On the shores of Lake Heron

On the sparkling surface of the lake, the figures of two different people are reflected.

The robe of a closed disciple pulled out a slender and tall reflection, and the piece of green waist tag worn around his waist clearly showed two words on the clear water, which was "cold ink".

"It's been a few days since the juniors came, but it's the first time I've seen Aunt Nan. I don't know if Aunt Nan hasn't seen her for so long, how is she doing?"

Nan Kui slowly turned around, looking at the familiar figure of the son of the old man, his eyes reddened slightly, "Mo'er......"

Han Mo stepped forward happily, "The junior has already seen you, I don't know what you're looking at here?" It's fascinating."

Seeing that he was also swept away by the gloom, Nan Kui smiled very happily, "I heard that you entered the mountain to worship the door of the painting elder, and I have never had time to see you, and now you have grown so big?"

When he was a child, she had seen him a few times, and now a hundred years have passed, his parents have long since died, and he is left alone, living in the wilderness.

It's really a thing.

"Aunt Nan is one of the best miracle doctors in this Cangling Mountain, and the juniors have heard of it for a long time, and now the juniors are here, I also want to ask you, how is Manzhu's injury?"

"Man...... Beads?" Nan Kui was in a trance for a moment, and he didn't realize who this person was, and when he reacted, the junior in front of him had already sunk his face.

"That immortal clan indiscriminately hurt Manzhu, Aunt Nan, don't you know?"

"Immortals, immortals?"

"Exactly, it's the Yuxi of the Immortal Clan! Now he has been punished in the main hall and copied the rules of the sect by hand, and he deserves it."

"Mo'er!" Nankui was frightened by his angry words, and hurriedly stepped forward, pulling his arm and saying worriedly.

"These are not what you should say, now that the Immortal Clan is dominant, the Demon Clan and the Dragon Clan have long been defeated by its demeanor. The demons don't care about anything, only the ghosts can compete with them. These are all things of the ghost clan and the immortal clan, what are you doing with a little snake clan?!"

"Aunt Nan," Han Mo disagreed with her remarks, whether it was a matter of the fairy and ghost clans or not, it was wrong for Yuxi to hurt people, and now she was punished by the sect master, obviously reaping the consequences.

"Yuan'er is my friend, and I won't watch her get hurt and ignore it."

Nankui's heart jumped, and she looked up at him with some worry, "What do you want to do? She's the little highness of the ghost clan, and she's protected by someone."

It's like Mo'er, alone, not to mention whether there is anyone to protect him, even in this Cangling Mountain, it is difficult.

I don't have time to take care of myself, and I'm still in the mood to care about others.

His voice was a little cold, "If someone protects him, he will also be injured."

"Mo'er! She's just a little injured, and she'll be fine in a few days, so don't make too much trouble and bring yourself to death."

The structure of this Cangling Mountain is complex, and the elders and disciples of each mountain have different styles of behavior. Not to mention that this place is intertwined, the five races are mixed, but it is not good to form an opposition to other races, and it will affect the whole body.

"I don't want to do anything Aunt Nan, you relax, I just want to ask you, how many injuries are there on her body? Is it serious? How long will it be okay?"

Nan Kui looked at his persistent appearance, and was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "She really doesn't have much to do, it's just some scrapes and bruises."

"Most of the wounds are on the shoulders and back, there are many red, blue and purple, rest for a few days, rub some medicine, avoid touching the water, practice less, it will be fine."

Han Mo remembered it in his heart and saluted her respectfully, "Thank you Aunt Nan, when her wound is healed, I will visit you again."

Nankui shook her head slightly, "It's okay, you're worried about her, so let's go and take a look."

"Okay, then I'll go Aunt Nan first."

"Hmm."

Nankui looked at his figure who turned around and left without hesitation, and accelerated his pace with urgent worry, and sighed in his heart, Mo'er, I'm afraid this road will be uneven.

Senior Brother Hanshui, Mo'er, he wants to be like you, one way to the dark, without hesitation.

What can I do to help him prevent him from repeating the mistakes you and Sister Jin'er did.

……

Inside the Xiaoqi Pavilion

Murong Feng knocked on the door, and when he saw that the person inside had opened his mouth, he raised his feet and walked in.

"Senior Sister Miaoyuan, how are your injuries?"

Miao Yuan was half-sitting on the bed, with a soft pillow behind her, neatly dressed, her purple hair was scattered, and her little pink face was white and thin, and she had no energy.

"I'm fine, brother, my injury is much better, I'm tired of you, it's hard to run before and after this day."

"Senior Sister Miaoyuan doesn't have to be polite to me, the master asked me to take care of you, and I have to take good care of you. Just today......... It still hurt you."

Miao Yuan smiled and patted the position next to the bed to sit down, "Why did Senior Brother blame himself? This is obviously that person's fault, and it has nothing to do with you, senior brother."

Murong Feng found a position not far from her and sat down, and said with self-reproach on his face, "It was I who didn't protect you well that let Senior Brother Yuxi hurt you."

"Senior brother, what are these words? Who can take the blame on himself? They all say that it is his fault, senior brother, don't take it to heart."

"Okay, let's not talk about that." Murong Feng lowered his head, and suddenly remembered the terrifying things he had just experienced, and couldn't help but look up at her and said.

"Senior sister, you just didn't know that Senior Ning Shang ran to the Fengling Xuan Hall in a rage, accusing Senior Brother Yuxi in public, and let the sect master punish him."

"What?!" Miao Yuan sat up straight, and her heart became nervous, "My aunt trespassed into the main hall and forced the master to punish Yuxi?"

"Yes, after understanding the whole story, the sect master punished Senior Brother Yuxi for copying the sect's rules fifty times, and asked him to kneel on the main hall for three hours."

"This ......" Miao Yuan lowered her head, looking at the delicate pattern on the soft quilt, a little trance and worry.

"Auntie, I'm afraid I'm going to offend Yuxi because of me."

"It's not just about offending Senior Brother Yuxi!" Murong Feng said worriedly, "When Master Ning Shang broke into the main hall, the elders and teachers of the various mountains were discussing important matters with the sect master."

"Master Ning Shang went in for a while, and those elders and teachers came out, and they all said that Master Ning Shang didn't understand the rules of the sect, trespassed into the main hall, and didn't take the sect seriously."

"How could it be ......" Miao Yuan involuntarily grabbed the futon under her hand and pulled it tightly.

"Senior Sister Miaoyuan, Senior Commander Ning Shang's behavior now is afraid that it will displease the elders and teachers of the mountains. Tell me, is there any way to get them to forgive Master Ning Shang?"

"What......