Zixian couldn't help frowning as she looked at Zi Ling's performance.

When Na Lanxin heard Zi Ling say this, her body shook reflexively, bit her lip, and finally didn't dare to say anything. But the ridicule of the surrounding sisters was like a sharp knife piercing her heart, making her feel painful, but she couldn't avoid it.

Although he and this Moziling are both Murong Xingyun's apprentices, there is such a huge difference in status and strength. In front of her, she was as powerless as an ant, letting her trample her body and dignity under her feet over and over again.

No, I, Lan Xin, are unwilling, why should I let her bully? One day, I must make your Mozi spirit die a bad death!

"Senior Sister Lan Xin, come and sit down." Lin Muyu saw that Lan Xin was excluded by Ziling and others, and remembered that she herself had been treated coldly after Ye Zhiqiu was detained, and she felt sympathy, so she greeted.

Lan Xin was stunned for a moment, and a touch of emotion crossed her heart. It's been so long, and it's the first time I've gotten the warmth from my sisters...... Especially in this isolated situation, this kind of warmth is like a flame in the cold winter, which makes people cherish and cherish.

smiled gratefully at Lin Muyu, and was about to take a step.

"If you dare to go, just go straight to Luomu Xiaoran." He Jinxiu said without being salty.

"I ......" Lan Xin paused in fright, neither to go, nor to stay.

Qu Yi couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a low voice: "Master, is Emei bullying new disciples like this?" In this way, it is better to be free. ”

Zixian scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, what bullying doesn't bully, maybe there is a hidden secret." ”

"Originally, Master, look at it, what is this not bullying?" Qu Yi said dissatisfied, "That little girl is so thin and weak, and her breath is also very vain, it looks like she has just recovered from her illness, and they really can't bear it." ”

Zixian ignored him and turned his head to look in the direction of his master.

The dumb aunt glared at Qu Yi, and also turned her head to look away. In her opinion, everything the Master said was right. Master said that if there is a hidden secret, there must be a hidden secret.

At this time, those elders all returned to their apprentices, and were toasted by the apprentices in turn. Although the elders complained that their apprentices were neither big nor small, they happily drank all the wine they had toasted. For a while, the scene was staggered and lively.

On the other hand, the condensation frost is cold. Although some of the elder's disciples will also pay homage to the master, but it is not her own apprentice after all, although she is respectful, there is always something missing.

A rising full moon crept up into the night sky from the sky, at first it was only red, the color was very dim, and gradually, the clear light became more and more abundant, and finally it was like a huge silver plate, reflecting the earth brightly.

I drank a little too much of the condensation cream, and my cheeks were flushed with drunkenness. Seeing this, a pink-clothed disciple walked over and said in a low voice, "Master, is this year's Kong Ming Lantern still open?" ”

"Why don't you let it go? Of course you have to put. Go get the lights. "Condensation Frost's voice is a little sluggish, but his mind is still clear.

The disciples have become accustomed to this situation, and in the past three years, the head of the sect will get drunk every Mid-Autumn Festival, and every time he will put a Kong Ming lantern. Therefore he did not hesitate and immediately took the order and left.

Murong Xingyun walked out of the encirclement of many apprentices, sat down beside Condensation Frost and called softly, "Senior sister......"

"Yes, senior sister." Condensation answered, picked up the glass, and drank it with a tilt of his neck.

"Senior sister, don't drink it, you've drunk too much." Murong Xingyun suppressed the hand of the condensation frost who wanted to continue pouring the wine and persuaded.

"This wine is not bad for the body...... Just once a year, you just let me indulge for a while. "The condensation cream rarely showed a hint of softness.

"Senior sister, why are you bothering, don't you want to accept another apprentice?" Murong Xingyun couldn't remember the first time he persuaded his junior sister to accept another apprentice.

"No one is better than Xian'er......" Condensation Frost shook his head, broke away from Murong Xingyun's hand, and filled himself with another glass.

At this time, the pink-clothed disciple had already brought Kong Ming's lantern. The one-person-tall Kong Ming lantern is made of snow-white silk paper, and the corners are also outlined with delicate patterns. But the lamp was blank, and there was no drawing or writing.

Condensation Frost's figure was a little unstable, and he walked to Kong Ming's lantern in a leisurely manner, took a purple bamboo wolf pen from the pink-clothed disciple's hand, took a deep breath, and began to write on the lamp.

"Fairy and my disciple, seeing the words is like meeting. I haven't seen him for three years, and I miss my teacher very much. The blue sky is like a curtain, the bright moon is like a complaint, and it is not too late to ......"

When Zixian saw this scene, he was moved and sorry in his heart. After explaining to the two apprentices and letting them stay where they were, he quietly slipped off the roof.

After a few ups and downs, he came to a secluded corner of the back mountain, and just wanted to fly up to the sky with a large Ling Bo microstep, but he suddenly heard a terrible wail from under the cliff.

"Let me out! Whining...... I know it's wrong! Senior sister of the head of the family forgive Qiu'er, please ......"

"Condensation Frost, you slut, do this to me for a few disciples! Master, her old man will not let you go! ”

"Senior sister, you save me, save me......"

Zixian was shocked in his heart, this person could it be the former Elder Ye Zhiqiuye? I heard that she was imprisoned in the back mountain, but I never saw her.

Hearing that she insulted her master, Zixian wanted to shut her up forever, but when she thought that her master still cared about her, she gave up.

Ignoring Ye Zhiqiu's wail, Zixian took a big Ling Bo microstep, and his figure slowly floated up, flying higher and higher, flying faster and faster, and soon flew to the top of the Qing Ming.

At this time, Condensation Frost had already written a letter to Zixian, and released the Kong Ming lantern with his own hands. Watching the Kong Ming lantern, which carried his longing for his beloved, staggered into the night sky, Condensation Frost sighed, sat back in his seat, and began to drink glass after glass again.

"Master, how do I feel that a white shadow crossed just now?" A disciple who had been staring at the sky in a daze muttered to his master.

"Where?"

"It's heaven."

"Good apprentice, have you drunk too much?" When the master stroked the apprentice's cheek, "Sure enough, I drank too much." Don't drink it anymore. ”

"Master, give me another drink, just one ......"

"No, I can't. Although this wine is good, you should not drink too much. ”

Zixian kept staring at the movement of the Kong Ming lantern, and when he saw that it was flying at a similar height, he dodged into it and snuffed out the flame at the bottom of the lamp.

After a flicker of condensation, he saw that the Kong Ming lantern, which could still faintly see the light just now, suddenly went out, his heart tightened, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Can't I even send a letter to my apprentice?" ”