This, what's going on, the eighth sister panicked, and obviously didn't do it when she came to the door.

"No, it's not me, I don't have ......"

"Enough, you have wasted my years of careful teaching, where do you come from!" With a wave of his hand, he said.

The master didn't want to listen to her explanation, it turned out that the master didn't believe her, he hugged Xue Yuxian, his eyebrows were anxious and worried, and he left in a hurry.

The eighth sister who was stunned burst into tears, and she couldn't figure out what she had done to make the master so angry, why did Xue Yuxian say that she didn't let her see the painting yesterday and pushed her down, why didn't the master want to believe her, why did he drive her away, the master didn't want her, didn't want the eighth sister?

"It's really not me, I didn't do anything......" muttered a repeat on the beach.

In the past five years, facing the master day and night, the master didn't trust her, and wanted to drive her away, admitting that tears wet her face, dripping into her heart, wetting her heart, crying silently, the petite people by the sea cried silently, straight where they wept, like the shell of the soul that was emptied, time seemed to stop at this moment, and the sea water could also understand her sadness, and the lapping waves were her cry.

The eighth sister didn't remember how long she had been standing on the beach, nor how she had returned to the small courtyard, she only knew that she had been lying on the bed with her eyes open for a few days, and the master had never returned to the small courtyard, and the people in the Phantom Sword Pavilion were also busy thinking about healing Xue Yuxian, she didn't remember how piercing the eyes of those people looked at her when she came back, she only remembered the master's sentence "Where do you come and where to go!" ”

The eighth sister who has been lying for many days can't understand, it's obviously not her own business, why doesn't the master believe her, others can not believe her, the master can, Tong Tong licked the palm of the eighth sister, spit out a purple plane flower in her mouth, the eighth sister sat up straight weakly, her eyes drifted to the plane tree outside the window, now it has grown much taller than the roof, the flowers are dense, the heavy ones are bent on the branches, the wind blows, the purple trumpet-like flowers dance in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, but the opposite window is tightly closed, It's like turning people away, leaving her to quietly enjoy the drizzle of flying flowers in the sky.

"Tiptoeing on the rocks and climbing the road is not lost, the wind is good and the waves are low. The name of the cave occupies the Chaoyang number, and there should be a sycamore to be perched on the phoenix. ”

"Sycamore flowers bloom naturally, but now how can there be a phoenix perched ......" The eighth sister couldn't help but sigh!

"Now it's even more, sitting alone in the southeast to see Hyosung, the white clouds are slightly transparent. The phosphorus and phosphorus stone can be sitting, and a leaf of sycamore falls in half of the court. The miserable and miserable poems express the loneliness and sadness of the eighth sister, and now the good flowers and beautiful scenery can't match the master's sentence "Where do you come from there." ”

It turns out that you also need a mood to look at flowers, and you also need to be in a good mood when you look at the scenery, life! You can not care about the destination, only care about the scenery along the way, but when things are wrong, the scenery in the beauty can't hide the desolation in your heart.

Tong Tong rubbed back and forth on the palm of the eighth sister's hand, wanting to express "Eighth sister, don't be like this, Tong Tong is afraid." ”

The eighth sister gently touched Tong Tong's head and gave a relieved smile, as if there was a glimmer of hope. "Nope! I'm going to go to the master and make it clear that I really didn't do anything that day. ”

After speaking, he ran to the atrium with the steps of floating in the rice water that he had not entered for a few days.

Everyone who saw her avoided it, with hatred in their eyes, contempt and disdain, the eighth sister didn't care so much, she just wanted to explain it to the master quickly.

"Eighth sister, you better not go......" Suddenly a force pulled Eighth Sister into a corner.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you pulling me."

"Eighth sister! Don't go to your master, he's busy! ”

"Why ......"

"How can there be so many whys"

"However, I asked the master to make it clear that it was really not me, don't you believe me, Xiaoxiao?"

"Eighth sister, it's not that I don't believe you, it's ......" Xiao Xiao stopped talking.

"What is it, you say."

"Hey! Xue Yuxian is critically ill now, your master is angry when he sees everything, isn't he even more angry when you go? Let him calm down, you go and explain to him! ”

"Nope! I'm going to make it clear, I didn't do it, it really wasn't me. The eighth sister broke free of her little wrist with an anxious cry and ran forward.

"Don't go, your master will marry Xue Yuxian in March......" Xiaoxiao had to tell the truth.

The eighth sister stopped running, turned around and asked as if she didn't understand, "What did you say?" ”

Su Xiaoxiao took a breath and said, "I said that your master will get married in March, and you see that the entire Phantom Sword Pavilion is busy with his wedding." As he spoke, he pointed to the big red lantern and said, "Look, the big red lantern, the red silk, there...... And there, sober up! Don't go and explain, it's useless. ”

Saying that, she grabbed the eighth sister's shoulders and buried her head in her shoulders, they were all little girls, Su Xiaoxiao was older than the eighth sister, and the two of them were the best in the Phantom Sword Pavilion, she understood the thoughts and feelings of the eighth sister.

The eighth sister (#"′) leaned on the small shoulder socket in a daze, not crying or laughing, and there was no expression on her face.