Mirror Xuanjie, Pingluan Academy.

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Yan Wushuang's mansion is located in the heart of the school district.

Although the presence of the Wuji Sect in the Pingluan Academy is not strong, the academy is still very sensible to prepare the best mansion for Yan Wushuang, even if it offends the three sects, no one wants to offend the group of madmen of the Wuji Sect.

Moreover, this big mansion with three entrances and three exits has also been laid out by the formation mage sent by the Wuji Sect, and this can be said to be the safest place in the entire Plains Academy...... Unless the existence of the Convergence Realm intentionally eavesdropped.

When Lin Chuan arrived at the mansion with Lingyin in his arms, Jiang Luo was playing against Yan Wushuang in the octagonal pavilion.

The little monk also sat quietly on the side and watched the battle, Liu Zheng picked up his old business again, carrying a wine jug in one hand and a folding fan in the other, standing behind Yan Wushuang, adding wine to him from time to time.

Seeing Lin Chuan and them coming, Yan Wushuang decisively pushed the chess pieces and quickly got up to meet them.

"Senior Brother Yan, this chess product...... It is exactly the same as Senior Brother Lin, and it is worthy of being taught by a master. ”

Xuanjing shook his head and muttered in a low voice.

Jiang Luo has long been accustomed to this chess game that is always endless, not to mention Senior Brother Yan, the chess game between her and Wuji Ancestor two years ago also ended without a problem.

At that time, the ancestor suddenly shouted, "Bold Demon Lord!" Then he jumped up and entered the demon land alone, and it only took half an hour before and after to bring back the head of a demon clan of the Hedao Realm, and threw it directly on the chessboard.

After discovering that the chess pieces were disrupted, he comforted the frightened little Jiang Luo with "hindsight......

So Jiang Luo just glanced at the little monk with a smile and reminded:

"Your words have offended Uncle Wu's lineage, be careful that Senior Brother Lin will sue you for your black state."

"The little monk never said anything......"

Xuanjing quickly covered his mouth and shook his head quickly, Uncle Wu is unreasonable, he has been spanking him since he was a child, and no one can offend that old ...... Elderly.

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The sunset had sunk into the ground, and the remnants of the afterglow had dyed the sky golden pink, and the three full moons had crept up to the eaves of the east wing, leaving a few wisps of clear light, reflecting the sunset on the other side of the sky.

In the Octagonal Pavilion.

Lingyin caresses the qin, Wushuang burns incense, Lin Chuan drinks wine, Jiang Luo views the clouds.

The poor little monk was heard and complained by the two unscrupulous brothers, so he could only take Liu Zheng into the kitchen to prepare food for everyone.

"The flowing clouds are dyed in the future, and the jade plate is clear and bright.

Burn incense, drink drunk, and lean on the railing, greedy for joy, and share your life and leisure. ”

The sunset, the bright moon, the smoke rising from the kitchen, the sound of the piano, and the laughter of Yan Wushuang and Lin Chuan when they raised their glasses, as if all the beauty in this world appeared by Jiang Luo's side at the same time, making her feel a few lines of poetry carved in the void.

The ink flowed, and every word seemed to come to life, and he happily jumped into Jiang Luo's bamboo slips.

"It's wet, it's wet."

Lin Chuan, who was in a daze, applauded on the side, but that presumptuous smile provoked Jiang Luo's eyes.

Lingyin also took the opportunity to smooth the strings, dragged Jiang Luo to his side, whispered, and told Jiang Luo about Lin Chuan's letting her teach.

As a result, the octagonal pavilion, which was very warm in the last second, sounded Lin Chuan's screams in the next second......

Yan Wushuang's drunken eyes, which were already a little confused, immediately glared in horror, and cautiously moved behind Lingyin, without meaning to give his junior brother a head at all.

Lingyin turned around and asked meaningfully:

"You don't care about your junior brother?"

Looking at the speed at which Yan Wushuang shook his head, Lin Chuan was afraid that he would throw out his dentures.

"The lady said and laughed, the junior brother is not inferior, he should be beaten, all blame me, he is not by the side of the junior brother all the year round, and he has not been able to discipline him well, the lady knows me, I don't have so many fancy intestines as the junior brother, I am just a simple person who doesn't understand anything......"

Lin Chuan, the unreliable senior brother, kneaded Lingyin's shoulders while selling him thoroughly.

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In the midst of laughter, the little monk and Liu Zheng finally brought over the sumptuous food, and Jiang Luo let go of Lin Chuan's ears and sat aside with great elegance.

Xuanjing's cooking skills are all tempered by Master Yinian's tricky taste, even a meatless martial artist like Lin Chuan is also moving his index finger after smelling the aroma of that food.

As soon as Lin Chuan picked up the chopsticks, he stopped his movements because of Jiang Luo's calm eyes.

"It's rare to be happy today, my sister-in-law has learned a new tune, why don't you give you a dance?"

All the people present were their own people, Lin Chuan didn't know what the dough was, and as he spoke, he moved crookedly along with the song of Lingyin.

It's just okay to let Lin Chuan dance the knife, if you let him dance...... The uncoordinated limbs seemed to have just grown, and even Jiang Luo, who was as cold as ice, didn't care about maintaining that serious image, holding his stomach and laughing.

But Lin Chuan didn't mean to be embarrassed at all, although he danced like a great god, but this dance was just taught to him by Lingdark, anyway, there were a bunch of "good shakers" in the company on Xiaozuo's side, and Lin Chuan thought that this was a popular dance on Xiaozuo's side.

The little monk and Liu Zheng twitched their shoulders and hid to the side, holding back a smile.

Yan Wushuang looked at Lingyin in four eyes, both eyes were full of tenderness, and both of them understood that this was Lin Chuan who had accepted Lingyin from his heart and regarded her as his own.

Everyone knows that the three sects are difficult to enter, but in a sense, the Wuji Sect is the sect with the highest threshold in the Mirror Xuan Realm.

Not everyone is qualified to be the enemy of the world.

In the eyes of outsiders, all the people in the Wuji Sect are deviant and crazy, but only the people of the Wuji Sect know that no matter how perverse their actions are, no matter how unreasonable their actions are, they all have the same desire in their hearts.

In the Wuji Sect, there are no good people or bad people, some are just a group of fellow travelers.

Lin Chuan can show such a detached side without any scruples in the presence of Lingyin, which means that he has recognized Lingyin.

The sound of Lingyin's piano became a lot more agile because of this, and even the little monk, who was never shaken by foreign objects, couldn't help but shake his head with the rhythm of the music.

Yan Wushuang also happily took the wine jug from Liu Zheng's hand, got up in the wind, poured most of the remaining half of the jug of wine into his mouth, like a drunk immortal, lazily resting on the smoke cloud, letting the evening breeze play with the white shirt.

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And just when everyone was immersed in this rare peace, an angry shout penetrated the formation barrier of Yan Wushuang's mansion and passed in.

"Liu Zheng! Come out and die! ”

Hearing this, Lin Chuan and Liu Zheng turned their heads at the same time.

Liu Zhengleng paused, and then looked at Lin Chuan with a wry smile.

Lingyin also smoothed the strings, and looked at him with Jiang Luo and the little monk.

"Don't look at me, I've been honest these days."

Lin Chuan spread his hands innocently, he really didn't know who he had provoked.

Liu Zheng sighed helplessly, now the name of "Wuji Liu Zheng" has already spread all over Pingluan Academy, even if he runs out and says "I am Liu Zheng", no one will believe it.

It's just that the angry shout was a coquettish female voice, Liu Zheng only hesitated slightly, and then took the initiative to walk to the door.

Thighs are so easy to hold, even if their identity is exposed at this time, Jiang Luo can't let them discover Lin Chuan's secret.

Liu Zheng had already made up a scene in his mind about Lin Chuan's chaos and abandonment, but he didn't know that Lin Chuan was also confused now, and he didn't know who was outside the door at all.

But before Liu Zheng could move, Lin Chuan scolded and rushed out:

"His grandmother's! Looking for something to find the doorstep! Truly I am infinite, no one can do it! ”

"You are the disciple who made my family not think about food? People are not big, but their temper is not small~ The slave family wants your life, do you allow it~ or not~"

Lin Chuan only felt that as soon as there was a flower in front of him, he was blindfolded by a light veil, and he could only see vaguely that a graceful figure flashed in front of him, and then his chin was picked up by a slender white finger.

It was obviously a very charming action, but Lin Chuan didn't dare to have half a crooked mind, not only because Jiang Luo was behind him, but also because of the sharpness of his fingertips.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Lin Chuan's forehead, and the instantaneous step to save his life had no chance to be used at all, and Lingdian didn't react, the woman seemed to directly tear the space, and pressed against his throat.

Moreover, Lin Chuan clearly felt a pure killing intent, and he knew that this woman had never thought of giving him a chance to explain.

All this happened too fast, Jiang Luo and the others were the same as Liu Zheng, thinking that Lin Chuan owed some romantic debts outside, so they didn't care, only Lingyin and Yan Wushuang felt that the voice was a little familiar.

But Yan Wushuang was lying on the flowing clouds thinking about the bright future of himself and Lingyin, and he didn't react immediately, but Lingyin was the first to find out that something was wrong, and exclaimed:

"Sister!"

"Spirit Dance! Stop! ”

Yan Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes, melted his body into the wind, and rushed over.

At the same time, Jiang Luo also took out a carving knife and quickly carved the word "kill" in mid-air, and the little monk also took out the Buddha beads.

But she and Yan Wushuang were both half a beat, Ling Wu raised her eyebrows disdainfully, and didn't give them a chance to do it at all, so she directly swiped her fingers across Lin Chuan's throat.

Separation of body and head.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

Jiang Luo and Xuanjing's eyes turned red instantly, the word "kill" in mid-air was dyed with blood, and the white Buddha light gushing out of Xuanjing's body was also shrouded in a layer of black smoke.

Yan Wushuang's figure also condensed beside Lin Chuan, and the murderous aura instantly broke through the belt of his long hair, and the whole person was like a mad demon, shrouded in crimson spiritual power, leaving only the position of his eyes, becoming a blank hollow.

Lingyin, who was a step late, knelt on the ground weakly, and the whole person lost her life, she knew that Lingwu was afraid that she would be in a catastrophe.

Ling Wu slowly lowered her head and looked at her palm, she really didn't have the idea of keeping her hand, but when she wiped out Liu Zheng, she didn't have the feeling of passing through the entity.

And at the moment when Yan Wushuang and the others were about to make a move, a petite figure suddenly appeared from the shadow of the spirit dance, sat firmly on her shoulder, and while fiddling with her hair, she raised her legs, and said slowly:

"Little girl, she is not big, but her temper is not small."

Lingwu's words of teasing Lin Chuan were returned by Qingying unmoved, and it was only at this time that Lin Chuan's afterimage of "body and head separation" gradually dissipated.

"Master~~"

Immediately after that, Lin Chuan's trembling voice came from mid-air, and with a muffled sound, he finally fell to Ling Wu's side.

Qingying was very disgusted with Lin Chuan, waved his hand to drive away the light stings that fell on him, and then jumped off Ling Wuwu's shoulders and walked into Yan Wushuang's mansion.

Yan Wushuang instantly gathered all his breath, lowered his head extremely respectfully, and followed behind Qingying step by step.

Jiang Luo and the little monk finally breathed a sigh of relief, helped Lingyin together, and returned to the Octagonal Pavilion.

Lin Chuan covered his buttocks and spat at Lingwu viciously, seeing Lingwu raise his eyebrows, he quickly used an instantaneous step and rushed to Qingying's side, and then he raised his middle finger at Lingwu with a "dog fight".

Lingwu had the intention to make a move, but found that her body was not under her control at all, let alone killing, and even moving her fingers almost exhausted the strength of her whole body.

"Alright, don't mess around there."

Qingying reluctantly threw Lin Chuan into the pavilion and sat on the Taishi chair that Yan Wushuang had brought over.

Although Qingying's figure was very petite, when she sat down, whether it was Yan Wushuang or Jiang Luo, they all felt a suffocating sense of oppression, and they all stood there silently, not daring to breathe.

"Wushuang, what if I'm not here today?"

Qingying's words fell, and the spirit dance outside the door knelt down on one knee uncontrollably.

"Master will make a move...... Wuji will start a war with the academy......"

Yan Wushuang was like a child who had done something wrong, lowered his head, and whispered a response.

At the same time, the spirit dance outside the door could not hold up the pure killing intent, and the whole person was pressed to the ground.

Qingying glanced at Lingyin and sneered.

"Oh, then you should know how to do it."

"Master ......"

Yan Wushuang just wanted to open his mouth to explain, but was stopped by the spiritual voice that had returned to his senses.

Lingyin knelt directly in front of Qingying, and said quickly:

"Senior, there is a reason for it, I believe there must be some misunderstanding between my sister and my junior brother......"

"I'm here to support my family Xiaochuan, but I'm not here to reason with you."

Qingying didn't give her a chance to explain, but directly raised her hand and sucked the spirit dance outside the door in front of Yan Wushuang, and coldly spit out two words:

"Killed."

Yan Wushuang suddenly fell into a dilemma, on one side is his lover's sister, and on the other hand is his own sister, no matter how he chooses, he will leave regrets.

Lin Chuan started late, and he may not know so much about the relationship between Qingying and Wu Tian, but Yan Wushuang is very clear about the bond between Qingying and his master......

And just when Yan Wushuang hesitated, Ling Wu finally broke through the shackles of Qingying, and after coughing up a mouthful of blood, he laughed hysterically:

"Hahahaha! Liu Zheng, you rat generation! Dare not do it, move the small, provoke the old, what is the difference between you Wuji and the Three Sects! ”

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