Chapter 312: I'm Not Interested in You!

In the second year after marriage, Ning Lan went mad and finally vomited blood and died because of her eagerness for quick success, and she was powerless to return to heaven when she was discovered.

thought that he could be with his beloved forever, but in the end, he cried bitterly with a cold corpse.

It was also from that time that Elder Xingrong had been immersed in his own world for a long time and could not extricate himself, and alcohol became his only medicine and deadly poison.

Ning Lan's departure not only took away all his thoughts, but also sucked away his soul, although Elder Xingrong was in Lingyun Mountain, he lived like a walking corpse, a year...... Two years...... Until hundreds of years passed, he was still alone, and there was never a single apprentice by his side.

In his heart, Ning Lan's position was irreplaceable.

Squinted at Xing Rong, who was drunk beside him, and a trace of complexity flashed in the pure eyes of Hefeng Zhenren.

Whether it is fate or calamity, you can only know if you have experienced it!

Cheng Yunhuan's eyes wandered, and her mind was not on this sword practice, she still had a bottom in her heart about her own strength, this pretending sword practice was nothing more than to attract the attention of the group of people above, but ...... This Yuwen Haoran's bad idea didn't seem to be of any use at all, and after coming into contact with the hot gaze that Hefeng Zhenren threw at her, she didn't dare to look at it again.

When Yuwen Haoran sent a hairpin and asked her to wear it on the day of the foundation acceptance, he was puzzled, didn't he say that he wanted to find a way to let her bow down under the elders? What is it to give her a hairpin now? What does this hairpin mean, she doesn't understand, but when she heard Yuwen Haoran's sentence [Don't think too much, I'm not interested in you!] It's just a stopgap measure, it's up to you whether you succeed or not! ] dispelled the doubts in his heart.

The so-called employment is not suspicious, and suspicious people are not needed, since she chooses to use Yuwen Haoran, what does she have to scruple about?

The style of the hairpin was created by Yuwen Haoran according to the appearance on the portrait, although it was not exactly the same, but it was also eight points similar, and he specially went to Cheng Yunhuan to freshen her up this morning, which made her look more similar to Lan'er in the portrait.

If he can take advantage of Elder Xingrong's obsession with Lan'er, it is not impossible to regard Cheng Yunhuan as her stand-in, even if he does not accept her as an apprentice this time, as long as he is deeply impressed on the day of acceptance, he will pay more attention to Cheng Yunhuan in the future.

Yuan Qing's face that came out of the cave was still as clean as ever, and he was not sweating like other new disciples because of the boiling heat, after ensuring the safety of the cave, he threw a look at Hefeng Zhenren, and after getting the promise, he began to organize the new disciples to gather and enter the cave in turn to start the assessment.

All they have to do is that no one collects twenty fire antelopes, and they can complete the task in a team or by themselves, and those who complete it alone will naturally have a slightly higher overall score.

Because it is the basic acceptance that no one else is allowed to go to the cave with them, so the candy and peaches were blocked at the entrance of the cave by Yuan Qing, and when they enter the cave to practice, unless they come out after completing anything, or someone leaves halfway, otherwise, even the instructor is not allowed to enter the cave at will, for fear that someone will cheat for personal gain.

Near the entrance of the cave, the heat wave was even worse, Gu Qian'er's cheeks were roasted red, and just as she was about to enter, she heard the call of candy behind her, "Mother, remember to call me if you can't beat me......"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Qian'er immediately felt the strange gazes of the disciples beside her throwing at her, shooting at her from all directions like sharp arrows.