Ling Motang looked depressed - he was invited out of the cafeteria again, this is not the first time, Song Bo took the sweeping tool and swept it at her feet, and while sweeping her out, his mouth was broken: "Look at it, how dirty I am here, if you put a bunch of things indiscriminately, it will be even more messy, go quickly, don't hinder me from cleaning up, the young people now are just unreliable......"

Ling Motang: ......

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Ling Motang jumped down from the steps one by one bored, the cyan outer disciple uniform was a little big on her body, she thought the sleeves were wide, so she rolled up all the sleeves, revealing her white wrists, and the light yarn on the hem swayed one after the other with the beating of her footsteps, which was originally elegant, but it was too long, and sometimes she would step on the hem, so she directly folded the hem to the belt, revealing the green boots on her feet.

The elegant and agile sect clothes were a little more capable by her tossing, plus she thought the hair of the ancients was too troublesome, so she simply learned the man's hair accessories and pulled her hair half-up, so with a neutral door dress, she lived like a raunchy Taoist.

Every time the people around her said that her raunchy white color blinded her beautiful face, but she was never a person who paid attention to appearance, she only paid attention to comfort.

Moreover, if a woman is a confidant, she doesn't think she has a confidant.

She jumped down and walked down, and when she was halfway there, she froze in place, because Mo Jingru and Mu Jinlan were walking side by side under the steps, and the direction they were going was the road of Yanwutang.

Mu Jinlan turned her head slightly and saw Ling Motang standing on the steps without moving, smiled at Ling Motang, and reminded Mo Jingru to stop and signal him to look at Ling Motang.

Ling Motang stubbornly walked down the steps, and greeted Mu Jinlan and Mo Jingru: "Hello two uncles." ”

Mu Jinlan behaved elegantly, her fingers hooked the broken hair around her ears, her willow eyes were slender and scorched, and her full lips pursed into a smile: "Senior nephew, just came out of the cafeteria?" ”

Ling Motang was a little embarrassed, now is not the point to eat, her swaggering out of the cafeteria will inevitably make people misunderstand, she is lazy eating and drinking in the cafeteria.

"I'll send something to Uncle Song." She explained with a smile on her face, as if there was no dislike between her and Mu Jinlan because of the matter under the Divine Pillar.

On that day, Mu Jinlan tore through the disguise and threatened to nip Ling Motang in the bud, her beautiful face was hateful because of anger and jealousy, but after that night, Mu Jinlan was the usual beautiful and gentle appearance, white clothes were not stained with wind and dust, and she did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Now that she meets Ling Motang again, she can still smile generously and kindly at Ling Motang.

In fact, Mu Jinlan hopes that Ling Motang will hold a grudge against her, and not give her a good look in front of others, so that everyone will stand on her side to accuse Ling Motang of being vulgar and arrogant, and there will even be people who will complain for her: saying that Ling Motang is ungrateful, Mu Jinlan protected Ling Motang so much at the beginning, but now Ling Motang has received the favor of the elders and begins to look down on Mu Jinlan.

However, Ling Motang did not do what she envisioned.

It seemed that Ling Motang didn't go in the direction she wanted things to develop, and all of this made Mu Jinlan hate Ling Motang from the bottom of her heart.

Ling Motang didn't think as much as Mu Jinlan thought, if she didn't look at the people in her eyes, she wouldn't care about what the other party did at all, and she wouldn't let her emotions be affected by the other party's hostility.

Obviously, there is no place for Mu Jinlan in her eyes.

"Congratulations to my nephew for entering the third layer of Qi training." Mo Jingru didn't see any discordant factors between Ling Motang and Mu Jinlan anyway, in his concept, Mu Jinlan has always been kind and generous, and since Ling Motang was like a Flowing Cloud Sect, she has always taken care of Ling Motang, so Mo Jingru preconceived that the relationship between Ling Motang and Mu Jinlan was excellent, and Ling Motang should be grateful to Mu Jinlan.

Ling Motang naturally didn't know what Mo Jingru thought of her relationship with Mu Jinlan, and replied politely: "Compared with the cultivation of the uncles, Mo Tang's cultivation is simply a joke. ”

Mu Jinlan held Ling Motang's hand affectionately, and said with relief: "Don't be discouraged, senior nephew, you have just entered the flowing clouds, and when you enter the inner gate in the future, you will definitely make progress under the guidance of your master." "The voice is soft, the tongue dances between the teeth, and the romantic music reaches the human ear.

I enjoyed listening to Mu Jinlan's voice, and it was even more enjoyable to see Mu Jinlan's appearance and elegant manners and proper attire.

Ling Motang quietly withdrew his hand from Mu Jinlan's hand and said flatly: "Thank you, uncle." ”

Mo Jingru frowned slightly, he felt that Ling Motang's reaction was a little too common, and he was a little unfamiliar with Mu Jinlan's tone, saying that he was thanking, but he couldn't hear the thanks from her voice at all.

Mu Jinlan frowned, and her voice was aggrieved: "Mo Tang, aren't you still angry with me because of that night?" ”

Ling Motang sneered in her heart, could she do it?

"I also thought about the safety of the Liuyun Sect, and the behavior of my nephew that night was really suspicious, so I wronged my nephew." Mu Jinlan frowned, Mo Jingru's heart moved, and he also explained to Ling Motang: "Mo Tang, Jin Lan has always taken care of you, and you Mo misunderstood Jin Lan because of this matter, which affected the affection between you. ”

Ling Motang wanted to roar: What a fart!

This Mo Jingru doesn't look like a brainless person, why is she so blind that she thinks she has a good relationship with Mu Jinlan?

"That's what Uncle Shi said." Ling Motang crooked his hair and smiled, and the little pear vortex was pleasing in an instant, not angry at all because of Mu Jinlan's pretense and Mo Jingru's help.

"No, Mo Tang, you still have a misunderstanding about me." Mu Jinlan was even more weak, and Liu Ye's eyes seemed to be overflowing with moisture: "If you didn't misunderstand me, how could you say me in front of Senior Sister Zhuohua, now, Senior Sister Zhuohua is not as affectionate as I used to be, and she even had a dispute with me for you, of course, Senior Sister Zhuohua was very unkind to you before, and now she is willing to be friendly with you, and I am also happy for you." ”

Hold the grass!

Ling Motang really wanted to give Mu Jinlan a clap, what he said was really level.

This clearly means that there is something in the words, saying that Ling Motang provoked the feelings between her and Su Zhuohua, and played right and wrong between the two, causing the break between Mu Jinlan and Su Zhuohua.

Mo Jingru's IQ was online at this time, and he cast an inquiring and dissatisfied gaze at Ling Motang.

Ling Motang scratched his earlobe and smiled at Mo Jingru: "Uncle Shi, if you have something to say, I don't understand your eyes too well." ”