Before going down the mountain, Qingyan felt quite pitiful from the wind.

I always thought that it was not a problem that I didn't like him, so I thought about going down the mountain overnight to find him to surprise him and make him happy, but I didn't expect it to come to naught.

The hospital has not been occupied for a long time, the dust is very large, and Qingyan pouts, so he has to go back.

The most pitiful thing is the little beast, not only has to carry her lazy grandmother, but also listens to her complaining all the way, and she can't live.

The worst thing is that it finds that it seems that only the black-hearted grandfather can help it break the seal of the beast eye totem.

The black-hearted grandfather is stingy and selfish, if he is not willing to help it, he will be a stupid dragon for the rest of his life!

Qingyan dozed off on the beast, not knowing that it was so sad that it was about to cry.

Back and forth, it's almost dawn.

Qingyan returned to Xiaolinshan, passed by the training ground, and saw a group of people surrounding the big pillar.

When a junior disciple saw her, he hurriedly ran over, "Great Elder? ”

Qingyan said weakly: "I know, I know, it's gone from the wind, isn't it?" I knew it last night, just go to training if there's nothing to do, don't be lazy all the time! ”

What is the Great Elder talking about? How could he not understand?

The little disciple scratched his head, "But Senior Brother Congfeng hasn't disappeared?" He was still tied to a pillar, just ......"

Still there? Impossible, right?

Qingyan's eyes widened strangely, and she turned her head to look over, but she couldn't see clearly in the crowd.

The little disciple continued: "I just don't know why, Senior Brother Congfeng changed his clothes, everyone said that they didn't see anyone put Senior Brother Congfeng down, how did he change his clothes, Great Elder, you said, will there be ghosts in Xiaolinshan?"

Qingyan listened to him as he walked over and pulled away from the crowd, and sure enough, he saw a person hanging obliquely on the pillar.

In the morning light, the noble and arrogant man has his eyes closed, the bridge of his nose is delicate and high, the shape of his thin lips is impeccable, and the faint cherry color is like a touch of orchid in the deep valley, clear and charming.

His eyes are the coldest when he looks at people, and he has a full sense of distance, which makes people dare not get close casually.

Now when I close my eyes, I have a little bit of the innocence and innocence of the fairy who strayed into the mortal world, which makes people can't help but want to feel sorry.

Those new little disciples who didn't understand the sinister world would be so sympathetic to him, except that he was the only one who had been punished by the Great Elder, and more because of his appearance.

Good-looking people can always get more preference, especially the female disciples, every time they see him, they can't wait to take him into their arms and feel distressed.

It's a pity that people don't want it!

The sunlight cast a golden outline on his handsome face, and it was incredibly beautiful.

But what made Qingyan unable to take his eyes off the most was his red clothes.

Why the Red Coat?

He likes white clothes every day, why did he suddenly change to red clothes?

There must be a demon when something goes wrong, Qingyan immediately thought that when he was in Chengyang Kingdom, Congfeng was controlled by Wen Lianrui, and his body was constantly oozing blood, in order not to be discovered, he wore crimson clothes and wore sachets to cover up the blood and the smell of blood.

The dog thing in his body won't start behaving and bullying him again, right?

The female disciples saw the Great Elder's solemn face, and they all came over to intercede for Congfeng.

Qingyan climbed down the ladder, "Since you all speak for him, then Elder Ben will forgive him this time, and he won't be an example!" ”

Hearing her voice, I slowly opened my eyes from the wind and looked at it without saying a word.

The resentment in his eyes was deep, as if he was blaming her for showing up now.

Qingyan didn't sleep all night, tired and sleepy, and running for nothing at night was not in a good mood.

But she was worried about his body at this time and didn't care.

"Great, thank you, Great Elder!" The little disciples cheered and carefully lowered Congfeng.

Standing in place from the wind and looking at Qingyan, Qingyan was just facing away.

The little disciples took the initiative to give way and looked at him with encouraging eyes.

Go ahead, go and apologize to the Great Elder, the Great Elder will surely forgive you!

If the Great Elder refuses to forgive, we will intercede on your behalf until the Great Elder forgives you.

Walk through the wind and take one of Qingyan's hands from behind.

How dare he?

Qingyan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't shake it off.

"Yanyan, are you still angry?"

"Shut up!" Qingyan glared at him.

Smoke! Smoke! It's addictive, isn't it?

Pulling the elder's hand from the wind, the little disciples who were watching were scared away.

Although the Great Elder is beautiful and soft when she looks at it, her little hands must also be soft and tender, and she is more comfortable to pinch than the clouds in the sky, but she is the Great Elder!

Whoever dares to blaspheme, a whip will take off half his life!

Hearing him affectionately call the Great Elder again, the junior disciples were even more dumbfounded, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

It's over, Senior Brother Congfeng is dead!

There is no distinction between respect and inferiority, and if he commits the following crimes, the Great Elder will definitely kill him.

If Senior Brother Congfeng is destroyed and destroyed, where should they collect the body?

Would the Great Elder forbid them to burn paper money for the wind in Xiaolinshan?

In the end, it is the disciples of Qingyan Sect, except for some who have big brains and are whimsical, most of them are still a little brainy.

Senior Brother Congfeng has already withdrawn from the sect, and he is no longer a member of the Wuxian Academy, nor is he a disciple of the Great Elder, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't call the master by his name...... Well, it's actually quite disrespectful.

The people under the mountain are all honored as the Great Elder.

Qingyan kept pointing the back of her head at him, and she resisted him pulling her, from the wind to Sihui's words.

She is an Elder of Wu Xian and will stay in Wu Xian Academy forever.

She may care a little about him, but she cares more about the identity of Elder Xiao Linshan.

Because he had called her Master for more than two years, she would no longer allow herself to change her identity and affect her elder's reputation.

And he, undoubtedly a stain on her!

It was only natural that she would avoid it like a femme fatale.

Congfeng smiled bitterly, let go of the hand holding her, and looked at her indifferently.

No one knew how painful his heart was under his calm expression.

It was as if the internal organs had been pulled out alive, torn apart piece by piece, blood flowed everywhere, ticking, and full of scarlet.

The near-annihilation of the pain made him unsteady and stumbled.

"Senior Brother Congfeng?" The little disciple on the side exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly supported him.

"I'm fine." Thin lips hooked a light smile.

Feeble.

It is like a flower struggling to bloom in the abyss, but it has not bloomed arbitrarily, but has exhausted its vitality.

Hearing the voice, Qingyan turned around and looked at him worriedly.

"I'm fine." He straightened up from the wind, and the sadness in his eyes was covered by stubbornness, as if he had suddenly changed back to the original hard-tempered person.

He didn't want her to be embarrassed, and the pain was nothing.

"Who cares if you live or die!" Qingyan shouted.

She didn't care about the gossip of others, she was just angry that the surprise she had worked so hard to prepare had come to naught.

is even more angry that he has something, but he always hides it.

He knew that Wen Lianrui's matter had already been discovered, and he still had to hide it, did he think that he was dead, and she wouldn't care?

Qingyan glared at him fiercely and ran towards Xiaolou.

yes, hate him like that.

From the corner of the wind's mouth, a sad smile hung on it, allowing the pain to drown itself in pain.

"It's strange, the Great Elder's eyes are red, is he crying?"