I'm so sorry, the monkey just had a minor operation, and it hasn't been updated in the past two days, so I'm sorry for all the book friends!

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The conversation between the pavilion master and Elder Cui, asking Chuanting didn't know, let alone guessing the pavilion master's plan, he seemed to be ignorant and ignorant, leisurely going back and forth between the library pavilion and the small courtyard.

He was followed by either Mo Weirui or Mu Yirou, and he didn't leave for a moment, until he entered the library pavilion, and there was only time to enter the library pavilion, he was free, and when he came out, he would inevitably find one of the two, quietly hiding in the corner outside the library pavilion.

"Uncle Mu, aren't you tired?" Seeing Mu Yirou walk out of the corner, he asked with his hand on his forehead and asked helplessly.

"Not tired!" replied crisply.

"You're not tired, I'm tired!" asked Chuanting with a sad face, "Wherever I go, you follow me, you see, as long as you see me, you look like an idiot looking at a child." ”

Wen Chuanting raised his chin slightly, pointing at the person who also walked out of the library pavilion, and the moment he went out, he turned his gaze here, and while walking, he turned back from time to time to pay attention.

"You're a child!" Mu Yirou replied lightly.

I don't know how long this problem has continued, and I am very depressed and helpless, but I can't stop the two of them from maintaining their hearts. has played tricks as children, if it was in the past, Mo Mu and the others would have already given in, only this time, no matter what, the two resolutely did not take a step back.

The two of them walked towards the small courtyard in silence, and asked Chuanting to not be interested in talking, Mu Yirou thought deeply and was a little indifferent.

It's not anything else, this is often like a shadow following behind Wen Chuanting, so that Mu Yirou doesn't have much free time, no time means that he can't practice wholeheartedly, when others are progressing, he always stands still, not for a long time, after all, he will be trampled under the feet of others, there is no way, he can only seize all the time for cultivation, because of this, Mu Yirou does not delay the walking time on the road, his mind is immersed in the process of deducing swordsmanship, and his legs are walking mechanically.

"Uncle Shi, we need to talk seriously!" Sitting on the stone bench in the small courtyard, the three of them gathered together, and asked Chuanting to speak first.

"What are you talking about?" Mo Mu's eyes were attracted, and the two pairs of beautiful eyes stared at Chuan Ting without blinking, wanting to see what he wanted to talk about.

Ask Chuanting lightly throated, stared at the two of them with a serious gaze and said, "Uncle Shi, how much progress have you made in your cultivation during this time?"

It seemed like a casual question, and without waiting for the two of them to understand the meaning of his question, Wen Chuanting continued, "Compared to before, is this month's cultivation improvement as much as the improvement of half a month ago?"

"Nope. Mo Weirui replied honestly, a puzzled look flashed in Mu Yirou's eyes, but she still nodded and agreed with Mo Weirui's statement.

"That's it!"

"What is this? What do you want to say, just say it, there is no need to detour. Mo Weirui pouted dissatisfied.

"Xiaochuan, do you still want to dissuade us from following you?" Mu Yirou said suspiciously, her clear eyes firmly believing that her guess was right.

"Yes, Uncle Shi, in the Sword Pavilion, no one will be unfavorable to me, and even if there is, the above will not agree. Speaking of this, the two also understood what he was going to say, and asked Chuanting to stop beating around the bush and admit it directly.

"You are still young, you don't know that people's hearts are sinister! People live in the world, and there are crises everywhere......"

"Uncle Mu, I know, I'm not a child, I also know the situation of the Sword Pavilion, there are many families, and the people are mixed, but there must be many people who don't like me, and there are also people who want to know where I die. ”

"You know this, and you want to stop us from protecting you?" Mo Weirui's eyes widened in dissatisfaction, "You know, if you die, you won't be able to see us again!

"Uncle Mo, you underestimate me too much!" asked Chuanting chuckled, his tone and demeanor couldn't tell that he was a child at all, if he only heard his voice, he thought he was a mature adult.

For Mo Weirui's contempt, he regarded him as a child-like coaxing tone, and asked Chuanting to have a lot of resentment in his heart, eager to grow up a foot every day, and he could become an adult in three or five days, so that they could let him come and go freely with confidence.

"I know that you are worried that someone will be against me, or even that the moles of the demon clan will kidnap me or take the opportunity to kill me, but you have overlooked one thing. ”

"What's the matter?" the two asked at the same time, and Mo Weirui didn't even forget to frown, to show her dissatisfaction with the tone of Wen Chuanting at this time.

"That sword score was carved by me, how can the sword intent in my chest be bad?!" As he spoke, the index fingers in his right hand rose together, and an inch-long transparent sword qi flowed out, and with the stroke of his arm, a long trace was carved on the stone table in front of him.

The sword marks are three points into the stone, and the cut surface is smooth and shiny. Under the background of the stone texture, it is like a natural formation.

"My understanding of sword intent is no less than yours, if there are really people who don't have long eyes, and see that I am a child and are easy to bully, hum ......" asked the biography, and gave two cold snorts, in order to show that it would make people who don't have long eyes regret it.

"Just your three scratches and two scratches, and you still regret it?" Mo Weirui choked back bluntly, and slapped the back of the head with a palm that was not light or heavy.

"Uncle Shi, you're going to be stupid!" asked Chuanting to muttered dissatisfiedly, spitting out the words quickly, and the tone was coherent in one go.

"Why is Uncle Shi going to be stupid? You stinky boy want to find a fight?!" Mo Weirui glared at him fiercely, and Mu Yirou also gave two health balls.

"Hehe......" asked Chuanting smirked, but he didn't dare to answer a word, for fear of being slapped twice, which was also a vain beating, he could only bear it, but he didn't dare to return it.

"Uncle Shi, what do you think, now everyone knows that the pavilion master took a scroll of sword books from my hand, it's strange if it's not boring, someone must be deliberately publicizing!" asked Chuanting put on a new face, and his eyes flashed with wisdom, "In my guess, this may be a plan of the pavilion master, a plan to use me as bait, and want to catch a few big fish." Otherwise, he wouldn't have acquiesced in the spread of the matter. ”

"You think, this is not a glorious thing in itself, snatching the sword spectrum from the hands of a disciple, you will be poked in the backbone wherever you put it, but the pavilion master doesn't care, give up his personal innocence, if there is no conspiracy, the demon will not believe it!"

"There's bullshit innocence!" Mo Weirui snorted coldly, her tone full of dissatisfaction.

"Xiaochuan, did you think of it yourself?" Compared with Mo Weirui's anger, Mu Yirou obviously noticed another thing, her eyes stared directly at Wen Chuanting, and she vaguely saw a light of joy.

"Of course, who would tell me this? Who would dare to say this to me?" asked Chuanting with his head held high.

The moment he finished answering, he saw that the joy in Mu Yirou's eyes instantly spread, overflowing from his eyes and blooming on his entire face.

"You can't think of it, this matter is not negotiable!"

"Uncle Mo!" asked Chuanting to lengthen his voice and use the coquettish Dafa.

Seeing that Mo Weirui still looked cold and uncontrollable, she was quite helpless to ask Chuan, and had to state the stakes again.

"Uncle Shi, listen to me, since the pavilion master released this news, there must be follow-up preparations, and he will not let it go, it is okay to say within the Sword Pavilion, even if there are people who are dissatisfied with me, they will not really kill me as a child, at most they want me to suffer a little flesh and skin injury, the mole is different, this is the unstable factor of the Sword Pavilion, if you don't get rid of it for a day, the Sword Pavilion will not be safe for a day, and you don't want to live in fear every day, right?"

"And I, as the bait for catching fish, the main purpose is to eradicate this unstable factor and remove this cancer. Otherwise, the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for us. ”

"I don't care if it's good or not, we just want you to be safe!" Mo Weirui was cold and cold, and she didn't let go.

"Uncle Shi, I will be very safe, not to mention that I have cultivation, besides, since the pavilion master has a plan, he must be prepared!" After a slight pause, he asked Chuanting to continue, "Where we can't see, there must be someone hiding and keeping an eye on my whereabouts." ”

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Today, on the 14th day of the first lunar month, and tomorrow on the 15th, I wish all book friends a happy Lantern Festival!