Chapter Seventy-Three: The Suppressed Fairy Mountain
Qian Yan already had an idea in his heart, and said, "Start with that sword." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Sword?" Ye Long was a little puzzled.
Qian Yan continued, "That's a sword, Liu Siyao is just an ordinary disciple. ”
Ye Long asked, "Maybe it's because of her good family background." ”
"Just look it up." After Qianyan finished speaking, he stared straight at his master, it seemed that he was planning to let his master check it.
As soon as Ye Long looked at his eyes, he knew that "yes, this errand has fallen on me again." ”
After discussing with Qianyan, he said, "It's good to check tomorrow." ”
Qianyan only replied lightly, "Late will change." ”
Ye Long had no choice but to move himself, but he had to be old and strong, but he went to do errands.
Since Chang Qingqing's place, Qiuyue is telling Chang Qingqing the latest news she has heard at this time.
"Senior sister, that Liu Siyao has been imprisoned in the torture hall." Qiu Yue said, but she was worried in her heart, for fear of being found out.
Chang Qingqing was pruning a pot of moon flowers she raised, and she didn't panic at all, after all, what she arranged was not revealed at all, and someone would naturally carry the black pot in this matter.
The sharp scissors clamped on the flower branch, and with the slightest force of her hand, the flower that bloomed just right would become a dead thing.
Qiu Yue's eyes were always on Chang Qingqing's hand, seeing that the other party's hand was forced, the moon flower did not fall off accidentally, and Qiu Yue only felt a sense of panic.
Chang Qingqing put down the scissors, walked to the window and sat down, poured two cups of steaming tea, and beckoned Qiu Yue to sit down.
Qiu Yue sat down uneasily, but she was trembling.
Chang Qingqing looked at her and said with a smile, "Senior sister, are you afraid of me?" ”
Qiu Yue shook her head, but her look and actions had betrayed her.
Chang Qingqing handed over the teacup, "Come, junior sister, drink tea." ”
Qiu Yue took the teacup under Chang Qingqing's gaze, but it spilled a little because of the trembling of her hands, and the hot water dripped on Qiu Yue's hands, making her heart extremely flustered.
Chang Qingqing spoke to herself, "Senior sister, since you went up the mountain and were accepted as a disciple by the master, you have always been friendly with me, and you are also respectful and obedient to me, and the senior sister has always liked you." ”
Qiu Yue drank tea without knowing the taste, and her sister's words also evoked her memories, if it weren't for that incident, maybe her senior sister would always be the best and most perfect sister in her heart, or if Mao Qing hadn't come to this fairy spirit mountain, then everything might not change.
Chang Qingqing looked at Qiu Yue in a daze and continued, "In the future, Senior Sister will also like you very much." ”
After Qiu Yue heard her words, she had goosebumps all over her body, put down the teacup and said, "Senior sister, the tea is finished, I'll go down first." ”
"Okay." Chang Qingqing did not continue to keep her.
Qiu Yue hurried away like a stunned amnesty.
After she left, Chang Qingqing picked up the teacup that Qiu Yue had drunk with her slender hand, her eyes were vicious, "Senior sister will be grateful to you." ”
Chang Qingqing said, the purple light flashed in his hand, and the teacup shattered into powder and fell on the table, and then Chang Qingqing got up and sprinkled the powder into the Yueji flower pot.
The disciples in the square were still training as usual, but they all had heavy faces, and there was no new news about the matter of the Immortal Ascension Competition, everyone only knew that Mao Qing was still sleeping on Xiangyang Mountain, and Liu Siyao was imprisoned in the torture hall.
Xue Ningshan has been staying here recently, looking at the disciples who are cultivating, the atmosphere of Xianling Mountain is suddenly suppressed.
Sakura sat on the edge of the bed day and night guarding the green, and even forgot to drink the wine.
Seeing her like this, I remembered that I was really happy that my master was my own master, but now it seems that Mao Qing should be very happy with him.
Xiu Hehe is taking a light and elegant route today, the beauty is stunning, and heavy makeup is always appropriate.
"She'll wake up in a few days, she's too weak, you don't have to worry." Xiu Hehe's tone was a little irritable.
Seeing the appearance of the sky about to fall at the Sakura Festival, she was upset.
As soon as Zhen Juese was about to help, a disciple came to spread the word, saying that there was a disciple named Nanzhu at the foot of the mountain who came to ask for a meeting.
Xiu Hehe looked at Sakura and waited for him to make a decision, and only after seeing Sakura nodding his head, he said, "Bring her up." ”
After a while, Nanzhu limped in, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help, and Nanzhu glanced at her gratefully.
"The disciple pays homage to the Sakura Sacrifice Venerable and cultivates the Master Hehe." After Nanzhu entered the house, he saluted the cherry blossom festival and Xiu Hehe.
Xiu He He looked at her inconvenient look, and waved his hand, "Excuse me." “
Zhen Jue Se helped Nanzhu to walk to the bed, Nanzhu looked at the green lying on the bed, his eyes were closed, his face was still a little pale, and the tears flowed out uncontrollably, but he couldn't hold back and didn't make a sound.
When she cried, no one spoke, the atmosphere was dull, and Xiu Hehe quietly drank wine one after another.
Zhen Juese took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears for Nanzhu, and the cherry blossom festival still didn't change.
Nanzhu stayed here for a day, and in the end, her body couldn't support it, and she was sent back by Zhen Jiao, after all, she hadn't fully recovered.
Zhen Juese sent Nanzhu back to the ordinary disciple's residence, comforted her and said, "Don't worry, with me and Master, she will definitely be fine, you take care of yourself." Looking at this simple and clean room, he asked with some concern, "Can someone take care of you?" ”
Nanzhu shook his head, and said in a somewhat bitter voice, "I am introverted and don't interact with people, only Mao Qing is willing to befriend me." ”
Hearing her say this, she patted her shoulder with one hand, and stretched out her fingers to pick her bangs and said, "You still have my friend." ”
Nanzhu listened to her sincerity, and was moved to tears, really stunning to see her crying, and said helplessly, "Let's not cry, okay." ”
"Hmm." Nanzhu nodded, but couldn't stop crying because of joy.
After saying goodbye to Nanzhu, she had been thinking about this crying woman, came to Xiu Hehe, hung her legs for the other party, and said writhingly, "Master, the disciple has something to ask you." ”
Xiu Hehe half-closed his eyes and asked comfortably, "What's the matter?" ”
After sorting out her words, she said, "Master, what do you think of the female disciple who came here today?" ”
"Female disciple?" Xiu Hehe thought for a moment before saying, 'Ah, the one named Nanzhu loves to cry too much. “
Zhen Sustun's hand stopped, looked at Xiu Hehe and said, "Master, can you take her as an apprentice?" ”
Xiu Hehe opened his eyes and shook his legs, and he immediately began to hang his legs again, but his eyes were full of hope when he looked at Xiu Hehe.
"Master, accepting apprentices is very strict, otherwise how could you be the only disciple." Xiu Hehe closed his eyes again.