On the golden fan of Lao Wen's predecessors, Ning Sheng still felt like a dream.

The residence was silent for a long time, Ning Sheng and Lao Wen's predecessor Wen Xuhan did not speak, as if they had been examining her for a long time, their lips were kissed, and they spit out a sentence, "That's it, come with me, and then it will be up to you to create." ”

Ning Sheng stood on the fan, his vision widened, his heart was a little sour, the green mountains on both sides were constantly left behind, and the smoke-like mist rolled around him, hitting his face wet.

This year, she is 17 years old, and it is the third year she has crossed over.

At that time, I never thought about how to come, how to get down, Yun Lingfeng, like today.

The complicated mood of forming a group, unexpectedly fast, made her a little breathless, and she was also angry in her heart, she asked herself, hard enough, since becoming the registered disciple of Lao Wen's predecessors, she has never lost the face of Lao Wen's predecessors, how did she become what she is today?

Blinking his eyelids, Wen Xuhan looked at Ning Sheng on his shoulder, his gaze was far away, far away. It was precisely because she was still worth it that he accompanied her on a trip.

Among them, there are many hidden secrets that Ning Sheng does not know, and he originally planned to introduce her to another friend and become a disciple, which can be regarded as the friendship between them as a master and apprentice.

He didn't expect things to turn out like this.

Now, there is only one person who can keep her.

After crossing one mountain after another, about ten hours of flying, Ning Sheng sat quietly cross-legged beside Lao Wen's senior, still remembering the hall, the voice, the old Wen senior, that day, she decided to be a good registered apprentice, among the crowd, isolated, stretched out a hand, so that Ning Sheng remembered clearly, turned his face sideways and looked over, delicate skin, high nose bridge, thin lips, with a little charm between gestures, Ning Sheng suddenly felt that she was weak, like her, Being the apprentice of Lao Wen's predecessor is really not qualified enough, Ning Sheng pursed his lips, looked into the distance, and did not meditate, imprinted with a faint sunshine and a slightly drunken wind, as if frozen at this time.

"Here we are." Hearing the voice of the old man's predecessor, Ning Sheng jumped off the golden fan, the lake and mountains, the blue waves rippled, the weeping willows were gentle, and the group of fish danced and frolicked and chased.

The beautiful scenery appeared in front of him, Ning Sheng temporarily forgot about her situation, in fact, she didn't understand it very well, bright eyes, in the sun, grinning, Wen Xuhan suddenly, he remembered that on the Lanyue Palace, he was obviously nervous to death, a pair of eyes, kept shaking around, he thought, the biggest reason why he accepted her as a registered disciple at that time was that she had a pair of bright eyes.

Twisting and turning, Ning Sheng followed closely behind Lao Wen's senior, watching the red clothes swing on the ground, and the scenery at this time, she had a feeling of being young, the years were this year, time spread, and she suddenly felt that she was old.

"Wen Xuhan came to visit." The voice used spiritual power, Ning Sheng was deafening when he heard it, and suddenly, a secluded path appeared on the soft suspension bridge where there was no road.

Stepping in step by step, Ning Sheng quietly took in the scene in front of him, his head was blank, and after seeing that person, it was him, the man beside the blue-robed teacher.

"Hongyi is honorable."

"Please take a seat, Senior Wen." The thin red lips opened slightly, revealing some white and neat teeth, politely detached, and sat with his hands tied.

"But what's the matter?" Ning Sheng stood beside Senior Wen, not knowing what Senior Wen said, only to see ruthless eyes, looking at her.

Knowing that the two of them spoke in her inaudible heart, these words should be related to her, Ning Sheng was apprehensive in his heart, barely keeping his composure, under high pressure.