Wansen Courtyard

Night falls, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright. Walking through Beilu Lake, I raised my eyes and saw a small courtyard, which was similar to her Xiaoqi Pavilion.

Miao Yuan glanced at the person next to her, and finally asked again, "Are you really okay if you don't go back so late?" ”

He had been with her for several hours, and the apprenticeship banquet had ended, and he didn't go back to Hibiscus Mountain, but stayed in this Fengling Xuan.

"It's okay, I'll stay with you for a while."

He really didn't have much to do when he went back, and the senior brother was afraid that he would have been given the master's task in the past few days, and he couldn't teach him to cultivate at present, so he could only wait for the summons from the master's side.

As for the senior brother's side, he didn't care at all, and he wouldn't wait for him to teach him anything. After all, he and the dragon clan have a deep blood feud.

Although he is not a jealous person, everyone in the dragon clan is on his blacklist, but he will not seek revenge on these people, at most he will not negotiate with each other.

His enemy is only one Long Kong, including everyone in Long Kong's palace.

Miao Yuan took the lead and walked inside, "Okay, then let's go to visit Senior Brother Murong together." ”

Hanmo nodded, followed her, and stepped into the small courtyard.

The moonlight fell into the small courtyard, refracting a faint light, hitting the thick ginkgo biloba leaf, and falling all over the ground.

"Senior brother?" Miao Yuan pushed open the courtyard door, and saw the man sitting in front of the stone table under the tree, drinking to the moon, working with the sky, expressing the infinite pain and unwillingness in his heart.

"You ...... How did you come here? Murong Feng saw that they had come in, and his mind was still a little clear, although he drank half a pot of wine, he was a little drunk.

"We're going to come and see you, I'm afraid you'll be unhappy and drink too much."

Now come and see, it really is. I'm almost drunk, and I don't know how much alcohol I've drunk.

"I'm fine......" Murong Feng put down the wine jug in his hand and got up to entertain them, but when Fang Fang got up, he felt dizzy and couldn't stand.

"Hey, senior brother?!" Miao Yuan and Han Mo rushed over in fright, and one of them held his arm to prevent him from falling.

"How much alcohol was drunk?"

"Senior brother is really drunk!"

"I'm really fine...... Murong Feng was still arguing for himself, but he was taken into the house by Han Mo on the side.

"Whether you are drunk or not, senior brother, you can't drink this wine."

Hanmo didn't give him a chance to react at all, and helped him to walk straight into the room.

Seeing this, Miao Yuan ran over one step ahead of them, pushed open the door, and instructed, "Be careful of your step......"

This black Bundon, beware of falling again.

The lamps in the house were lit with oil, and the light in the lampshades was rekindled. The whole house, inside and outside, followed the light up.

Miao Yuan walked to the table and tested the temperature of the water in the pot, and saw that it was still hot, so she reached out and poured him a cup of spiritual tea, "Senior brother, drink hot tea first and sober up." ”

"Thank you Senior Sister and Senior Brother Hanmo." After Murong Feng sat down, his face was red and drunk, and he smiled at the two of them gratefully.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be polite." Miao Yuan handed him the spiritual tea in her hand.

"Senior brother......" Han Mo sat down in his seat on the side, wanting to say some comforting words, but he also knew that he had not been in the house for a long time, so he didn't know where to speak.

"Okay, okay, I know what you're trying to say, I'm really fine, you don't have to worry."

He really wouldn't be angry and resentful because of Senior Sister Yuntong's words, he was just feeling sorry for himself and sighing that he was not as good as others.

"Senior brother," Miao Yuan sat down in the seat opposite him, "I know why you are sad and sad, but what she said is only what she sees, and she does not understand the full truth. ”

"You don't have to mind, even if you are not a closed disciple, you are also the apprentice of the sect master, a model for us to learn from, and a senior brother for us to respect, it is an undeniable fact."

"I understand, thank you, Senior Sister Miaoyuan." Murong Feng lowered his head and took a sip of hot tea, his stomach was warm, and it was no longer like Fang Cai.

His eyebrows widened, and his mood improved, "It's bothering Senior Sister Miaoyuan and Senior Brother Hanmo, it's so late, and they came to see me." ”

"Senior brother is polite, I'm still waiting for you to teach Miao Yuan the cultivation technique, go further. If it weren't for your help, Senior Brother, Miao Yuan wouldn't know what to do in this lonely Fengling Xuan. ”

"Hahaha, junior sister said that she laughed, the master likes you very much, how can you be lonely?" Murong Feng was amused by her pitiful appearance, how could she be so cute, like a child.

Miao Yuan raised her chin, put away her pitiful expression, and said, "Why isn't that?" Even if you accept me as a beginner, you can leave me here and leave me alone, isn't it just lonely? ”

Han Mo smiled and shook her head helplessly, she has always been so lively and interesting, full of vitality.

"Yes, yes," Murong Feng put down his glass, sat up straight, and completely sobered up, "But Senior Sister Miaoyuan, don't worry, I heard that Senior Sister Ning Shang has returned to the mountain gate and re-taught, with her, I think she will definitely teach you well." ”

"What did you say?" Miao Yuan stood up in surprise, "My aunt is coming?" ”

Why hadn't she heard her aunt say this? But speaking of her aunt, Miao Yuan also felt a little strange, why didn't she see her aunt all these days?

Murong Feng nodded, "Well, at the time of the dinner, Senior Brother Yu Heng told me, he said that Master Ning Shang had already entered the mountain yesterday, and he had already settled in the mountain gate at this moment. ”

Miaoyuan: "??! ”

Why didn't she know anything.

……

Feng Ling Xuan

Inside the Wind Ling Pavilion

The door of the hall was gently shut, and Yu Heng turned around and left the courtyard.

In the main hall, heavy sandalwood incense was disturbed and scattered throughout the main hall. The brightly lit hall was eerily quiet at this moment, and no one spoke.

Ning Shang sat at the table, fiddling with the spiritual tea cup in front of him, lowering his cold white forehead, and not saying a word. The action of soaking tea in his hand did not stop for a moment.

The person who knows knows that she is making tea and soaking tea, and the person who doesn't know thinks that she is looking for something to do.

After all, she is not a slave, and she is not a disciple of the sect, so there is no need to do these idle things at all, but only Lan Lan knows that she doesn't want to pay attention to him, let alone talk to him.

However, she can't be tolerated.

Lan Lan raised his feet and walked over, "I have already allowed you to re-enter the door to teach, why are you still so sullen?" ”

Ning Sheng only cared about the spiritual tea in his hand, and he didn't even leave him a single bit of afterglow.

He walked up to her without changing his face, lowered his body, and leaned close to her ear, "Aren't you here for your little highness of the ghost clan?" ”

Ning Sheng stopped moving, turned his head to look at him with cold eyebrows, and had a lot of warnings, "What do you want to say?" ”

"It was Yan Fei who wanted me to take her in, but I just obeyed his wishes. Why, you don't want her to come under my door? ”

Ning Sheng put down the cup in his hand and turned his head away from him, "You know my intentions, but you still obey my brother's wishes." ”

"If I don't follow his wishes, how can you re-enter the mountain gate?"

"You're pushing me?!" Ning Sheng suddenly looked at him with red eyes, and her face was full of disgust, as she hated him so much, and covered the sky with one hand.

"I didn't force you, I only have this way to go."

If she hadn't done this, she might never have entered the mountain gate again in her life to teach her disciples.

"Get out!!" Ning Shang got up, pushed him to the ground, and left angrily.

She sat down on the ground, simply brushed her sleeves and sat down, looking at her gradually departing figure with a cold face, and a cold smile rose slightly on the corner of her lips.

What he wants, he wants to get by any means, not to mention people.