really becomes an inner disciple, she will make a splash and let those self-righteous inner disciples see what talent is and what is unique.

"It's not too early, I apologize and say goodbye." Ling Motang's expression was calm, he flicked his hem, his movements were smooth, his long legs walked out of the crowd directly, his long hair was slightly lifted by the road wind, his back was straight, and his walking posture was chic.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and turned back to everyone: "I have never known Lord Shen Zhuang, I only know Shen Yuan." ”

Those who respectfully call Shen Yuan the owner of the village position themselves as inferior to Shen Yuan, and Ling Motang directly calls Shen Yuan by his name, that is, he has never looked down on himself, nor has he regarded Shen Yuan as high, she has never been humble to Shen Yuan, but regards the other party as a person who stands on the same class as her.

After Ling Motang left, the crowd was mixed.

Someone said: "This outer disciple is too arrogant, he is simply unpopular." ”

But someone else said: "I appreciate the chic and uninhibited demeanor." ”

Someone sneered disdainfully: "Senior Brother Li, I'm afraid I'm blinded by Ling Motang's appearance." ”

Someone retorted: "My disciple of the Liuyun Sect should be like Ling Motang who is neither humble nor arrogant, and fight according to reason, even if he is not defeated by the opponent's strength, he will not lose his momentum." ”

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The disciples in the inner gate actually began to argue about what kind of person Ling Motang was, so Ling Motang, who was quite popular in the outer gate, now her name was launched in the inner gate again.

Mu Jinlan lost her momentum in front of Ling Motang, and she was unwilling to do so, but with so many senior brothers and sisters present, she had to pretend to be gentle: "Senior brothers, please forget today's matter, Mo Tang is an outer disciple after all, if her confrontation with your senior brothers and sisters today is known by the elders, I am afraid that the elders will greatly discount her image, which will also affect his entry into the inner gate." ”

"If you want me to say, Senior Sister Mu is a good person, and she is still thinking about others after being wronged, hey, ......" The person who was arguing endlessly was said by Mu Jinlan with a few words, like grass on the wall, and fell to Mu Jinlan again.

The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only Mu Jinlan and Mo Jingru in the empty venue.

Mo Jingru said with concern: "Senior sister, you have been wronged. ”

"Senior brother, where is it, you and I, as the chief disciples of the Liuyun Sect, naturally have to tolerate the mistakes of other disciples, how can there be any grievances." Mu Jinlan smiled gently.

Mo Jingru's heart moved: Yes, it was Mu Jinlan who was so gentle and kind, so he poured his heart into her.

"Let's go." Mo Jingru smiled softly and left side by side with Mu Jinlan.

With the departure of Mu Jinlan and Mo Jingru, Song Bo walked out of the canteen, and as soon as Ling Motang came out of the canteen and met Mo Jingru and Mu Jinlan, he witnessed everything that happened.

Ben saw that Ling Motang was being talked about by so many inner disciples, and he wanted to come forward to help this little girl, but he didn't expect that this Ling Motang was cunning and ruthless, not only slapped the face of the daughter of the head of the sect, but also gained momentum for himself.

If this Ling Motang's cultivation is better, I am afraid that there will be another rebellious disciple who seems to be free and easy in the Liuyun Sect.

This is the luck of the Flowing Cloud Sect, but at the same time, it is also the misfortune of the current old Flowing Cloud Sect.

【2】

Shen Yuanjing sat in the Mochizuki Gaojiao attic directly opposite the cafeteria and sipped, unsurprisingly taking in the noisy scene below just now, he put down the cup in his hand, a smile grew on his lips, and his phoenix eyes looked at Ling Motang's slow back from afar, this person was really unkind.

"I don't know Master Shen Zhuang, I only know Shen Yuan."

He heard this sentence sincerely, and at that moment there was a slight inexplicable warmth in his heart.

Everyone regarded him as the awe-inspiring Hades King, as the high-ranking Shen Zhuang Master, only Ling Motang didn't care, she was on an equal footing with her, and she didn't cast awe or weird eyes on him.

Shen Yuan came down from the Moon Tower and deliberately fought opposite Ling Motang.

Ling Motang glanced at Shen Yuan, and walked directly past him without even saying hello, Shen Yuan's phoenix eyes pierced slightly, but his right hand was already clasped on Ling Motang's left wrist, preventing Ling Motang from leaving.

"What are you doing?" Ling Motang wanted to swallow her anger today, no matter what others said, he didn't care, but someone mentioned Shen Yuan, which made her unable to calm down, and she also tore her face with Mo Jingru and Mu Jinlan in front of people.

Now, her reputation among the inner disciples of the Liuyun Sect must be extremely bad.

However, all this is because of Shen Yuan, the depression in his heart has not dissipated, but this time, the main master has come to the door.

"Angry?" Shen Yuan regretted a little after saying this, first, this was asking knowingly, and second, how could he feel that he was caring about Ling Motang?

Ling Motang turned to look at Shen Yuan: "It's your business." ”

For Shen Yuan, Ling Motang's attitude has never been so bad as this time.

Shen Yuan frowned slightly, and the action of buttoning Ling Motang's wrist was heavier, Ling Motang bit his lip and didn't say a word, staring at Shen Yuan with peach blossom eyes, his eyes were resentful but more aggrieved.

This Shen Yuan is really not a thing.

It was he who said "I don't like you" in person, but now he came to provoke her again, it was too cheap.

To say that she herself is cheap, she was woken up by Shen Yuan's ruthless words, but when she saw Shen Yuan's eyes, she felt aggrieved and wanted to cry?

Shen Yuan saw that Ling Motang was twisting his eyebrows due to pain, and immediately lightened the force in his hand, and said helplessly: "You can't talk well." There was a bit of pampering in his tone.

Ling Motang smirked: "Naturally, what good words does Master Shen want to hear?" ”

Shen Yuan let go of Ling Motang's wrist, and when he heard Ling Motang call him "Master Shen Zhuang", his heart was a little unhappy, but he still looked tepid: "It's okay usually." ”

As long as you get along as you normally would.

"Oh, then I see." Ling Motang nodded and approached Shen Yuan: "Shen Yuan, you poor worm." There was some pink around her peach eyes, as if she was going to cry.

Shen Yuan did not retreat because of Ling Motang's sudden approach, and looked at Ling Motang, who was less than a palm away from the tip of his nose.

"You're obviously lonely, but you always have to pretend to be indifferent and upright." Ling Motang was blunt, his light brown eyes were bright and sharp for a moment: "It's okay usually?" So, I think, you should be happy when you chat with me, are you rarely seen a person like me who doesn't know the height of the sky, has no distinction between dignity and inferiority, and is open-mouthed, so you are willing to listen to me and talk to me, in fact, it is because you are afraid of loneliness, fear and quiet, Shen Yuan, you said that you are not pitiful, afraid of being seen through, so you hide all your emotions. ”