The sun-drenched stone bricks have a white marble color, and the small transparent glass-colored beads are hidden in the corners and are almost impossible to see.

The two of them bent down, and finally found the one hundred and eight Biquan beads.

"Go ahead, don't delay." Jing Che straightened up, the sun shining behind her bun, and the shadow of her eyelashes fell on her crooked peach blossom eyes.

Bo Yan bowed gratefully, but he still didn't dare to look at her timidly, and hurriedly picked up the small brocade box and ran away.

Seeing him go away, Jing Che's relaxed smile halfway through the hook stiffened inexplicably - he did a good deed, but he completely forgot that he was on the way to the sword training platform with a pinch!

This sucks. Jing Che hurriedly ran over.

Witnessing the grand occasion of the sword training platform for the first time, Jing Che's footsteps couldn't help but be stunned on the half-grid steps.

In the center of the sword training platform, a huge stone sword stands high. There are about hundreds of people around the stone sword platform, all of them are blue and white, and they are neat and tidy like army drills. The hilt of the sword glowed with a cold light, and everyone's face was meticulous.

At this moment, the morning exercise was over, Jing Che squinted and looked over, but saw that the person standing high on the stone sword platform was Gong Lin.

"Since the head master ancestor went down the mountain to go to a major event with the Sword Saint, and Master Zhan Xiang is in retreat and cultivation, I will be in charge of the affairs of the main peak in the next few days." Gong Lin put on a shelf, with one hand behind him and the other in front of his abdomen, his beautiful face was serious and serious, which was comparable to the majesty of the head of the house, but it was a little less imposing.

On the sword training platform, everyone made a gesture to show obedience.

Although Gong Lin is the same generation as all the disciples in the audience, it is understandable that she is in charge of the overall situation. The head of the sect, Yu Wenwei, accepted a total of five disciples, plus also Xiu, which is considered six.

Only the chief disciple Zhan Xiang remained in the sect, and the other four were all in the town of Zhao under the mountain to take care of the affairs of the remnants of Zhenyi in the town, and they were also beginners, so they had no qualifications at all, so they naturally could not accept these people. Gong Lin is the most senior among the remaining people of the main peak, and he is also the most favored person by the head.

- But she was in charge of the big and small affairs of the faction, but Jing Che's life was not very easy.

"Senior Sister Jing Che, you didn't arrive for your morning exercise yesterday, and you were late today-" Gong Lin stood tall on top, and he could see the overall situation, so he naturally saw Jing Che's hurried footsteps at a glance. Hearing what she said, most of the disciples turned their heads to look at her, "I wonder if it was brought back by the Sword Saint, so he ignored the rules of the door and acted recklessly?" ”

Listening to the latter sentence, it seemed like a deliberate sarcasm anyway, saying to everyone to arouse everyone's contempt for her pampering and arrogance.

Jing Che is a person who is not excited, and he is on the bar when he is excited. Originally, she was still cowering and wanted to sneak into the team while she was not paying attention, but in an instant, she held her head high and stepped on the steps steadily, and her soft and charming voice contained a little straightforward anger: "Senior sister is really good at reversing black and white and wronging good people." ”

"Good guys?" Gong Lin sneered, "Then tell me, what good things have you done to save the world?" ”

Jing Che hesitated for a moment.

If you say what you just helped Bao Yan, it is tantamount to exposing Bao Yan's fault to the world. Her original intention was to save him from blame, but now how could she excuse herself and drag him into the water?

The footsteps are still the same, but they are less calm.

"How dare I say it, it's hard to guarantee that Senior Sister will accuse me of being high-profile, and I have to set up a torii for doing some small and good deeds, which will ruin the reputation of the Sword Saint."

"Oh? Isn't the junior sister not treated by the Sword Saint and can't worship the teacher, why do you still think that she has something to do with the Sword Saint? ”

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples below whispered.

The main peak said that it was not big, and people said that it was not much, and the fact that Jing Che and Yexiu came to the South Dome Sect has long been known to everyone. The sixth disciple of Ye Xiu who was accepted as the head of the sect was already a bombshell, and that girl was said to be a disciple of the Sword Saint, but she did not go to the Yunqin Peak of the Sword Saint, but was under the main peak, and everyone was speculating.

Now listening to Gong Lin's words, I understand. It turned out that the Sword Saint wanted to accept Jing Che as a disciple, but she was not angry and was not loved by the Sword Saint, so the Sword Saint wanted to find a different master for her.

Although everyone was not gloating in their hearts, they also took a good look at the show.

There is only one disciple of the Sword Saint, everyone yearns for it, and no one wants this to be someone else. If Jing Che is true, everyone will inevitably be jealous - which one here is not one of the best people, and which one is not passionate in his heart, but he is still drowned in the disciples of Nanqiong.

Jing Che had already walked to the center of the stone path, and a large number of disciples were watching her on the left and right, and there was icy air and a relentless cold wind in front and behind. Her steps stopped, and her face became increasingly difficult to look at.

How could she, who valued self-esteem above life, allow herself to be humiliated among so many people?

But she couldn't say a word.

Does she want to tell the world that the so-called Gong Lin's untreated her by the Sword Saint was caused by the fact that she was almost insulted in front of Baili Fengjian that night?

It was as if she had suddenly been thrown into an isolated island, surrounded by the vast sea, and she didn't know who to wait for to save her, and she even gave up shouting. Because she knew that even if she was hysterical and she burst into tears, no one could save her.

What's more, her pride does not allow her to do such a shameful thing.

They used to advance and retreat together, but at that time she moved forward bravely, he was drunk and dreamed of death, and now she can't advance or retreat, she is alone, at this time, he is running for the world's major events.

This sounds more of a mockery.

"Why didn't my sister say it? Did you do something good to be late, or was it just lazy and overslept? ”

Jing Che pursed his lips, his face pale.

"If you can't say it, then you should be treated as a repeated, late for no reason, and want to force words, according to the door rules, punish kneeling on the sword training platform for a day."

She remained clubbing.

The wind blew up the clothes of her new disciple's clothes, and the hastily tied and rough clothes were slightly raised, and she was unwilling to obey. The hairtie that swept over her was a little crooked, the result of not having time to take care of it well when she came out today.

Brushing her eyes, it hurt dryly.

Jing Che suddenly felt that if he had known that he would be late anyway, it would be better to dress up and come out again to be ridiculed, and he would not be so embarrassed.

"If you don't open your mouth for a moment, everyone will be here waiting for you for a moment." Gong Lin was ruthless in his words.

The whispers among the disciples intensified.

If it hadn't been for her farce, the disciples would have dispersed a long time ago. Go back to the disciple's room in twos and threes, or find another place to cultivate. No matter what she wants, what Gong Lin wants to do to her, but everyone's time should not be dragged down.

The clenched knuckles turned pale, Jing Che raised his eyes, and the sunlight pierced straight into the pupils.

What a nice day.

She stepped forward slowly, her eyes not squinting, focused and calm, but her heart was already fearless. Being cut into the bones by the despair of isolation, looking at the vast sea and being overwhelmed and anxious, it is better to jump into the sea and let the sea suffocate as a companion.

Gong Lin didn't look at her, his face was as cold as frost, and he was determined to win.

Bending his legs, Jing Che slowly knelt down in the face of the huge stone sword.

"The morning exercise is over, everyone is gone." A hint of triumph flashed in Gong Lin's eyes, and he raised his voice.

The disciples didn't look at the excitement clearly, but only curiously glanced at the girl with a straight back, and only felt an inviolable arrogance. Some people sympathize, and some people are indifferent, anyway, they all leave in twos and threes.

And seeing the white clothes that went against the flow of people made Gong Lin slightly stunned.

"Uncle ...... also Xiu," she called out in her heart.

The coldness of Ye Xiu was revealed from his bones, making Gong Lin unable to formalize his gaze.

"Why be aggressive." also cultivated his face expressionlessly, and only spit out one sentence.

"There are rules for the door, so naturally it can't be different from person to person, let alone go back on its word." Gong Lin is still lacking confidence.

"Even if the head acquiesces, you don't have to humiliate her in public," knowing that there was no more argument, he simply walked forward without looking at her, and when he passed by, he paused again, and his voice was a little lower, as cold as if three feet were frozen, "Snake and scorpion heart. ”

Gong Lin froze in place for a long time, trembling unconsciously.

Looking back, the tall, thin man in white stood beside the kneeling girl, still not saying a word. The sun shrouded the two of them like this, looking like a couple of concubines.

She turned around and walked away, proud of herself.

kneeling into the night, the sword training platform without sunlight is even more cloudy and windy, and it is extremely cold. The huge stone sword stood still, and the leaves trembled.

Jing Che still did not slack off, kneeling straight. Yashu stood beside her, like a statue.

"Go back." I don't know how long it was silent, Jing Che spoke, and there was a slight hoarseness in his voice.

"Hmm." He replied without a tone, but he still didn't move.

There was silence again.

"I'm annoyed." Jing Che whispered as if talking to himself, staring intently ahead, and tears suddenly flowed from his face.

Lowering his eyes, he glanced at it, as if the stone fell into the deep pool and rippled, and he also squatted down and brushed away her tears: "Now I know how to cry, what did I do before." ”

Jing Che wanted to open his hand, but the tears were even heavier, and when he moved like this, his tense body lost his balance, and he collapsed in Ye Xiu's arms.

Tears were pouring but still heartbreaking, she grabbed Ye Xiu's robe and tried not to let herself fall, as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't help crying softly: "Why didn't Master come to save me-"

Even if I say that I am desperate in my heart, how can I not look forward to it.

Severe pain hit his knees, and a day of not getting a drop of water had already made Jing Che burn badly, and his head was dizzy.

There was a hazy hallucination in front of her, as if Baili Fengma was walking towards her, holding a sword in her right hand and a wine gourd pinned to her waist. As he got closer and closer, he smiled at the blue stubble on his handsome face growing wantonly, and his thin lips opening and closing.

- "Ah Che, Master is late. ”