It wasn't until there was no longer any way to delay that the two of them finally walked slowly in the direction of the Meditation Hall.

Nuomi quietly looked at Qin Guanglan's expression beside him, and always felt that the look on Qin Guanglan's face always seemed to be full of displeasure. If it weren't for the fact that the sky had already darkened now, and if he didn't go to the Meditation Hall, I was afraid that he would have to leave people in the sect for the night inexplicably, presumably Qin Guanglan would not have gone to the Meditation Hall to meet the monks of the Tiesheng Sect so smoothly.

They walked all the way in the sect like this, which was of some use to Qin Guanglan. At least he didn't have the strange look on his face now. If you are not familiar with it, just looking at his current appearance, you will definitely not feel that there is something else hidden in his heart.

Glutinous rice can't help but feel some emotion.

She knew what kind of irascible and direct temperament Qin Guanglan had when she was in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but she didn't expect that after only a few years, the whole person had already begun to pretend.

Of course, this is not to say that Qin Guanglan herself has become bad, but it makes Nuomi feel a little distressed.

After all, this person will become the character and appearance he is today, no matter what, in fact, he was forced out by the people and things around him. If Qin Guanglan hadn't learned to disguise his thoughts, I'm afraid that there would have been no Qianren Sect at this time, and it would be impossible for him to stand here, and he didn't know how many times he would have to die unjustly.

Think about it this way. It took a lot of effort for the glutinous rice to hold back the sigh in his chest.

With such a little pity, even the little fear she had of Hua Mian before became lighter.

After all, her fear of Huamian was just because of the impression Huamian left on her.

Now glutinous rice is no longer the little baby who couldn't protect himself at the beginning. If you want to say it seriously, you will stand with Huamian. Who will be scared then, but I can't say for sure.

Moreover-

Nuomi turned her head slightly, looked behind her, and just saw the pillar taking big strides after her, and her heart couldn't help but feel a sense of stability.

With the pillar behind her, she was really not afraid of anything.

Thinking about it, she felt that her previous unhappiness and sadness seemed to become ridiculous.

After all, they have changed their identities a long time ago. It's not the situation that made her unable to break free. As a result, she was obviously able to grasp the initiative, but she was still a little frightened. Even when she looked back and thought about it, she couldn't help but feel that it was really a little unproductive.

Among the Tieshengmen monks waiting in the meditation hall, there was indeed a flower sleep.

Before Nuomi had even fully stepped into the meditation hall, she could already catch a glimpse of the familiar figure sitting among the monks.

The appearance of the flower sleeping sitting. It's quite special.

The other monks sat upright in their chairs, with their hands either on their knees or on the armrests of the chairs, always sitting upright. But Hua Mian leaned his whole body against the back of the chair, holding his shoulders against the back of the chair behind his head, and his feet were cocked, almost putting his legs on the armrests, which made people feel angry. It wasn't until there was no longer any way to delay that the two of them finally walked slowly in the direction of the Meditation Hall.

Nuo Mi quietly looked at Qin Guanglan's expression beside him. I always felt that the look on Qin Guanglan's face always seemed to be full of displeasure. If it weren't for the fact that the sky was already dark, I wouldn't have gone to the meditation hall again. I'm afraid that I will leave people in the sect for the night inexplicably, presumably Qin Guanglan will not just go to the meditation hall to meet the monks of the Tiesheng Sect so smoothly.

They walked all the way in the sect like this, which was of some use to Qin Guanglan. At least he didn't have the strange look on his face now. If you are not familiar with it, just looking at his current appearance, you will definitely not feel that there is something else hidden in his heart.

Glutinous rice can't help but feel some emotion.

She knew what kind of irascible and direct temperament Qin Guanglan had when she was in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Unexpectedly, it has only been many years, and this whole person has begun to pretend.

Of course, this is not to say how bad Qin Guanglan has become. On the contrary, it is called glutinous rice and feels a little distressed.

After all, this person will become the character and appearance he is today, no matter what, in fact, he was forced out by the people and things around him. If Qin Guanglan hadn't learned to disguise his thoughts, I'm afraid that there would have been no Qianren Sect at this time, and it would be impossible for him to stand here, and he didn't know how many times he would have to die unjustly.

Thinking about it like this, it took a lot of effort for glutinous rice to hold back the sigh in his chest.

With such a little pity, even the little fear she had of Hua Mian before became lighter.

After all, her fear of Huamian was just because of the impression Huamian left on her.

Now glutinous rice is no longer the little baby who couldn't protect himself at the beginning. If you really want to stand with Huamian, who will feel scared at that time, but I can't say for sure.

Moreover-

Nuomi turned her head slightly, looked behind her, and just saw the pillar taking big strides after her, and her heart couldn't help but feel a sense of stability.

With the pillar behind her, she was really not afraid of anything.

Thinking about it, she felt that her previous unhappiness and sadness seemed to become ridiculous.

After all, they have changed their identities now, and they are not the situation that made her unable to break free. As a result, she was obviously able to grasp the initiative, but she was still a little frightened, so even when she looked back and thought about it, she couldn't help but feel that it was really a little useless.

Among the Tieshengmen monks waiting in the meditation hall, there was indeed a flower sleep.

Before Nuomi had even fully stepped into the meditation hall, she could already catch a glimpse of the familiar figure sitting among the monks.

The appearance of Huamian sitting is quite special.

The other monks sat upright in their chairs, with their hands either on their knees or on the armrests of the chairs, always sitting upright. But Hua Mian leaned his whole body against the back of the chair, holding his shoulders against the back of the chair behind his head, and his feet were cocked, almost putting his legs on the armrests, which made people feel angry. It wasn't until there was no longer any way to delay that the two of them finally walked slowly in the direction of the Meditation Hall.

Nuomi quietly looked at Qin Guanglan's expression beside him, and always felt that the look on Qin Guanglan's face always seemed to be full of displeasure. If it weren't for the fact that the sky had already darkened now, and if he didn't go to the Meditation Hall, I was afraid that he would have to leave people in the sect for the night inexplicably, presumably Qin Guanglan would not have gone to the Meditation Hall to meet the monks of the Tiesheng Sect so smoothly.

They walked all the way in the sect like this, which was of some use to Qin Guanglan. At least he didn't have the strange look on his face now. If you are not familiar with it, just looking at his current appearance, you will definitely not feel that there is something else hidden in his heart.

Glutinous rice can't help but feel some emotion.

She knew what kind of irascible and direct temperament Qin Guanglan had when she was in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but she didn't expect that after only a few years, the whole person had already begun to pretend.

Of course, this is not to say that Qin Guanglan herself has become bad, but it makes Nuomi feel a little distressed.

After all, this person will become the character and appearance he is today, no matter what, in fact, he was forced out by the people and things around him. If Qin Guanglan hadn't learned to disguise his thoughts, I'm afraid that there would have been no Qianren Sect at this time, and it would be impossible for him to stand here, and he didn't know how many times he would have to die unjustly.

Thinking about it like this, it took a lot of effort for glutinous rice to hold back the sigh in his chest.

With such a little pity, even the little fear she had of Hua Mian before became lighter.

After all, her fear of Huamian was just because of the impression Huamian left on her.

Now glutinous rice is no longer the little baby who couldn't protect himself at the beginning. If you really want to stand with Huamian, who will feel scared at that time, but I can't say for sure.

Moreover-

Nuomi turned her head slightly, looked behind her, and just saw the pillar taking big strides after her, and her heart couldn't help but feel a sense of stability.

Thinking about it, she felt that her previous unhappiness and sadness seemed to become ridiculous.

After all, they have changed their identities now, and they are not the situation that made her unable to break free. As a result, she was obviously able to grasp the initiative, but she was still a little frightened, so even when she looked back and thought about it, she couldn't help but feel that it was really a little useless.

Among the Tieshengmen monks waiting in the meditation hall, there was indeed a flower sleep.

Before Nuomi had even fully stepped into the meditation hall, she could already catch a glimpse of the familiar figure sitting among the monks.

The other monks sat upright in their chairs, with their hands either on their knees or on the armrests of the chairs, always sitting upright. But Hua Mian leaned his whole body against the back of the chair, holding his shoulders against the back of the chair behind his head, and his feet were cocked, almost putting his legs on the armrests, which made people feel angry. (To be continued) R861